Monthly Archives: December 2015

Spiritual legacy

Twisted realities spin around my mind leaving my soul to wander in search of sanity. I know we’re not alone in our grief and confusion, but it seems spirits don’t communicate with words.

Words don’t unite or divide us like friendships aren’t about hugs and handshakes. It’s sentiment that knows no boundaries between space and time. What we share our spirits have carried across time, through space, without a sound.

It’s the whisper we can’t hear that gets our attention. Knowing has no real value. Feeling is the essence of humanity. Our minds have become lazy over time and just want to dichotomize the world into verbal confusion.

Troubled souls travel inside broken vessels looking for kindred spirits. Our souls reside within our hearts while our spirits wander for peace. All the while we open our minds to distorted spaces furnished with illusion.

One day my spirit will make it back to my soul and nestle safely in my brain where we will Rest In Peace. Until then ill Rest In Distortion holding onto truth like a buoy in the expanses of an ocean.

Sanity as a myth

Twisted realities spin around my mind leaving my soul to wander in search of sanity. I know we’re not alone in our grief and confusion, but it seems spirits don’t communicate with words.

Words don’t unite or divide us like friendships aren’t about hugs and handshakes. It’s sentiment that knows no boundaries between space and time. What we share our spirits have carried across time, through space, without a sound.

It’s the whisper we can’t hear that gets our attention. Knowing has no real value. Feeling is the essence of humanity. Our minds have become lazy over time and just want to dichotomize the world into verbal confusion.

Troubled souls travel inside broken vessels looking for kindred spirits. Our souls reside within our hearts while our spirits wander for peace. All the while we open our minds to distorted spaces furnished with illusion.

One day my spirit will make it back to my soul and nestle safely in my brain where we will Rest In Peace. Until then ill Rest In Distortion holding onto truth like a buoy in the expanses of an ocean.

Dark Whispers

The other side of us is
the abyss where echoes rule
and life is cruel and
lonely, Darkness only, no light to shine the only voice is mine surrounded by
an eternal cry for your your love lost above in the white noise and death is poised to silence The distance between you and I
And why we even drifted apart to start with when we knew That few people share souls that mourn like the smoke from two burning
embers in a distant fire.

Silence Speaks

Silence roars in the mind of the mute. The white noise screams above the deaf with voices of deceit. Suddenly everything real lurks behind a cloud of what could be. If only I spoke the voices away I could have watched the lies dissipate into a truth I could’ve shouted above the silence.

It”s the spirits of what could be that silences the reality of what is. No one can hear the roar of possibilities silence speaks to a shaken soul.

There’s too much to align. The mind subdues the brain with thoughts that haunt the soul. All of these voices are to much for the intellect to process so the heart throbs doom throughout my spirit.

So now I’ve tamed the doubt and lies I’ve told myself. I see the colors that make up the white noise. That foul cloud of silence that shrouded my brain has been fanned away and my mind can see through the colors that tarnished my spirits gray.

The voices I hear now are of reason. They’re clear and fresh. The calm swirls in my mind as i hear; the words soothe my soul. I watch our words dance in the air between us shining light around where we are and I’m no longer alone.

It’s listening that was missing from my understanding. I hear now the the power of love and the reality that it is a mutual dialogue of concern that quiets the mind to hope. The listener and the talker are ancient figures in the art of healing the mind, body, and the spirit.

We are talking now. You’ve only just joined the conversation, but I thank you for the thoughts that transcend space and time. Knowing you’re out there contemplating our ancient concerns solidifies my belief that care is universal and voices echo past the distance that we share. All we ever have to do is trust outside our fears and speak the truth.

Emotions

Rainbow
Of emotion
Within our hearts and minds
Waiting to complete who we are
Human

Static particles
Horizons flashing white
Calm replaced with storms

To see beyond the air is dark
Words reveal what’s hidden and stark

Fog is not an emotion
It just wet air you see
For when you look beyond the myst
It’s possible you’ll see

Sun scorched thoughts wave in the distance mocking my vision. Is it heat that gives the horizon consideration. All the while my mind rests inside my brain waiting for a summer breeze. It’s the line between elemental and ephemeral; pause.

No rest for the weary
Who idly sit
Engrossed in the query

The sun shines yellow and high
Begging for smiles
And wonderful days

It’s life you see, that is the day
Made up of moments
And emotions displayed

Sanctuary

The early morning quite breeze whispers across my mind. I fear closing my eyes for being taken to places loved or feared. My soul travels on the wind laughing at my dreams.

Even the still moments scream within my apprehension. My body sits still like prey in a copse of trees while my mind races to feel what’s coming. Life can’t be silent, danger is silent just outside of peace.

I fear no man. I fear the ripples of his greed. I’m apprehensive about the sun shining off his generosity. I loathe his intention. I search for a space where honesty doesn’t have a definition. Where empathy mocks sympathy with truth. A place where nothing is all we have.

The air between people is clean and safe to breathe, where intention is replaced with curiosity. A safe place where ownership is the history of fools. Everyone accepts their faults with pride and their gifts with humility. It seems holding my breath is the only way to this space, but who lives to tell about that.

So for now I have to construct this person you think you know. I have to color and shade my soul to protect my heart from the lies we’ve created as truths to breathe the same air.

I have a sanctuary though. A place to be me without fear or apprehension. I can take the constructs off like a smoking jacket and breathe easy unafraid to dream. I know the air is safe. A place where we are the intention.

It’s within your arms that the numbness of the cold melts my heart and frees my soul. One long embrace exhaled and I’m free to think and move without the stiffness of him. We are the freedom that I live and die. It’s never lonely and gives me the strength to be him everyday. You are home!!!

Declaration of Independence

Rights, inalienable dreams of the co dependent pariah. Who gives me rights, me. Civil is people agreeing to suppress their humanity for posterity I’m never weak in the face of other men, I’m broad shouldered.

I’m free. I don’t have to inhale your words like a crack addict on a binge. I have no need for your ignorance. I know right from wrong and see through the mirage your creating. Your soul is sold while mine will remain forever free.

You aren’t a person. You’re not even visible in the light. You hide behind groveling spirits sucking the life out of their dysfunction for dollars and desire. I smell you. I hear you, and I know your dreams are wet with greed. I am a man. I am destined to think and that scares you.

Without your money ill never be poor. I stand on my own two feet with my heart around the ones I love. I work every waking hour creating something you’d never understand. You can’t threaten my existence because I won’t accept your lies. I am a man, born to be independent.

You can have your “equal” revolution that legislates society into a dysfunctional diorama where ignorance hums like the air conditioner you hear in the background while you read this declaration. Ill stand on the high ground and improve my position.

You’ll never get my loved ones either. I have folk tales and a history also. I have lived and loved, preached and lied. I wore your pride my whole adult life and felt like I was wearing a wet shirt on a fall morning. Ill never stand in the shade complaining about the cold again.

I don’t need violence. Guns and ammo are for soldiers. I know a few things you are to pompous to consider. When you tell a lie you always have to tell another, then it’s who you become. I know ignorance is as ignorance does. Most importantly I know behind every pen is a word, behind every word is a thought, and that can be mightier than any government.

I declare my independence from my government for my country so my loved ones can live a sane existence within an insane world.

Don’t assume we’re alike because your angry about politics or social movements. We’re not alike. I’m not angry, I’m free. I let go of that shit for my sanity. I am man and you can’t have my intellect for your “side”. I don’t like you, agree with you, nor do I wish to be around you. My circle is small and tight and I respect your right to be you away from me.

So you can peddle your thoughts, beliefs, and ideologies to the sheep. Don’t fear me I’m not the wolf. Don’t cower to me, I’m not the shepherd. I’m the guy in the barn to busy with my loved ones to pay attention to the circle of ignorance you’ve created.