Original image taken by JusTee If you throw caution to the windIts only because you believe in no consequences,Or HistoryNor debt-Oh, come the riddles-Lest you forgetFor there are ALWAYS consequencesAnd they come to us yet. Yes, there is history-New are taught to be deceived-Shielded by “evidence”Of no Adam or Eve…. So why then?Believe in anything... Continue Reading →
Enemy- Original image by JusTee Darwin saidOnly the strong will survive-But if I am not strong,Nor Weak-What am I?But the middleman…Still crushing the weak-Only to be extinguished?Survivals problem-Is the Who-Who could be helped,Or stop the inevitable.Yes Prosperity-On the backs of the weak,To build a new strength,Pushing an unknown,In the ignorance of history-Erasing what you could... Continue Reading →
Original image by JusTee The bits of the day lay waste to disaster-may the devils not hear us now. We tip the toe, and grimace at the leaf, as even autumn sparks a challenge. A change in direction for hoped protection, or least delay the inevitable… For no knowledge or effort can change a path,... Continue Reading →
My vision for 2020 is blurred
For tonightDancing upon the graveTeach the lifeAnd sacrifice I gave.The living may not knowAs We lay dyingThe clarity nowBlocked by their crying.Oh the rageAs seeds are laidNever mind the needOr price I paid.And You will knowToo little too lateJust like usThis is your fate.
Restoring harmony is not without waves...
A similar purposeWhile being differentOffers the biggest divide. And so we watchWhisperAnd cowardly hide. Humans evolveAnd stay behindA natural practice. And here we areStuntedReality simply to distract us.
It’s not knowing Or thinking Just hoping Or dreaming It’s not nothing Or everything Just stopping Or going... It's not believing Or seeing- It just is And breathtaking
The storm rolls Without fury or fight Just a spark in the darkness To light up the night... The crows are silent And the wind is still- The air hot But still a chill... And while the Heaven’s talk Hell is asleep But all storms find life In the silence we keep... For no secret... Continue Reading →
Pebbles and rocks Rivers and sand People and places Fantasy be damned... And over the edge Where fantasies live No hunger or suffering Just something to give.... And numb as it was Alive was inside Not for what was lost- But for what finally had died.