An entity is hidden
In self contained world,
filled with the necessities,
to survive,
For,
Food alone,
Is the the only resource,
mined for consumption,
In the midst,
of this never ending buffet,
cells duplicate,
band together,
form tissues and organs,
but over time,
it eventually,
develops a conscious.
it begins to explore,
only to discover,
its trapped,
in a confined space
with a hard outer wall,
the world ain't as big,
as it use to be.
As External noises,
pour into the senses,
filling the chamber,
with curiosity,
With food stocks dwindling,
Something must exist,
beyond,
The wall,
and with its wings and arms,
cramped to the max.
it begins to push out,
only to crack,
the darkness,
FLOODED
with a light,
only able,
to push forward,
and find out who,
to love.
Tuesday, December 20, 2016
Monday, December 19, 2016
The Untold Story of a Human Sunrise
Dawn is upon us,
but your,
internal clock of responsibility,
makes you to arise,
before sunrise.
Not that you can enjoy,
this daily beauty,
jumping in to the shower,
for a good,
half hour.
To cleans your body and mind,
over sports talk,
or that fine tuned playlist,
right as responsibilities kick in.
Did you piss?
No time,
running around,
the house like a chicken,
with your head cut off,
looking for misplace things,
Coffee,
will help,
decipher this puzzle.
speeding up
the placement of pieces
In no particular order.
Keys,
cell phone,
where's your wallet,
In your pants pocket?
Coat pocket?
Where did you go?
What did you do?
The recliner,
couch,
office desk?
Amazon?
Check your email,
For that late night
spending,
Splurge.
Phew,
sweat is d
r
i
p
p
i
n
g
from your brow,
or is it water
from the shower,
Maybe you should sit down.
Winded,
as other patrons of the house,
begin to rumble,
dazed, confused,
but enjoying
watching you stumble.
Sorry for the noise,
as you raced out the door,
Right before,
Questions would be endured,
In your haste,
you didn't prepare,
for the winter weather,
Your car frosted,
But you turn on the car,
enough gas,
to pass,
for the day,
Reaching to blast,
the heat,
you find your wallet,
In the center console,
Next to a girl
named Wendy
but your,
internal clock of responsibility,
makes you to arise,
before sunrise.
Not that you can enjoy,
this daily beauty,
jumping in to the shower,
for a good,
half hour.
To cleans your body and mind,
over sports talk,
or that fine tuned playlist,
right as responsibilities kick in.
Did you piss?
No time,
running around,
the house like a chicken,
with your head cut off,
looking for misplace things,
Coffee,
will help,
decipher this puzzle.
speeding up
the placement of pieces
In no particular order.
Keys,
cell phone,
where's your wallet,
In your pants pocket?
Coat pocket?
Where did you go?
What did you do?
The recliner,
couch,
office desk?
Amazon?
Check your email,
For that late night
spending,
Splurge.
Phew,
sweat is d
r
i
p
p
i
n
g
from your brow,
or is it water
from the shower,
Maybe you should sit down.
Winded,
as other patrons of the house,
begin to rumble,
dazed, confused,
but enjoying
watching you stumble.
Sorry for the noise,
as you raced out the door,
Right before,
Questions would be endured,
In your haste,
you didn't prepare,
for the winter weather,
Your car frosted,
But you turn on the car,
enough gas,
to pass,
for the day,
Reaching to blast,
the heat,
you find your wallet,
In the center console,
Next to a girl
named Wendy
Monday, December 12, 2016
Ignorance
There.
Ain't nothin,
Sweeter,
then goin,
Cherry pickin
For instantaneous gratification,
can found,
endlessly,
In a millisecond,
of thought,
Simply search the web,
For the opinion,
Of your choice,
To reinforce,
Your perspective.
And the gods be damned,
if the data retrieved,
Is not expected,
Just rephrase,
the question,
For better results..
Ain't nothin,
Sweeter,
then goin,
Cherry pickin
For instantaneous gratification,
can found,
endlessly,
In a millisecond,
of thought,
Simply search the web,
For the opinion,
Of your choice,
To reinforce,
Your perspective.
And the gods be damned,
if the data retrieved,
Is not expected,
Just rephrase,
the question,
For better results..
Wednesday, December 07, 2016
Tuesday, December 06, 2016
Thumb Twiddling
Nonsense,
should not be met,
with reasoning,
or facts.
When its sole purpose,
is to waste your time.
should not be met,
with reasoning,
or facts.
When its sole purpose,
is to waste your time.
Monday, December 05, 2016
Marijuana Prohibition
Why is it illegal,
to make,
what makes,
you happy.
For...
As long as you are responsible.
and don't hurt,
your fellow man,
there should be no qualm.
on a perfectly taxable product.
For marijuana only brings,
temporary joy,
to a temporary existence.
The alternative,
is to deny,
curious individuals,
,
Who seek out,
alternative solutions,
to imperfect outcomes.
Similar to the 1920s,
Where society experimented,
spawning,
and later repealing,
the 18th amendment.
Whose users,
only wanted,
to loosen,
their edge,
And relax.
to make,
what makes,
you happy.
For...
As long as you are responsible.
and don't hurt,
your fellow man,
there should be no qualm.
on a perfectly taxable product.
For marijuana only brings,
temporary joy,
to a temporary existence.
The alternative,
is to deny,
curious individuals,
,
Who seek out,
alternative solutions,
to imperfect outcomes.
Similar to the 1920s,
Where society experimented,
spawning,
and later repealing,
the 18th amendment.
Whose users,
only wanted,
to loosen,
their edge,
And relax.
Thursday, December 01, 2016
Pendulum
A pendulum swings,
freely both ways,
Tying to balance,
two opposing,
points of view,
Consistently,
Flipping,
and flopping.
at a predictable rate.
Eventually finding,
The middle ground,
In the world,
of the undecided,
Its more like a game of tether ball,
With each side,
taking turns,
pushing the center of balance,
Further....
to the left
or
to the right
Stifling;
their competition,
Until the pendulum,
Breaks.
freely both ways,
Tying to balance,
two opposing,
points of view,
Consistently,
Flipping,
and flopping.
at a predictable rate.
Eventually finding,
The middle ground,
In the world,
of the undecided,
Its more like a game of tether ball,
With each side,
taking turns,
pushing the center of balance,
Further....
to the left
or
to the right
Stifling;
their competition,
Until the pendulum,
Breaks.
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Political Analysis 2016
Self preservation,
Is a character trait,
That is not valued,
In today's technical,
Modern Society.
But I argue
its the first requirement,
needed to lead people.
For,
Self preservation is our most basic,
animal instinct,
that allowed us to evolve,
with time,
And...
Deviation,
from its path,
results in an organisms,
understanding of pain and fear.
Any organism,
that does not understand,
how to react,
to these situations,
And is still alive...
Had an advantage so large,
in its evolution,
that is disconnected from reality,
While we can all see,
These self inflicted,
repeated injuries,
will eventually be,
the demise of such an organism.
We as a people,
we need to tap less,
into our adrenaline,
and more into our senses.
Is a character trait,
That is not valued,
In today's technical,
Modern Society.
But I argue
its the first requirement,
needed to lead people.
For,
Self preservation is our most basic,
animal instinct,
that allowed us to evolve,
with time,
And...
Deviation,
from its path,
results in an organisms,
understanding of pain and fear.
Any organism,
that does not understand,
how to react,
to these situations,
And is still alive...
Had an advantage so large,
in its evolution,
that is disconnected from reality,
While we can all see,
These self inflicted,
repeated injuries,
will eventually be,
the demise of such an organism.
We as a people,
we need to tap less,
into our adrenaline,
and more into our senses.
Thursday, February 04, 2016
Where do we go from here?
You will never find,
One must shed,
All the way down,
To the your childish
goals,
past all the money,
And fame,
And glory..
To become
the curious wonderer,
Our original self.
Nirvana,
With a backpack,
Full,
Of ulterior motives.
One must shed,
All the way down,
To the your childish
goals,
past all the money,
And fame,
And glory..
To become
the curious wonderer,
Our original self.
Tuesday, February 02, 2016
Public Lies
I'm gonna say,
What I want,
When I want,
Because I can,
Facts?
Check if you want,
But I don't care,
If you do.
Because there's always,
Another sucker,
Who's life is just,
A little more depressing,
Then yours,
And they will consume,
My unfiltered truth,
Seeking the last bits,
Of marrow,
From my last kill.
Saturday, January 30, 2016
The Window Sense
There is a battle,
Of good vs evil,
Ongoing,
Throughout our
subconscious minds.
subconscious minds.
That can be viewed,
In our dreams,
Like a window,
To another sense.
Which pushes
our dreams,
our dreams,
In or out,
Of reach.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Who are you?
Love,
Is a scattered.
Silently understood,
Standing between individuals,
Whom incorporate,
A variety,
If values...
To make you,
A better person.
Thursday, January 14, 2016
A Pretentious Political Debate
A group.
of privileged individuals,
bicker,
Stating some facts,
Pointing,
at the nearest,
competitor.
Passing out blame,
Against,
The most polished,
Candidate,
In an attempt,
to peal off,
enough votes,
For victory,
in this feces tossing,
defecation bowl,
of privileged individuals,
bicker,
Stating some facts,
Pointing,
at the nearest,
competitor.
Passing out blame,
Against,
The most polished,
Candidate,
In an attempt,
to peal off,
enough votes,
For victory,
in this feces tossing,
defecation bowl,
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Dating
There is a hill,
where unwanted live,
Just outside of town,
Past the old abandoned,
gas station,
where the sign,
displays,
Petrol .99
Its up a old service road,
where grass is,
slowly returning,
the route back to nature,
Is is here,
the road ends,
But climb,
for on top of a mound,
of processed,
blackened earth,
We mine the soil,
continuously,
in search for,
the perfect gem.
where unwanted live,
Just outside of town,
Past the old abandoned,
gas station,
where the sign,
displays,
Petrol .99
Its up a old service road,
where grass is,
slowly returning,
the route back to nature,
Is is here,
the road ends,
But climb,
for on top of a mound,
of processed,
blackened earth,
We mine the soil,
continuously,
in search for,
the perfect gem.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Gerrymandering.
No society,
Is truly represented,
When a deck is stacked,
in someone,
or some groups,
favor.
The voice,
of the people,
is diminished,
When a party,
\ organizing a geographical area,
based on past records,
to win an election,.
It cheats the country,
out of a geographic representative,
and ultimately undermines,
the will of the people,
Is truly represented,
When a deck is stacked,
in someone,
or some groups,
favor.
The voice,
of the people,
is diminished,
When a party,
\ organizing a geographical area,
based on past records,
to win an election,.
It cheats the country,
out of a geographic representative,
and ultimately undermines,
the will of the people,
Monday, January 11, 2016
Affluenza
It is unfortunate,
when a youth,
in the world,
is raised,
improperlly.
With no standard,
of repercussions,
They foolishly
lash out,
Act Stupid..
And get caught..
These actions,
are easily be liked to,
both
a rich and the poor.
Child.
However,
To argue,
A child is better off,
with a privileged treatment,
Because of
a privileged upbringing,
Is the same mistake,
That the childs upbringing,
Delivered.
Unfortunately,
The child,
Will suffer,
and cause,
More suffering,
Until,
The appeals,
run dry,
And the judge declares,
Right and wrong,
Is a universally learned,
And there is no excuse,
to ignorance,
to the law.
when a youth,
in the world,
is raised,
improperlly.
With no standard,
of repercussions,
They foolishly
lash out,
Act Stupid..
And get caught..
These actions,
are easily be liked to,
both
a rich and the poor.
Child.
However,
To argue,
A child is better off,
with a privileged treatment,
Because of
a privileged upbringing,
Is the same mistake,
That the childs upbringing,
Delivered.
Unfortunately,
The child,
Will suffer,
and cause,
More suffering,
Until,
The appeals,
run dry,
And the judge declares,
Right and wrong,
Is a universally learned,
And there is no excuse,
to ignorance,
to the law.
Sunday, January 10, 2016
A Facebook Filtration
When two descending,
Points of view clash,
On a daily basis,
Without any sense,
Of compromise.
It is necessary,
to protect ones sanity,
and unfollow,
the news,
the politics,
the issues,
In order to avoid,
Heated and scathing,
comments,
That will protect,
and honor,
ones friendships.
Saturday, January 09, 2016
Mistrust
Craft your language,
Rehearse your actions,
Soak in your surroundings.
This will ensure,
the greatest level,
of manipulation,
in the public spectrum,
To promote
A Hidden,
Agenda.
Rehearse your actions,
Soak in your surroundings.
This will ensure,
the greatest level,
of manipulation,
in the public spectrum,
To promote
A Hidden,
Agenda.
Thursday, January 07, 2016
Emoji
Emoji icons,
Have the power,
To accentuate,
emotional Interactions,
Between the writer,
And the intended reader,
However,
With clever usage,
They can also,
Provide,
Essential escape routes,
To colorless conversations.
Wednesday, January 06, 2016
Limitless Floor
Failing to meet,
Expectations,
Is one of the pitfalls,
Of life.
However
When the pitfall becomes
a never ending loop,
it's not the individual,
That fails,
But rather,
The analysis,
Of what is expected.
Monday, January 04, 2016
Mouse Trap
Our bodies,
are nothing,
but vessels,
Equipped with tools,
needed,
to acquire,
our spiritual needs,
Like a mouse,
in a cage,
Were temporally trapped,
forced to learn,
which button,
Goes up,
and down,
OR How to make sounds,
While interpreting
the simultaneous levels
of stimulation,
With great effort,
To find more cheese.
are nothing,
but vessels,
Equipped with tools,
needed,
to acquire,
our spiritual needs,
Like a mouse,
in a cage,
Were temporally trapped,
forced to learn,
which button,
Goes up,
and down,
OR How to make sounds,
While interpreting
the simultaneous levels
of stimulation,
With great effort,
To find more cheese.
Saturday, January 02, 2016
Friends
The best connections,
throughout life,
pick up,
Where they left off,
Even though days,
weeks,
months,
years...
Have Passed.
Thankfully,
these memory receptors,
can be paused
forever.
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