Wednesday, July 22, 2015

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.


Monday, July 6, 2015

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.

Soul Speak