Hold Hostility

Place yourself in the soles of another.
Remember,
What could have happened
To prompt such a cold gesture.
Whatever it may be...
It is not enough to justify
An ill response in return.
Why shatter the foundation,
Of what was once certain.
When the pain they recede
Has nothing at all to do with you.
Yes,
Even if the rhetoric referenced your progress,
How do you diffuse a circumstance before it goes too far?
Before you are left with the remains
Of a trust gone sour.
Devoured by the truth,
Of how hostility got the best of you.
 

11/7/15

Imagination,
Sometimes can be an
Invincible Fortress.
If not patient,
Imagination,
May easily imprison,
By making hasty assumptions,
Tangible,
Authentic
Let it go,
Before relentless conceptions,
Take lead.
Judgement has but one direction,
Forever condemned to
Dead end thought,
If not careful enough.

Fully Embrace

I never wanted to believe they wished us dead.
But more and more,
The evidence bled.
A nation thriving on disconnect,
Instigates turmoil,
In order for despair to subside accordingly.
Forcing every sliver of hope to hide away,
Until better days arrive.
Until an ear begins to materialize the needs of the earth,
And the people who know of no other refuge.

Regardless of the current strain,
Colors vibrate,
Countless voices celebrate the cultura of their hente,
Proclaim their presence,
Inviting multiple chances to live in the present,
Despite opposition. 
We gather to listen.
Swarming to reinforce the ones who've fallen
And those who are not yet, shaken by influence.
Grateful for the progress,
For how whole mentalities have shifted 
By the sharing of information electronically,
This free social platform has me soaring.
Connected,
Not to be mistaken as a full substitution for interaction,
But hey,
It serves a radical purpose.
Utilize it.

There is nothing left to lose but the minute you wasted wishing for a better way to say it.
Language should never imprison,
Nor limit the exchange of conversation.
You'll make it through,
However you come,
You are a precious inconsistency.
Embrace the uncertainty.

 

Let's

May we travel to the hills overlooked.
Escape by the seas, calming,
Beyond and beneath,
Surfaces,
Willing, realizations descend quicker
When paying enough attention.

Keep whispers,
Like treasures, rare and forgotten.
Lend a smile,
For it is always needed.
Press upon an altered state of being,
Towards discovery of the suppressed intent.

If concluding brings peace,
Let the new beginnings commence.

Killers

This is in response to the terror cultivators,
Masters of inner hate,
Destruction,
And agony...
Blame makers,
Warmongers,
Despicable spirits claiming to be human.
Now,
A mutated question.

How...
And did this all come to surface because you saw it on television.
You witnessed your racism validated.
Took it with hope and ran.
As if finally,
We could go back to the way things were,
Isolated,
Dismal,
Unequal.

Have you truly not noticed
The "go back to your country" statement
Holds up nowhere.
Only in your mind,
Can you allow delusion and fear to thrive.
Convince us to think the illest of the other,
When it is you we should watch closer.

But never,
Can you personalize for the rest of us.
Lay atop all the problems on only something the sun can determine.
Everyone can see you,
They whisper and worry about what may have happened to bring you
To the stubborn suffering state.
And still...
You wait for our backs to turn,
Silently meditating the kill.

 

I Am

And suddenly, it hit dead center of the abdomen...
What is this,
Always so unexpected and wholesomely,
Discomforting,
As if,
There was energy running through me from somewhere foreign,
Somewhere far from sight,
Far from touch,
And yet it strikes without mercy within.

What has occurred today,
Is merely a precursor
For what is in store.
I am uncertain of how to continue,
If this be my only issue,
I may be content with it.

I don't know how else to explain,
The emotions I feel without my own permission.

I am too closed off to figure out this trick,
I am my own boundary in moments,
Too dismissive at times, I confess.

Finally coming to the conclusion that this is truly who I am.
A vessel for all,
How I may feel a chill run through
Just by merely hearing of an experience.
Astounds and stuns me totally.

This all sounds familiar for a reason.
So that I may acknowledge what I am
And what I am here to do.
Took long enough to discover,
I was not a slave to relapse,
But merely,
A keeper of plagues,
In order to reflect.
A destroyer of dishonesty,
In efforts to eliminate confusion.
Aware and dismayed,
Joyous and timid,
Redistributed at whatever cost.


 

Welcome 5/5/15

Come and share your light,

The radiance is always welcome...

For some reason or another,

Composure is sometimes forced

To ward off the inclination of questioning

From the outsider...

In efforts to,

In most respects, 

Conserve your empathy.

Impulse Insinuates your innate desire to care,

You beautiful human.

But some things are better left secret,

As an attempt to reinforce amends with the self.  

I'll figure it out.

No need for you and I to wallow.

I'd much rather talk about 

How softly the rain fell yesterday...

And the ways your sense of humor 

Makes the moment. 

Worthy,

We are worthy of saving ourselves from worry.

All You'll Ever Need

Enchanted wanderer,
Without tension,
In dreams,
Swift,
Incandescent. 

She ascends from physical presence,
Entering a realization,
Once again,
The doubt retracts back,
Intimidated by the stare unleashed by
Bold black eyes.

There is no more suffering,
Only a multitude of faces
To remind,
Of the place she stands,
Of all that she is surrounded by. 

Another chance,
Again,
We are walking in the direction desired,
Ever since I could remember,
This content is all she's ever wanted.
She and I,
All one in the same,
Aware of the nurturing neglected for too long,
Acknowledging what would come,
If we did not find the courage to begin again.

Be silent,
In these times,
There is no greater advantage,
Than tuning into all that pulses,
Stimulus,
Gorgeous emissions from those who have learned to see.

Don't forget to listen,
For this,
Is all you'll ever need.

Extinguished: 11/20/2014

Take me,
Before I sink into unfathomable depths.
Yes...
It is true,
We may get over what ails us so,
But there is no denying
The initial impact of a realization.
The cheap attempts at degradation in which
The mind had perfected.

Take me,
Wonderful rain and winds of agony.
In all your urgency,
You heal unseen damage,
Extinguish the slightest suffering.
Return within, air with water's scent.
Captivated by a stillness,
Paralyzing all disdain.
Even if just for a brief moment,
Reality is halted for the sake of continuing composure,
For what has already occurred,
And for what has yet to.
One gaze upon your starry face
Ensues immediate release of all those words,
Said, only to disturb the peace.
A readdressing is in order,
To the unadvertised relation with earth.

Bodies will find ways to disappoint,
If careless enough.
Products of our socialized environment,
As each day passes.
We feel the weight of future's existence.

We are,
Surely on our way to salvaging what is left.
But evidence has shown,
The hope is wanted dead.
Pressing desires for material possessions,
Stimulate desperate measures,
Defending the lethal treatment, 
Sealing away sacrifices,
As justification for cementing a slyly cultivated cyclical stagnancy.

Watch the shadows carefully,
As they shift before your very conscience.
Always watching.
Always on time,
To lure you further into your indecisiveness.
Fear is the intent.
Uncertainty is the target,
But it is uncertain we shall always remain,
Until new discoveries are made to propel us into another era of questioning.

We do not exist to remain broken. 
Rejuvenation is purpose and the law to survival.

Negotiations: 10/2/2011

Undetected turmoil forms diligently in silence...
In the subtle cries of human rights, stolen,
Refurbished, then sold at a filthy price.
The denied have sought purpose,
Stirred undisturbed regulations,
They now question a democracy,
   Failing, 
       Fading.
 Perverted and polluted by greed.

You cannot compare yourself to I, me, one.
       Corporation,
It takes a group of scheming minds for you to function.
Abused, you have, overused your power.
Set liberty ablaze,
Laughed while you watched us stand
Obediently beneath you.
Purposed a toast to good fortune,
Referring to fortune already stolen...

How may I say this without blind resentment?
Enough to see you dwindle in your corruption.
Enough to have you suffer as we've suffered.
Slaves to a system in which we were, intentionally,
Not taught to fathom in hopes of civil complacency.
In hopes of watching the working class
Slowly perish without question.
At the expense of your polished private jet.
At the expense of too many costly secrets, intended, to be unheard.

Venture on this journey with us.
Change is an undeniable must in order to effectively prosper and grow.
The only excuse for any denial of such,
Is plainly an act of selfishness,
         Unjust.
 It's obvious you are not accustomed to comprehend
The requests laid at your doorstep.
For you've never had to wonder,
If this week's check will carry you to the next,
If your family will be well fed or fed if even.
     Never,
Have you gazed into your spouse's eyes,
Searching for the strength to console their loss of a twenty five year long job,
     Never...
Has the breaking point been so apparent.
We would destroy one another before considering a fair resolution because
After all, fair is fair...
Fair is equality,
Free from contradiction,
And favor's no sort of superiority.
It demands community.

The illusive token we consider currency,
Dwindles in quantity,
Triples by the popularity of the celebrity,
Weighing ever so dangerously.
Passivity is priority.
The rest doesn't get rewarded without a plague to follow.

We can be beautiful if you allow it.
We can flourish if you wish.
Let us revive common sense,
Consider the negotiation valid.
Return what we were never rightfully given,
          Comprehend,
Your people can no longer survive on anything less.

Within

Maybe they criticize for lack of understanding...
And maybe the misunderstood feel isolated because of the widening void,
The careless presence of ignorance,
The reason hope remains overly diminished.

When mercy is absent,
Everyone suffers.
When most remain stagnant,
Such a tendency may only further distort the solutions sought after...
But why go,
Out of your way,
To miss the point instead,
To cast away,
An opportunity to learn
From someone who does not think like you?
Rather, cherish the instance.
There is always a piece of information omitted,
That keeps the individual protected.
Stained glass exterior identities,
Fragile and delicate,

If only we'd find out sooner,
Nothing is certain.
Tension eases by the presence of connection,
Distance creates delusion.
Too focused on comparing qualities,
Countless shortcomings,
That you've missed the very essence,
Of what this existence has always been about.

The ground we all walk is undetermined.
Therefore,
Love when the urge springs to dwell.
Reflect,
When there's nothing left but a mind, home to echoes,
Providing the finest environment,
For inner interaction,
Beneficial,
Exalted,
The overlooked remedy,
Can be experienced by one concentrated retreat,
Gaze within,
When sickened by the piercing reality.

Forward

Ventured to a place,

Far from reality.

Delved right into a glistening wall,

Shimmering and cool.

Felt the wash of refreshing air,

Passed over,

As though suddenly,

Unearthed.

No wind,

And no blinding light.

Only glow,

Only fire flies.

Sight deceives well,

In this realm.

What once was,

Still attempts to make it's presence felt.

What no longer lives,

Walks through corridors,

Reaches out to touch,

Sending shivers down limbs,

Right before the awakening.

Resume daily routine,

Operate,

Speak,

Carry,

Love,

Reinforce,

Absorb,

Run,

Like the sun will not return.

The yearning never stops.

Nor do the impulses to be better.

Confusion comes in waves.

But still,

Fight to protect and keep your soul sane,

Even in the midst of immense doubt.

Matter

Get up.
Disrupt the fear you feel with intellect.
Dismantle the anxiety
Of failing, 
By failing,
Over and over,
Until discoveries reveal themselves.

Ride with ferocity,
Embrace the uncertainty,
Evoke majesty,
A stare,
May tear down walls,
But a single word,
May replenish the garden.

Time has never been so cruel.
Only as it is currently dwindling,
Do we tend to ignore it's presence.
Now, 
Stares in mirrors 
Return a blank face of what was endured.
Thus far,
Still Secure.
Thus far,
The sighs may still be heard in the distance of a suppressed memory.

Like daylight,
The motivation to hold on tight to dignity,
Never weakens nor halts in the perishing of the sky.

In flames,
In deep ocean,
In the vastness of space,
Who am I to underestimate my humanity?
When I am the child of the very matter that surrounds me.

Rediscover

What are you saying,
When you say this is forever,
Truly...
What are you wanting in that single effort
Of wishful fulfillment.
Truly,
You cannot be so sure
Of a choice in which the outcome is far from secure.

Now tell me,
How you  intend to safeguard this love... forever.
Ensure,
How thoroughly such thoughts have been reviewed,
And what you plan to do, if one day,
The promise of forever,
Suddenly seems harder to produce.

            Quite simply,
It is not wise to accumulate immense hope for the unknown.
Many have endured suffering over hope ill-spent.
Suppressed by the very heartache they inflicted
Upon themselves,
Despite having had complete control all along
Over the amount of tears fallen,
Over the hours of sleep forgotten,
Over the depth to which you've sunken...

It is merely
Our visceral curse.
A condition,
Which, slowly,
Reverses with time.
And yet still,
We remain sworn to it
Like the deepest devotion.
Strikingly sobered,
At the mere mention of
Senses ceasing.

But if this forever,
Is a promise you'd be willing to sacrifice for,
Than who am I
To deny such a bold attempt,
Of endless rediscovering...
In all your wonder.
I am yours without hesitation,

Question no longer.

Gaze

Phasing in and out,
Swaying in sync with the rhythms
Surrounding,
Altering perspective,
Diminishing anxiety...
Allowing the next chapter to commence.

The moment you begin to take negative emissions personally,
Is the moment you may have gone too far.
Though our experiences have been separate,
It does not make us different,
But merely,
Members of consent to a game we all know too well,
At least now we may begin
To adequately categorize,
The truth from the deceit.

Finding solace in the silence,
Is greatly underestimated.

The only way out,
Is through the eyes of another.
For how can you have any realizations,
Without ever having stepped outside the comforting skin of the body,
An almost ideal seclusion,
Until your own thoughts begin to haunt your insides.

Too emotional,
The she-creature,
Remaining too misinterpreted,
Momentary self-loathing is the culprit.

The recipe for shame has been perfected here.
              Within... 
Sometimes,
For motivations entirely assumed and ill-reasoned.

Simply take caution,
Before becoming overtaken.
Feel the imbalance with some degree of limitation,
For all other prideful options,
Result in irrational numbness,
Or a series of relentless tirades,
Each speech new,
Yet similar to the preceding.

How can one change,
Without first,
Challenging the act of thinking?

Endless

This is my decree to you.

That we keep this love sacred and divine,

Just like that moment in the beginning

Now, a constant reinterpreted feeling,

I am fulfilled by your presence.

I am stunned by your passion.

Your ability to still press, even when weakened by exterior forces,

Still,

You are prevalent.

A light that never blinds,

A fire that never extinguishes,

I have made a home inside of you,

And you,

In me…

The future is all that is worth saving.

Molded by the present moment.

If you accept my existence,

If you choose to pursue rather than neglect,

Choose understanding over confusion,

Knowledge over fear,

Then there is nothing left to loose but the opportunity

     To be content,

Bask in the harmony of the ultimate unity.

A love,

Unquestionable…

Where moments of hesitance cease to exist

Since there lies no other alternative,

Than to work till the evil is foreseeable enough to be defeated,

Before the sun sets on potential solutions,

Waiting to be revered,

And will prove worthy if successfully secured.

I die and fall by energy ill-spent,

Let us be the epitome of existence redefined,

The hope in each others eyes,

Reassuring, we will were always meant to see this through…

When the dawn sheds upon this weary neck,

I will always come back to you.

Rejuvenate

You create,
Dissipate sorrow with patience,
Beautiful,
She is brave...
Like a bold promise,
She rarely falters.

Lovely,
Friends come together to exchange gazes,
Share fading illusions,
Reinforcing the very air we breath in the others presence.

Wonderment settles
While turning a shoulder to glance
At what the life lived appears to be,
Past faces engraved,
Memories resurrected like video tapes.

Too long,
Has she been sitting upon a rock in the middle of the river.
Contemplating worth,
Discussing courage with the water.

So long...
And it is as if so much time had hardly passed.
When a duty calls so helplessly,
She cannot stray from rejuvenating tendencies.
She can anticipate the strain she imposes on her own mind.
All that is conceived,
A devotion to remedy.
At whatever cost.

Here,
There are whispers attempting to falter the heart.
They say she is fruitless,
Barren,
Too fearful to ascend.

When suddenly, she rises to reveal her face.
A smile radiates,
Slowly,
As she leaps,
Returning to the emerald abyss.

Unintended

We live in a world where it is quite simple
To withhold information...

Persuaded to feed delusions,
A specially designed destruction,
And yet,
Nothing more than a relentless cycle,
Perpetuated by the enticing mantra,

"Sever yourselves from dependence,
In doing so, you shall have success,
All you need have worry of,
Is proclaiming your repentance,
Succumb to your yearning for
Forgiveness in the sinful state..."

All of this,
In spite of never knowing truly,
If the act you carried out is worthy,
of forgiving in the first place.
Not to mention,
worth remembering...
What might be worst than automated acknowledgment,
Is the complete denial of the human condition.

Is this truly where our godly master would have us end?
Submerged by the innate shame,
With nowhere to repent besides the house of spirit,
Only to bring us back to the tears
We surely recognize...

How may we,
Explain to our fellow species,
Power awaits our command to be manifested,
Remitted and redistributed,
                    Displayed and practiced,
By the harnessing of ensuring forces...

Entirely free of senseless judgement.

See,
Though your slurs may reference my name,
I could never take offense.

When you look this direction with violence in your gaze,
You have already lent a clue to your condition before words were cast.
Therefore,
Since all of this was never personal to begin with,

All that should sensibly live is acceptance.

For how could we even begin to convict,
Without first realizing the contradiction of
Such intentions,
Seemingly intended,
Out of a shear cry for attention.
A cry,
For which we can surely trace the origination.

I love you in all your frailness.
Might we mend each other's sorrows once again?
Like we once did when all that stood before us was luscious land.
When we could not afford to be selfish,
When we were blood by respect.
Bound to the vegetation,
Bountiful,
The seasoned horizons,
Interchanging,
Challenging our plasticity.

We were once one.
But as of late,
I fear you may have forgotten...