50
When love over rides your pain
You know
Holistic functioning becomes
A soul practice
Moving through existence with a purpose is rare
We are the foundation
Powder mixed with enough water
Perfect combination
To instill meaning into the ground
Make sure the initials etched while wet stick around while dry
Concrete jungle birthed an entire generation
We walk around our hearts Grasping enough time to Catch up to the needs While we spoon feed the wants
Desperate fire power
Heating up everything around me
All while depleting my own energy
Synergy repeats my beliefs
Like I believe in a bright new sunrise
Fresh meaning to being
Who I am is not a perception
Reality is consistent to what is truth
Stay true to the methods from the lessons that proved useful to you
Relevant to life--approve of my own actions I overreact with a high degree of passion
What I intend to extend to you is my heart I light up the dark without a fear to feel
The congruence of our existence
Comes together when we accept all of the parts of ourselves
-Sunny
I plead da Fif... tieth
The devil doesn't leave voicemails.
Just hopes you answer the call.
If God wanted me dead, would you be reading this at all?
Maybe there are both dark and light forces at work, but ultimately its up to me whether people water the dirt
I'm buried underneath with spit of spite or torn up tears.
These years have been more than just notches in my straight jacket fastens, its me focusing mind, body, and spiritual energies.
Things aren't always black and white, but grey matter trying to Sherlock silver linings out of the most open shut cases of my own failures.
I've learned not to hope for a better tomorrow, just make it.
Hope is when all else fails and you it all in a higher power's hands.
But if its still within your reach, you're not done working yet.
Just like the symphones
I've drowned with the sound of my internal dialog.
Never really grasping moments as they're unfolding.
God given golden opportunities to truly feel what this life is and I'm off in my head wondering what if I miss it.
To the Sun, you're light and nothing but, you are handcuffs and the rest
I'm under when I try to break the laws of spirit.
To the Genius waiting on my half of a weapon of mass creation, I'm sorry for stalling. I needed all of the parts of me to truly feel lawless and do what they do best.
To the Sunset, we talk a lot of shit about hot tub tag teamming our destiny, but can't buy a room because we're too busy paying rent.
I believe we were made to wear metaphors over our faces and break the word bank.
I'm falling in love with trusting God again.
And I believe its time I gave grace something to believe in.
I'ma KIC and Push with honors.
I'm venea a veritas no vino except from my own blood. and best believe
I'm gonna Cum Laude every week until the whole world feels me.
-DCR
Circles & Squares
I know your every move.
I know that you're nothing more than a unicorn still trying to find the right story book to fit into.
I know you're half human being, being one quarter howl at a half moon, and one quarter fire water.
I know your every move.
I know being a balancing act often leaves you falling head over heels in loves feet first plot of not a pot to piss in or a window to throw it out of. It’s okay.
That’s okay. When it comes to life its always been a love it or leave it type thang.
There are so many ways to approach this.
So many ways this can go wrong but so many ways this life could go right. Have it all. Be a have, be a have not, or be a slipknot, just slide into a comfort zone that suits you and strip your dreams down for no one.
You know, I regret never learning to speak fluent nude beaches in the face of closet skeletons.
But its not too late for me.
It’s not too late for us to hang over a toilet and throw up all of life's bullshit.
You should know this.
You should know your fiberglass back bone bends to the point of breaking but remember somehow it never does.
I know that you can feel the body cavities.
I know sometimes it hard to brush off the bullshit.
I know you pick a lot of fights with yourself. I know sometimes you lose. I know most times you can’t see the wind for the fallen love leaves. And I know your deep down inside’s not done foresting for love yet. Be a broken record but only if you're stuck on a helluva right hook of a loop. Upper cut the bad lucks, WTF’s, and life’s a bitch dying for another nut. I know you can.
A majority of our dreams mix with reality in the same fashion of oil mixing with water. It doesn’t have to be this way. Here’s some fifty year old honesty from a mid-thirty something year old.
1. We fell in love with money not knowing. Call it vain, but in the real world we call it christmas.
2. Prostitutes with pulses we are. No matter what happens….we always pay for sex.
3. Laugh at yourself as much as humanly possible, before you lose all of yourself doubting whats humanly possible
4. Honesty disguised as an “Asshole Pass” isn’t honesty, its just being cruel
5. Smile more than you frown
6. Love more than you hate
7. Chinese food with wine is always refreshing
8. Ice cream and/or a bowl of cereal is the best post sex food
9. Cook in the nude at lease once a year (just do it in the comfort of your own home)
10. Ambien and porno (just do it in the comfort of your own home)
11.Learn how to swim so that you never forget where you come from
12.Its okay to not know your every move.
-CP Maze
April 25, 2014
Ignorance IS bliss, confirmed.
Rant time. I just read an article about the ‘big bang theory’ and the American populations skepticism about the issue amongst others.
The article (an associated press poll) found that about 40% of the people surveyed said they have doubts about global warming, evolution and how old the earth is.
That number jumps up to 51% when asked about the big bang theory.
Of course the majority of Americans (80+%) also believe in angels. Duh!
The poll numbers are also heavily skewed with Republicans having greater numbers who have doubts or are skeptic.
The American people in general have a higher regard for values, beliefs and faith than in science.
This is a recipe for complete disaster. When you have a populace that is happily ignorant you then have a populace that are easily manipulated, controlled and subjugated.
Other polls that I cannot wrap my head around. Some 40+% of people believe that good Ol’ JC is going to return before 2050 and the Rapture will happen.
In other words the end of the world is OK with them because they think that they will be taken up into the exalted realms of heaven. Please, if heaven is full of these morons send me directly hell.
It will be a whole lot more fun. The reasons that these fools have this opinion are many but none greater than religious, business and political organizations trying to discredit the sciences for their own gain and to keep power.
Yet again the Republicans are at the head of this onslaught to spread doubt and to keep the ignorant and stupid among us firmly entrenched in their own ridiculous fantasies.
-TDB.
