6 Simpleps

ToMadness

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EdshuAn old man sat next to me one day in the park

“Hey there young fellow, you up for a lark?”

I shot this man a curious glance

“What the hell” I thought，I’ll take a chance

He walked to the path a placed down a coin

A crooked smile he sent, than with me again he did join

Of just what would happen I was told

As before my eyes the events began to unfold

The sequence anticipated worked out a treat

A half dozen people were soon off their feet

On his ideas he would soon elaborate

In a short time great plans we would collaborate

I listened carefully as he began to show

What underlines nature and how all things flow

We worked well together I must confess

Great joy we took from the fruits of success

Then one day I saw him no more

But the seed had been planted, he’d opened the door

On my laurels I could not rest

Eager to pass my very first test

I used a coin too to make the occasion

Excited and nervous in anticipation

With meticulous detail I carefully planned

Soon an occupied port-a-loo was buried in sand

At what had occurred all were confused

As I walked away secretly amused

To free up the toilet the people did strive

And as expected the man came out alive

For the time being I was satisfied

But more I needed I must confide

Bored again, oh how my heart wrenched

The nectar was sweet but the thirst wasn’t quenched

From failures and success over time I did learn

How to satisfy these feeling I yearn

Now many years have passed and I’m quite old

Not a moment regretted if truth be told

The time has come to pass on the sword

To hunt down someone who is feeling quite bored

A waste it would be for this to end

A like minded person I need to befriend

How to find this individual that is sought

And rather soon now as my time is now short

This task is by no means easy

The notions suggested make many feel queasy

But alas I have spotted him as the sky’s getting dark

“Hey there young fellow, you up for a lark?”

I be Me and you be You

Okay it’s time to step into the grove

For I have something to prove

Despite my youth, my extreme lack of age

I approach locked doors with refrained rage

I’ve seen this world from so many angles

You move in circles whilst I in triangles

For with them one can lay an excellent foundation

Some are scared to leave their town, I’m looking at the next nation

And truth be told I’m part thespian

By the split second I change personality again and again

For there’s an ideal approach to every situation

And I know what is best to receive adulation

I’m not a fraud, merely an actor

And an excellent judge of character

Following spirals back to their start

There is no role that I can’t play the part

For you won’t find my ambitions sitting on the shelf

I’m not precarious, just true to myself

There quite a lot in the head on these shoulders

I’m more than capable of shifting large boulders

You see me as fragile and think I’m absurd

But to remove the obstacle just requires the right word

For all of my travels I’ve amassed great wisdom

Slowly but surely forging my own kingdom

Still awaiting the queen to place on the throne

Who can comprehend and appreciate just what is shown

For the world is quite different if you look through my eyes

When you know what I do you can command the skies

But I won’t do it, won’t show you me

Unless I’m certain you’ll let things be

For the world will be just a little bit crueler

If your intentions are to become just another ruler

For the first thing that you must learn to see

Is that you should only move through space that is free

For anger and resistance you will surely meet

If you’re forever stepping on peoples feet

You might be surprised by all the ample space

When you step outside and leave this beloved rat race

And concede to yourself that life is all about time

Being happy with yourself is far from a crime

It can be difficult being free to not be envied

To lessen this your wisdom can help them get freed

From the fears and walls existing in their mind

And it takes just a second to stop and be kind

So pause for a minute and heed my advice

People will let you be free so long as you’re nice

Hawaiian Shirt and a Bullet-proof VestI painted myself into a corner and waited till it dried

So bored I was watching it a thought I might have died

But time did pass and the colour came out

The end result I never did doubt

I left the last section completely undone

My own little reminder of my fun

You see while the face was blank the mind still ticked

Again all that observed had been left tricked

For standing in the corner all on my own

My understanding of the world had grown

As the dust settles I've time on my hands

Crossing the t's of all of my plans

Silence consumes and empty mind

Inside that of a sage there's plenty to find

Locked in a cage awaiting to break free

Paying attention to all that I see

The guards talk so freely, thinking I'm trapped

More and more of their knowledge I've sapped

It would be foolish to taunt them whilst still in this cage

This position I'm in is susceptible to their rage

My palace is being build somewhere far behold their eyes

Inside my treasure already lies

But the walls are not finished and there's still a draft

So I'll just continue sitting here looking daft

It's ironic that it's me who's paying these guards

As they spit at me and fill my food with shards

Will I seek vengeance and reveal my true form?

I will I let them continue the norm?

Why when my castle awaits

Should I bother with them and their miserable fates?

Without TitleWhen to look forward and when to look back

Mistakes caused by ignorance can be cut some slack

Benevolence lurks in the minds of few creatures

Superficial behaviour more regularly features

Empty the mind so it can be refilled

Another perspective, another fear quelled

More ideas obtained from a new insight

Preparing oneself for the next new fight

At first understanding is just plain perplexing

But once comprehended I’m left vexing

Towards those who prosper from malice and spite

Believing all they do is just and right

But angry at them I can not remain

Working against them would drive me insane

The best I can do is ignore and avoid

At not become another droid

So much beauty in the world today

So many reasons to stay

It’s futile and fruitless to seek out utopia

When so many people fall victim to myopia

No one is seeking to bring forth the end

Everyone needs someone to befriend

You can’t understand heat without knowing the cold

Nor appreciate youth without seeing the old

Time will separate the loud from the wise

From those who object and those who antagonise

Tragedy is merely a point of view

Look beyond yourself and you’ll see what holds true

The violence of nature is nothing if not fair

Everyone and everything earning its share

Pain, suffering and death must visit us all

What matters most is the desire to get up after the fall

Flesh prisonWith the universe I want to mesh

But alas I'm still trapped inside this flesh

I've had to curb all my expectations

As this damn body has too many limitations

Forgot to eat again so my stomach rumbles

Took a bad pill again so my mind tumbles

Damn consciousness, it's too restricting

There are no surprises because I'm always predicting

And observing how to each stimulus the body will react

Doing what it must to remain intact

I've tried just about everything to escape

Though at the end of the day I'm still this ape

There is so much out there for me to explore

The universe is vast, so much to adore

But I'm stuck here in this flesh cage

Unable to get out I'm filling up with rage

The closest I can get to escaping all these lies

Is to just lie back and close my eyes

Separate myself from all sensation

And wait patiently for another revelation

It may take awhile but it will arrive

To gain a new understanding of what it means to be alive

I'm about to sneeze so my nose twitches

I neglect my hygiene so my foot itches

This is a prison not a vessel

There is no comfortable place for me to nestle

But ironically without it I won't know a thing

Wouldn't see that car or here that phone ring

It's the only way with the world I can interact

So I guess I should be appreciative of this fact

And my body's complaints I aggressively resist

But without it I just would not exist

Primitive argumentReturning again to the scene of old crimes

Tracing back steps and overlooking old times

To be honest I hold very little remorse

What’s done is done, just part of the course

My beliefs and ideals might be somewhat unorthodox

But why not look a little closer at this alleged paradox

Is everything simply just black and white?

What do you know to say what is right?

I care very little for it and leave the bounds of the norm

Look a little closer into the tea cup and you’ll see the storm

For the here and now my actions may be disrespectful

But to what I’ve seen I’ve had more than a gutful

Too many are blissfully unaware of there surrounds

Eyes trained on glitter, ears on pleasant sounds

It’s come to be like this for a reason not simple ‘because’

I know for a fact this isn’t how it’s always been in Oz

Take a minute to look at the events that defines

If you just stop and look you’ll see the signs

That point rather clearly to the interests that motivate

Manipulating and observing, as to their ends they navigate

I care not that I’m hated but frustrated not to be understood

Could you look back and understand when everything made was stone and wood

For it’s not really been that long since we abandoned the caves

There we’re tribal dances long before raves

I’ll state here and now fro what I am seeing

No matter how you size it up your still a primal being

So drop the façade of the so called sophistication

And look beyond the realm of your education

So time and care have been given to prepare your feast

That doesn’t mean shit, you’re still a beast

Though systems and logic carry some sway

They’re not the rules that end up governing your day

All’s said and done your highly emotive

It’s not that hard to convince you to give

Appeal to the senses to win over hearts

That’s how it’s come to be, that’s how it starts

Agent BlueFrom time to time I’ll pop up on the radar

Who’s to say for sure I’m not an invader

I’ll pick the right time and place to defile

All adding up to create my profile

Am I something to fear?

Or an obstruction to jeer?

At the end of the day it doesn’t really matter

As it’s my head, not my wallet that’s getting fatter

Stepping out into the land of giants

Just an observer for now, watching the tyrants

Understanding the game and learning the rules

Choosing my cards whilst forging my own tools

Staying agile as I sift through the papers

Still taking some time out to participate in a few capers

To baffle and confuse and question my stability

Creating illusions to mask my true capability

Impatient as I am I have wisdom as a virtue

Keeping a level head I’ll find a way through

Trapped on an island but it’s just for a moment

As they’re hopeful this time will cause me to lament

But let’s face facts and look at what’s true

AS far as my life goes I’ve nothing better to do

Stand for the crowd and be shouted down a fool

It’s stands more to reason to stay away from that pool

Splinter were necessary and create new tangents

That’s how I’ll play this one ladies and gents

Why open the eyes of the undisturbed

When this is short sighted and the effects are curbed

There’s already people inside, many involved

Shifting there thought patterns is how it will be solved

Within their own structures allegiances are shifted

My ideas become know with barely a finger lifted

Chaos behind the scene, the world’s rather fickle

And my own thoughts and actions are barely a trickle

Into the pool of thoughts, the realm of potential’s

But I want those to remember what are the essentials

Freedom of thought and the opportunity to reach goals

And not always having others hands’ on the controls

Whilst an individual is capable of producing the worst

We need not come down heavy handed for every outburst

The problem of scarcity is not over bearing

But when at other’s luxuries one is always glaring

One gets out of joint

And misses the point

To just consume blindly and follow the Jones’

You don’t help yourself, you’re just feeding your owners

In our current state a free mind is a danger

And it’s not likely we’ll find another babe in a manger

But if we could even up the field

More widely distribute the yield

Problems become less and less frequent

And our race can once again be eloquent

For I’m sick of all the greed

And knees on necks of those in need

Witnessing all this my heart rages

As I feel spiritually we’re back in the Dark Ages

So many advances have been made by our species

But we’re all still paranoid about our neighbours faeces

And act as if our own carries no scent

When from this hypocrisy will we ever relent

As a whole organism our species is quite daft

If we needed another arc we’d barely manage a raft

By our own actions from the whole we’ve all severed

Poisoning our eternal supply I’m left seeing red

On fears and insecurity the machine is feeding

Flash up a few images and the masses are left needing

Slapped around by the alleged invisible hand

While it’s outline is faint, someone’s in command

So who’s doing what to perpetuate this tragedy?

And what’s the key to making it hold steady?

Let them be aware when I again find my zone

I’m more the capable of going this alone

This race could continually slip forever

And the chains and shackles to which they tether

Can hold this facade up forever more

But I’m going to step up and address the chore

SO the masses lack education and foresight

That’s no reason to abandon the fight

There is still plenty of hope for all of our spawn

In time the notion of change will dawn

SO incite the infected and wise up the ‘in’

To get them to look a little closer at their master’s sin

Despotism, Nepotism, Monarchy and the Senate

Each caters to some whilst others slip through the net

Some say this game will never end

Others wait, the Messiah God will send

I say shut up or step up to the plate

Move to the wheel’s centre and control your own damn fate

Infinite ShadingI'm sorry if from what you're doing I've just disturbed

But I just found out something that left me extremely perturbed

I only just now obtain the answers I had sought

And nothing now is quite what I thought

I don't exactly know where to place the blame

But when I looked in the mirror just now things weren't the same

Just when exactly did something turn this curse on?

That in actual fact I'm more than one person

Just how many I have not yet discovered

There is still a lot of pieces out there to be uncovered

All this time I thought that I was just one

But for all I know I could be everyone under the sun

And this situation it seems I can not reverse

Plus there's another aspect that is even worse

Throughout my travels I carry but one face

But the people I am changes at every time and place

To have to live this way seems unjust, a crime

Especially being several people all at the same time

And now that I've become aware of this fact

I'm a little uncertain as to how I should act

I'll admit that I would be somewhat relieved

If I understood how from each person I'm perceived

But there are too many of you all, too many I say

Remembering all this would consume each and every day

I'll have to accept this and just follow my course

And do my best to use hindsight without any remorse

The only alternative is to lock myself in my room

But with all that idle time, my paranoia will consume

And leave me deeper and darker then my current state

I think I'll avoid this at almost any rate

When I was just me everything was straight forward

Begging your indulgence but can I please return M'Lord?

I don't wish to have to keep in tune to every new trend

I have a fair idea as to how that would all end

With me a step behind alone and confused

I prefer it my way, detached and amused

So some old women when they see me cross the street

Or the occasional maid throws herself at my feet

Or the odd disgruntled male sizes me up for a fight

Why should I always have to second guess what is right?

If I myself fall victim to bewilderment

Discovering the truth? What's there to prevent?

And to be on the lookout for a brand new rumour

Is the pettiest way to obtain ones humour

But people still do this none the less

Which angers me greatly I must confess

Having to utter every sentence with restraint and control

Trying to starve these gossipers is taking its toll

Do I have to be so many people out of love?

Heavens no, it's for all the reasons mentioned above

I seem to be trapped in a problem that's cyclical

But why should I if people are not reciprocal?

So love me or hate me its all just the same

But I refuse to participate in this silly game

Sinner or saint, fraud or the real

You're all the same now, I'll do as I feel

Tails of TalesI think I’m becoming a little remorseful

Of life’s sweet fruit I’ve had but a morsel

My mind is slowly filling up with dread

Why can’t I take that damn woman to bed?

I’m practically perfect of that there’s no dispute

But for each new advance, a more creative refute

I’d thought by now her resistance would’ve dissolved

By each time she seems more and more resolved

I know deep down for me she does yearn

So why is she being so goddamn stubborn?

A new course of action is now required

To get in the pants of this girl that’s desired

There are other avenues of course

But long ago I ruled out brute force

I’ve played it cool and being rather nice

So now it’s time to exploit her worst vice

Okay, so afterwards she’ll feel resentment

And towards that I do carry some sentiment

But with tolerance exhorted my patience’s run dry

If I don’t get inside her I think that I’ll die

Well, perhaps that’s going into extremes

But she crossed the line, she entered my dreams

Not content with just haunting me on earth

It is her not I that gave this madness birth

I’m not out seeking vengeance

Just a return to independence

For she holds my sanity in a prison

And gloated as my anger has risen

Now for either of us there is no escape

I must enter that holy gape

What follows is of no real consequence

For then these feeling will make some sense

Now the plan is in motion, the sets been made

Any moment now she will be laid

Stretched across her face is a look of delusion

Though I’m sure soon it will be replaced by confusion

But I’m justified here as I’ve stated above

It’s not about me it's about pure love

Huh, not unexpected, but that was rather brief

And to make matters worse I feel no relief

Indulging in the moment, which I rather enjoyed

But it didn’t work at all, didn’t feel the void

Something was stirred in me, an answer I sought

But I feel no different, it’s all being for naught

Now lying next to me with such a cute face

I’ve a new burden from this act of disgrace

How best to now tell her how I feel

When I’m no surer if what I’d said was real

This didn’t quite work as anticipated

I was fully expecting to be feeling elated

Her smile now stabs deep into my chest

As her left hand plays coyly with her breast

She still looks heavenly under this lighting

And her words still sound sweet and inviting

I’m no closer as to what I want from this girl I adore

Perhaps the best solution is that we do it once more

Your Call Lieutenant

Lieutenant where to next?

I’m feeling a little vexed

These last few days have been fruitful

But I’m feeling like a tired fool

I need a little time to digest

And my body could use some rest

Perhaps we could just slow the pace

And shave this growth off my face

My responsibilities I’m not trying to shirk

I’m more than happy to continue the work

Just a few moments to lose myself in my head

And adjust my mind to incorporate the new dread

Evaluate it against the desires and hope

Then I’ll again be ready to cope

Some rest I ask

To assist the next task

For I don’t want to stop

Nor desire to drop

Off the ball and spiral into despair

Stuck looking out a window in a prozac stare

I’ll suck it all in and swallow my pride

Strap myself in and continue the ride

Absorbing life to learn, to understand

Defying the latest new brand

To see past the logo and look at the chain

What they create and what they drain

For it’s all an intricate web

The occasional flow followed by the corresponding ebb

But rest assured when it’s all said and done

We’ll help ensure that the right team has won

Do as I say not as I do So you've issued a rite

Declaring me a hypocrite

Well my dear that's known by all

Did you expect to initiate my fall?

So I say one thing and do another

Am I really that different from any other?

Yes you are right, that's beside the point

But please calm down, don't get all out of joint

If you'd observed me then you'd understand

That my life as it stands is far from grand

For the benefit of our humble race

We need a subject for a test case

And I'm not one to pass on the buck

So I bleed a little, who gives a fuck?

I'll take the bullet so that others need not

Do you remember the last time you where shot?

In hindsight one may wonder what could be

So I'll help them out, they can look at me

And let them insert themselves and judge

But against themselves they hold no grudge

But here is something for you to swallow

I'm a damn hard act to follow

For though I still circum to my vices

It is because of this my advice is

Based on something that has some merit

So others can learn from my own regret

How did you obtain the knowledge you use?

From someone who had something to lose

Or feed you a lie, for their own benefit they own what you “choose”

You've no real experiences because you always avoid

So don't get upset if I think you're just a droid

But yes you are right I'm full of shit

But I won't change so just deal with it

Sanity is just my part time job So you say I'm an oddball?

Well better that then a drawl

No need to be vindictive

Because I'm not predictive

Each to his own is what I say

Besides I haven't done anything to ruin your day

Truth be told the whole world is mad

But that's hardly a reason to feel sad

I myself am just out for a laugh

So I may walk, jump or even strafe

To remind myself of just what can be

Some of the ideas I've entertain have left me with glee

For what it's worth I do know restrain

If I hurt another what is there to gain?

Some are close minded and get a little bit peeved

But deep down inside themselves there actually relieved

For if someone can survive who is out of his mind

Then they themselves, their answers they can find

It could be misinterpreted that I am possessed

But they couldn't begin to fathom the information I've processed

Writing bad cheques just to see where they're cashed

Each time from the bearer tongue I'm severely lashed

I care little for my hide is quite thick

Some try to catch me out but I'm too damn quick

I seldom lie, but with the truth I'm economical

I may not be an idiot just because I'm riding a tricycle

Feeding on preconceptions

Creating more misconceptions

So in a few minds I'll drop down a notch

Well I guess that's less people who'll invite me for scotch

But all around us there is just too much humour

I know because I'm occasionally the subject of rumour

Think what you will and do what you like

You want a new car, me, I'll take a bike

Or even a unicycle, I sort of wanted to learn

But what it takes to make you happy is not my concern

Consider me, in making your thoughts overall?

Why would you do that, I'm just an oddball

Let the dog get his own damn bone 

A scene that presented itself today explain  if you can

Why we feed dogs and pigeons before our fellow man

Is tit that we truly conform to Neitchze

In the belief that some men are a subspecies

I pass no judgement, I've done the same

Are these people themselves alone to blame?

Is it because we couldn't care less

Or believe that there not helpless

Unlike the dogs, cats and gulls

Who have very little inside there skulls

And compared to the animals you can't refute

That some people just ain't that cute

Against these people we've built up a resistance

Believing that they should survive without assistance

But in the confines of a society does it even makes sense

To believe there is such thing as complete independence?

We're all here playing this game of barter

Do you deserve more if you're deemed smarter?

'It's not my problem, I'm not bad'

'That person just has nothing to add'

'His presences is not just undesired'

'It's completely and utterly unrecquired'

Money judges how much anyone is worth

But what about in context to the earth?

Too much lately I've come to see

That the motive for much is summed up as 'me'

When you get done to the nitty gritty

Our minds really aren't all that pretty

Devolution pays the bills I went to school and filled my head with knowledge

So that I could walk tall and avoid all the dredge

But now that I'm out it's not as expected

Nothing learnt at school is in the real world reflected

As the theories count for naught

I have to forget just about all I was taught

For school acts on principles and ideals

Put those professors in the real world to see how it feels

Because people are in reality reluctant and fearful

There's little left for me to be cheerful

What I came to learn could have worked well

But in past successes too many people dwell

Resting on the laurels of those before them

Coming across someone who wants change is seldom

So I'll keep what I know enclosed in my head

I need to eat too; I don't want to end up dead

So I'll take a step back and slow right down

Swimming or treading, either way I won't drown

I can accept how things have come to be

And that at the end of the day all I have is me

But why waste my energy is nothing will change

If new thoughts and ideas are beyond many people's range

I can survive standing on me head and walking on my hands

Gliding through life watching mountains return to the sands

Why should I care that I wasted my time getting an education

I'll listen to theirs but live with my own generation

I'm in no danger of becoming obsolete

Living in this world is an easy feat

So I won't waste my time looking for problems to solve

I've I want to fit in I just have to devolve

Osama bin GoldsteinDeep down inside something isn’t sitting right

I feel pain and anger but I don’t know how to fight

I don’t even know my problem let alone the root of the cause

And in the course of my day I’ve no time to pause

Reflect on the things that have create my pain

I need an answer, I need a god damn name

Someone must be doing this, singling me out

But without a face I have too much doubt

I don’t have time to just sit and ponder

I don’t have time to go off and wonder

To look for the pieces of my own misery

Surely someone has already solved this mystery?

But I can see all around me that I’m not alone

It’s many not just me who’s anger has grown

So tell my please for I have not the time

Who is the person responsible for the crime?

My teeth are almost a paste as they continue to grate

Hurry up and tell me who I should hate

If I know you’re doing everything to bring the guy down

Then I can go on day by day and continue to drown

So long as I know in time he’ll be gone

And I will be happy some time later on

Agent ChangeReturning to the scenes of old crimes

Tracing back steps and overlooking past times

To be honest I hold very little remorse

What’s done is done, just part of the course

My beliefs and ideas may be somewhat unorthodox

But who is looking closer at this paradox?

Nothing is as simple as just black and white

What do you know to say what is right?

I care very little for the bounds of the norm

Take a closer look at the teacup holding the storm

For the here and now my actions seem disrespectful

But I say “fuck you, I’ve had a gutful”

Too many are blissfully unaware of their surrounds

With eyes trained on glitter, and there ears for pleasant sounds

It’s like all this for a reason, not just simply “because”

It hasn’t always been this way here in Oz

Take a minute to look and the events that defines

If you’re a little skeptical you pick up on the signs

That point straight at the interests that motivate

Observing and manipulating as there desires are negotiate

I care not that I’m hated but frustrated not being understood

To bring us to the here and now think of things stone and wood

Since it hasn’t be that long since we abandoned the caves

There were tribal dances well before we started attending raves

I’ll state here and now from what I am seeing

I no more then you are still a primal being

So let’s drop this façade of so called sophistication

And look beyond the realm of our set education

So we’ve advanced to be able to prepare such a feast

That doesn’t mean shit; you’re still just a beast

Though systems and logic carry some sway

That’s not what rules you at the end of the day

All said and done your still highly emotive

It’s not all that hard to convince you to give

Appeal to your senses to win over your hearts

That’s how it’s come to be, that’s where it starts

Swallow some pride and look beyond your own existence

Look from above and see if your life still makes sense

Self Induced ComaWhat exactly is revealed in our dreams?

Perhaps that nothing’s quite what it seems

As we go about our business day by day

They can show the errors of our way

From the thoughts we try to hide

Showing us what’s truly inside

Sometimes they can be disturbing

Or help us when our enthusiasm is curbing

What we can't deny is their origin

Everything revealed comes from within

Connected to the collective subconscious, some say

Believing this may lead one astray

All are born in the depths of our mind

Making us aware of what we sometimes can’t find

From our experiences, they are all there

If you actually take the time to care

To put back the pieces to the puzzle

To free the hound from it’s muzzle

Allowing it to shout and yell

And to the world its intentions tell

But the real world is somewhat constricting

Too few actions, far too much time predicting

Of how our movements may effect those around us

But in our dreams there’s none of this fuss

Universes that often die when we wake

Showing us what’s real and what’s fake

Try as you might to yourself you can not lie

Even if you choose to let life pass you by

For an individual the options are vast

One aspect is avoiding mistakes of the past

But add to this the possibilities of what could be

Reminding us that we are truly free

At each new instant being presented with choice

Every one of us having our own voice

So the dreams do indeed have a vestige

And they carry a simple message

Don’t leave all your wishes on the shelves

This life we are granted is from none but ourselves

Cold Blooded ThrillerSo long ago now it stopped being fun

But it's not something one can stop once it's begun

Back then I felt something as their fears were realized

But that was quite a while ago now I just feel obliged

Past their self centered ranting and raven'

I've slipped into their precious safe haven

I've never even once caused any real harm

Just giving them a serious cause for alarm

For about the real world they bitch and moan

But they always shut up once they've been shown

A little bit of peace and a healthy respect

That from them, is all I expect

For their lives' they choice to ignore

So I show them that chaos is just out their front door

Held back by nothing more then some frayed rope

I could cut it with a butter knife, but they couldn't cope

Grabbing them by the elbows I take them to the edge

Then hold them dangling from the ledge

Let them see what below lurks

At this time their not thinking about company perks

Or who throughout their life they failed to impress

This abyss about to consume them is the problem they address

On occasion one would try to call my bluff

That's when they realize that I can get rough

Soon enough reality takes its toll

As they understand I'm firmly in control

Once they understand that life is not a game

I send them home, as they're no longer the same

I've learnt nothing from these people I taught

And I do what I do without second thought

Whilst my behaviour may be seen as being obscene

I feel nothing at all; it's just become a routine

Memories of these people never enter my head

Even if half of them want me dead

For they grow disenchanted; decide to give it a miss

As the only place they can find me is at the edge of the abyss

Skits and schisms Turn one way to see the innocence of youth

Twist my head slightly and catch a glimpse of the uncouth

What a somewhat weird and wonderful mix

Just kicking back and watching it I get my fix

To step outside and fathom just how it all fits

It’s not any harder then choosing where one sits

The complexity lying behind the here and now

If you watch long enough perhaps you’ll understand how

Some days it seems like it’s in perfect flow

The key to this beauty I want to know

Other days however my perception is darker

As nothing gels and all the contrasts are starker

Each has their own take on the situation

From what they filter of the scene and its duration

Sometimes these little misunderstandings are just amusing

Watching the parts, the whole and the following accusing

But when the matter leads to the presentation of a rifle

Over something that started out being incredibly trifle

Quickly to snowball to soon become too late

As neither party can find a way to articulate

About the basis the actions were foundered

Leaving the other completely floundered

To grasp a new concept in context to the mind’s framework

Taking the time to be calm and tolerant and not go berserk

How can anyone know exactly what was right

If so much existing occurred out of sight

Just show me the toddler in a world of his own

Before into a prejudice, self righteous prick he has grown

This little boy is so much easier to forgive

For he has barely had the chance to truly live

In due time he’ll learn what it means to conform

For now he is still innocent, later you can inform

Of how one must judge of what others will think

So that deeper and deeper into self denial he can sink

Or you could teach him that he is always right

And how he can back up his views with might

But all that can wait for some other day

For the time being just let the poor kid play

GaiaNo time allowed for the taste of serenity to savor

As Mother Nature calls for another favour

Why it’s me that’s she continues to ask

Is most likely because I’m up to the task

Once again my own desires put on hold

Until I’ve completed what I’ve been told

Tempting me forth as she alone knows how

To create or defuse yet another row

When it comes to fruition I’m left with the pieces

As they ad to my own problems my tolerances decreases

I’m slowly beginning to understand how it works out

But to the usefulness of my role I’m left in doubt

There are so many more that are willing to fight

What makes her think that I’ll get it right?

Taking her abuse and weathering the storm

Desiring to one day to reintegrate with the norm

But when the weather becomes mild

I’m still left exiled

Pushed farther away from my race

Waking to the vanquishment of my personal space

No pat on the shoulder for a job well done

No “same again next year, heck this has been fun”

Just a hand on the wrist

Giving an unpleasant twist

To plug me back into the machine

And a plethora of questions as to where I have been

Silently shuffling through in an attempt to integrate

Back with the blinkers on and just looking straight

But she’ll find me again and hand me my sword

And she’ll do it forever because I ask not for a reward

I wish with my whole heart she had eyes to see

Because all of this effort is slowly killing me

I Think I Did It Again I thought she seemed happy but the surface was unscratched

I accidentally made a cut and now she just appears detached

As if she's pretending not to care that someone knows

But I can see through that, she's scared I'll expose

I want to see more but I'm to nervous to burrow

Expecting it to cause some kind of furrow

From the little I've seen that's inside her head

I'm starting to get filled with a sense of dread

Not for myself as I'm completely unaffected

But this woman's life is nothing I expected

It started out like so many I have know

But along the way in a different direction it's grown

But here it's the norm, quite common place

She actually told me this with a completely straight face

Where I dwell I've no doubt on her own she'd thrive

But here she had to do what she did just to survive

I thought it was independence that we all thirst

But no not here, it's family first

A young woman here is incredibly restricted

I've no idea of what they've been pre- convicted

They get the short end of a very long stick

But it won't change because blood is too thick

I saw her again when the weather was mild

Out about walking with husband and child

As not yet two, his world was all a thrill

But the faces of his parents gave me a chill

I couldn't see love, but I'm sure there is some there

The car I was in was too fast, no more time I could glare

The boy had taken something from them they could never get back

The courage to defy their elders, the both of them lack

Each new day I find a reason to curse what they fucking call "face"

If they'd open their eyes they'd see it's hindering their race

But of course it's never as simple as it looks

I've got no answers, just a pile of books

To see a bright young woman forced to abandon her dreams

I can't feel happy no matter how warm the sun beams

To make it worse she's hiding her sadness when she sees me

For with each careless word I mutter, I remind her what it is to be free

I once asked some questions on which see reflected

And a sudden change in her demeanor I detected

But how quickly her body again betrayed her sorrow

As her thoughts of yesteryear are overwhelmed of that of tomorrow

For most of my life I've gone out of my way to assist

Against harsh realties, I've learnt to persist

But all of those years in self pity and anger I stewed

This one I could have and would have rescued

One Fine Morn’She sat opposed me though I knew not who she was

I played a game to guess her identity just because

Two choices there were to where she might go

From her attire and demeanor I thought I did know

Option two I selected, it seemed the best fit

All the while as I waited the candle was lit

Studying her so, I became quite infatuated

But from what I detected, what I calculated

This crossing of ours was merely by chance

And that never again upon her would I glance

Upon her proud self and her smooth décor

Thank god she was there for this trip’s a bore

Was she aware that I was watching? I think so

The first stop went by I’m glad she didn’t go

This meant I was right with my very first choice

Ten more minutes of her presence I did indeed rejoice

But when the time came she didn’t depart

Hmmm, I’ll figure this out after all I’m quite smart

So while she looked around and let her mind wander

I searched for clues and continued to ponder

Why it’s not possible there’s only one more place

That was the moment the egg hit my face

I couldn’t believe it, I’d been such an arse

This damn fine girl was in my class!

That first look I saw was now plain to see

The moment she sat down she recognized me

I’d ignored her the whole time, just sat there and stared

I could tell from behind the sunglasses at me she glared

I tried to amend it, tried to catch her ear

But with the glasses and music she didn’t hear

So that was the story of how it came to be

That was the moment that defined me

MesmerisedI can see in your eyes you’re a little afraid

You don’t know what I’ll take if I come in to raid

You won’t come closer but for that there’s no blame

But you’re not stepping back all the same

Wanting to turn and run but none the less

Secretly enjoying all of this stress

Your body is rigid and your muscles tense

Unsure of when with these pleasantries I’ll dispense

Standing there you can feel the chill

Anytime now you think I’ll move in for the kill

This uncertainty you feel is taking its toll

When the time comes will you still have control?

I’m a very patient man so I can wait

I can see you’re not going anywhere at any rate

And it’s you not me who’s breaking you down

In your own thoughts you’re beginning to drown

New thoughts and fears into your mind spill

But this lack of control is giving you a thrill

For the time being you still believe

That at any time you can just leave

I commend you for holding on to these lies

For your clearly transfixed by this snake eyes

They look empty but you know there’s something there

You can’t work out what, so you can’t help but stare

Taking a step forward to see if you’ll budge

Too far, too fast and you’ll form a grudge

But as subtle as it was the gap is now smaller

Forever in your memory I’ll appear an inch taller

Altering our position

Shifting your disposition

It’s not quite time for another step up

First I need to give you a little pep up

To encourage you and make you feel safe

So you’re unaware behind you of the presence of the wrath

It will soon grab you and hold you tight

It’s almost over now you’re about to lose this fight

Soon you won’t be able to run

Then I can finally have my fun

Just a minute more to keep you distracted

And finish off this scene I’ve acted

But wait, what’s this? You’re walking away

I guess I’ll have to finish this another day

PerspectiveIt all comes down to attitude

A sense of emotional fortitude

For though at times not all is well

At the end of the day all is swell

When one chooses to focus

Few things are bogus

To look towards the merriment

At that which is almost heaven sent

Seeking out pleasure in each our own way

Not to far from happiness we should stray

Unpleasantness we often face

But look around the world’s a big place

Time is ample when it’s used sagely

If in doubt of this look to the agedly

It’s not that hard to find a reason

To extract some joy from each new season

Fun can be had with many a fellow

And it’s rather easy to just say “hello”

Stop all this jeering

At the stars be a peering

The skies are all clear

So sent out some cheer

And raise a glass

Comment on that ass

Give out a smile

Dance for a while

Shout another ale

Tell a good tale

The world needs not more misery

Working towards improvement busily

But not so much at any rate

That one can’t stop and appreciate

For the conclusion that in the end you’ll arrive

It’s good my friend to be alive

Witchin’I warn them about black magic but still they mess

Perturbed and frustrated by my perceived lack of stress

But they grow more resolved each time they are warned

Every single time it’s another, not I who’s scorned

For reason I’m suspicious of I seem to be immune

Observing their own failures as in anger they consume

Still unrepenting for the havoc they wreak

Again they will dabble until I am weak

Around me it falls as I wade through their wake

Not appreciating what awaits them is a huge mistake

For nothing the darkness sells is ever cheap

So you have sown and so you shall reap

The irony of it all is that I’m already cursed

As the try to override what’s been handed down by the worst

Trapped yet protected by black magic it appears

As has been the way now for so many years

To claim my life is stress free is somewhat audacious

But it seems trying to curse me is rather contagious

Though if tales of history and myths hold to be true

One day, eventually all this will be through

So why should I fight when I know I can’t win?

Eventually time will pass and my life can begin

Okay, so I’m cursed but why mope and pout?

It’s easier to accept it and just ride it out

The short answer is NoWhy do I do it? I don’t know

Though all the alternatives have little to show

Trust that the solution will be presented?

Look at life and what’s represented

There’s little to suggest we’ll do any better

People can’t string a sentence lest produce a letter

True accomplishments require periods of pain

Cheap joy all around it’s hard to refrain

Try to explain yourself to a short attention span

Their just listening for clues to your clan

Waiting impatiently to yell out “me too”

And you wonder why I seem to feel blue

I’m searching for answers and risking the lot

Understanding, resisting and altering the plot

Forced to endure what I’d rather see flushed

Lying through life my spirit is crushed

I’d like to be honest, to reveal all

But I can’t cushion anyone from the fall

That accompanies the realization that renders great doubt

And confuses one as to handle the next bout

It would be nice to know there is someone to trust

And that the desire to share is based on more than lust

Everyone overestimates that they can carry

Just look at the fates of those who choose to marry

Agreeing to all the hardship as such

Only to throw their hands up and say “too much”

If you want to help me you don’t have that choice

Once you accept me you can’t silence my voice

I err on caution and say no on your behalf

Its not enough that you like my laugh

My standards are unusual but still quite high

That’s why I keep smiling as I wave goodbye

I don’t wish to fly solo but I don’t want to kill

If you knew my thoughts you ‘d be left with a chill

Lead poisoned I can feel me feet filling with lead

But that's nothing compared to the weight of my head

It's too hard just to look straight

The earth sucks at me at an incredible rate

All I can do now is try

To remember when I could fly

When I was beyond the reach of all

So different from my current fall

But for the moment I can not rest

Not until this waste I fully digest

It can sometime make me ill

But I can never quite get my fill

I'll suck it all up again and again

Turn away? Me? I’ll never refrain

From others' pain and anguish

If I can do my small part to relinquish

And help those that are struggling with their load

I know the path well, many a time I've walked this road

So my legs are heavy and at times I will pant

But my mind is sharp enough I can always recant

And drop this unnecessary weight I bare

But I won't because in the end I still care

Despite my bitching and my moaning

Despite all of my muscles groaning

In this ocean of chaos I'm just a trickle

But I can still choose how to invest my nickel

Perpetuate something that will have some merit

On my hands I will never sit

Hey I think it's turning, I no longer seem sick

My dread is gone, I’m starting to feel euphoric

Another day passes and I'm still here

An excuse to celebrate, I'm having another beer

Mi casa no es casaThere’s nothing wrong with being ambitious

But to confuse the truth with the fictitious

Can lead one astray

And cause great delay

When objectives are changed

And too many become estranged

A dream let go is a dream realized

Though the outcome is compromised

Nothing ventured is nothing gained

Memories created are forever ingrained

When feet are again returned to ground

Some wholesome truths are found

To loss all battles but survive the war

Is enough to call it all a draw

Playing games on the largest field

Accepting not fate’s already sealed

Throwing in two cents to trace it’s path

Standing back far enough to enjoy a laugh

And not get too attached to a specific outcome

To just appreciate being a variable in the sum

What adds up to our time here on earth?

What died with us and what did we give birth?

Planning for events that we’ll never see

Constantly questioning choosing when to agree

To blindly follow is to forfeit self spirit

But public shaming? Who would incur it?

The masses may be a safe place to hide

But when you still think where will you confide?

What do you do with the answers you seek

Aren’t just unpleasant they horrible reek

Of things that you wished never existed

And continue to do so no matter how much you’ve persisted

Abandoning the course to retreat to a sanctuary

To find someone who thinks complementary

When and if this person can be found

Some to establish some common ground

So that there is something there on which to build

For when we choose to step back onto the field

Another time the rewards we’ll reap

But for now it’s back to sleep

Perpetuated IdiociesWhy must you sit there and wallow?

Perhaps your life truly is hollow

For you seem to just seek out wealth

At the price of happiness and good health

So you despise your current occupation

But you’re too scared to seek out a new vocation

I’ve exercised all my sympathy for you

There isn’t much left that I can do

Except to tell you to just look around

And see if you can pick up on that sound

Why yes somebody is actually enjoying life

But look at their clothes they should be feeling strife

For on their pants are a few specks of dirt

And don’t get me started on the condition of their shirt

By what right you ask should they feel joy?

And look what the son has, you call that a toy?

Unlike your dear self but just like me

They derive happiness from just being free

Spend a few months’ wages decorating your house

Theirs is simple, understated, perhaps even with a mouse

Spend another month or two on clothes, the top of the line

They’re still wearing last years, they’re holding up fine

Head off to the restaurant just to be seen

They’ll settle on somewhere friendly so long as it’s clean

So whilst you look down on them and call them poor

It is you not they who is forever seeking more

It’s not that hard to reach contentment

You can begin by dropping all that resentment

Towards those who have more of what you supposedly seek

Working for them just to be them, your mind is truly weak

That man’s jacket is nice I’ll agree

But a reason to spend that much I can not see

TO show others that he has plenty of money?

If it wasn’t so pathetic I’d say it was funny

I sincerely pity you for you have no mind

You’re merely a limb, there for others to climb

Those that you want to be but can never quite

For one thing I’ve learnt and I know I’m right

Though just like you they’re extremely hollow

You can’t surpass them, you need them to follow

For if you overtake them and become the new bar

How then will you know who you are?

There will be no one to guide you to what to do next

You’ll be left with things you don’t need and feeling perplexed

For all the things you’ve acquired, all that you’ve sought

Not a single one of them was ever your original thought.

Interrupted slumberSo I’m on my way and I don’t know where I’m going

And I’m sure the nerves I have are showing

I hope you’ve had enough time to predict

I hope you’ve had enough time to evict

Truth be told I’ve no idea as to what I’ll do

But I’m sure it’ll work out and I’ll fall into a crew

Hey, I don’t mind stepping up to the plate for a swings

I’ve acquired, stolen and bought traits from the improp kings

Why should I stay here for so much less?

When I can go back to living under enormous stress

Keeping the options open, acting on the fly

So what if I screw it up and somehow die

Whatever you want to call it I can say I did my thing

Regardless of the lack of materials and ‘bling’

Whatever the fuck that is

Probably to do with show biz

But at the end of one evening with the aid of a joint

I figured out my own life as to what was the point

It’s not exactly going to be easy

And on the odd occasional I’ll fake being sleazy

To leave some confused

And others amused

Whilst the ripples of my actions take their toll

And derail a few people from becoming a doll

Or a tool for that matter for the other gender

By playing the right role a change I will render

Perhaps it will be temporary, though ideally permanent

Freeing them from existing controls sinister plans I’ll circumvent

The best part of it, albeit sometimes frustrating

For all of these subtle changes I’m negating

Is that the effects are subconscious no credit I receive

And that’s the only way it will work, I honestly believe

I’m not going to shout at everyone and tell them it’s all wrong

No need to break someone and tell them how to belong

Just plant the seed to help them find true self awareness

As to what they do themselves after that, I couldn’t care less

Uberbrat Back to the start now but it's not the same

So much is now known and it's a different game

What was thought of as rules were just a guide

This walk I now take, I've seen from every side

All said and done the scene is unchanged

Just the names to the players have been exchanged

To create an illusion and hide what is real

But I have the cards now; it's my turn to deal

The table is my, I set the stakes

I've set it up this way make no mistakes

I followed the envelope all the way to the throne

Worked out exactly who's been setting this tone

At this point it interferes not with my agenda

If they pursue me not an inch I'll surrender

Coating my displeasure with a thick layer of insincerity

With myself as my own currency, my key to prosperity

Charge one individual an exuberant fee

For another group Ill give it away for free

Or so it might appear

If the truth were so clear

No need to plan when you can improvise

No need for masks when you are your own disguise

An empty pocket has nothing to steal

A self righteous mind has no room to fill

With new concepts or awareness of the changed surrounds

Falling behind as their problem compounds

I can be altruistic and I can be cruel

But rest assured I'm nobody's fool

Little by little revealing what's behind these eyes

For the time being I'll work with their lies

Unlike themselves I have time on my hands

Discretely conducting all of my plans

Stand beside them with nothing to fear

When the moment is right I know how to disappear

Leave them standing alone with the smoking gun

I've walked way now they're on the run

Find some fresh soil and pitch up my tent

Recreate the illusion that I'm benevolent

So what if I've burnt another bridge

I'm standing on the right side of this ridge

I spent so much time up here on the highland

As people seek to trap me on an island

If this were to happen I'd simply decry

"The jokes on you, I know how to fly"

R’n’ArghStaring out over the walls there's nothing but hills

Inside these gates are buffoons and cheap thrills

Could a disruption to this be so devastating?

The thought of its demise leaves me salivating

If someone only had the interest to seek

They'd find the defenses here miserably weak

Mind you I won't be the one to open the gate

Of those who have I know of their fate

But where I live I pay a gargantuan rent

I'd be glad to assist who'd ever topple that tyrant

I know another would soon rise to replace

It is after all the nature of our race

But when the feet of those above are shaken

The minds of those below begin to awaken

Slowly but surely they start to anticipate

Just what could be when the power will dissipate

Triggering a renaissance of thought

That all along is what I have sort

Perhaps I should turn to within these walls

Maybe the answer can be found among these halls

Talking to those who support each guild

On there discontent I could build

This notion has but one drawback

Morals and altruism regularly lack

They too are motivated by greed

A revolution by there hands, no one is freed

The masses outside have the least to lose

But quality wine or life, few would choose booze

So everything's is all in check

Yet from where I stand it appears a wreck

With luck in a cage remains the white dove

I'm convinced now it's owned by those above

Sitting up there on the higher branches

Fortified in their enormous ranches

I've undertaken too much strive

To be convinced it will occur in my life

Ah look over there at that young maid

Damn my disenchantment I want to get laid

Forget those around me and all of their pettiness

Take my self away from all of this emptiness

No matter what I do this is how it stands

So I might as well concede to my glands

Surrealist RequiemEverything is so damn dark

And my assumptions way of mark

Where do I go to get some peace?

Where all of these noises finely cease

Instead I hear my mind go tick tick tick

For someone whose smart I’m so bloody thick

Make it stop please, oh make it stop

Before I snap or blow my top

Hiding in a refuge befitting an outcast

How much longer can my madness last?

I’ve tried so bloody hard to deny deny deny

But the truth in my heart knows it’s a lie

I don’t know the answers of the puzzle I’m involved

Just a bunch of random clues for how it could be solved

So much has happened but so little concrete

When I mention anything I’m labeled conceit

Well that’s if I’m lucky, more find me mad

And in a way, of that I’m glad

For if I had to summise, if I had to confess

It’s an awful lot of information to process

As I describe all the pieces and how they all fit

For the moment I’d prefer on my hands to sit

A time will come again when I pick up the slack

But at the moment the energy I lack

Slowly but surely I’ll get back on my feet

Then head on with my fate I will meet

Always Worth ItSo once again I’m the butt of a joke

Great one mate what a master stroke

Betrayed again by my own good temper

My night’s enjoyment it would hamper

Farther away stands a person, in the light obscured

Though on her face I can see the smile I’ve procured

Slightly suppressed from a feeling of guilt

But she could not hold it as the amusement built

From this embarrassment I’d soon recover

But this persons name I must discover

One thing before I uncover her identity

I must regain some of my dignity

TO find the abuser and quickly retort

Would not recreate the vision I sought

Revenge would suggest resentment and spite

As a reflection of me this is far from right

In the minds of all here is the memory of my abuse

Somehow, some way I can but this to good use

If I want to find a way to reproduce that grin

I’ll have to show all I can take it on the chin

So to speak on my hands I will sit

Until a door opens for a moment of wit

Casual now but still quite aware

AS time passes less people continue to stare

Now it’s nearing the end of the night

The windows closing, no time had been right

Throughout the night my curiosity had grown

Forever to me her name would be unknown

Suddenly there was silence and at the centre of attention

Stood the very same girl above I did mention

With the right words I throw egg on my own face

The diversion was effective, she’d avoided disgrace

My patience was worth it, the idea did in fact work

For once last time I got to see that cute smirk

Too many lefts not enough rightsI took a walk and turned left instead of right

No real reason except to see a different sight

For my usual path I know too well

All of the houses and who in each dwell

So down I ventured into a brand knew street

Not quite sure of what I would meet

And though this exercise could be fruitless

I was determined to carry it out nonetheless

For the most part it was pretty much the same

This waste of time I had but myself to blame

Granted one or two sights were not as expected

And I desired to understand the origin the more I reflected

Soon enough by curiosity my mind was consumed

And at the very next chance the adventure I resumed

But in going back a new problem was encountered

I couldn’t seem to find some of the streets I’d entered

Was it a left, right, right, right left?

Or a left, right, left left right?

Over the pursuing weeks I came to find

I'd walk a new route every time

That sight of which had caused my return

I could not find, I would never learn

Just what it was I had attempted to seek

And my hope was fading with every week

The more I would search, the more I’d investigate

I’d encounter more people and what to know their fate

Many of them from my mind I can't release

I know I should give up, this adventure should cease

So I called it quits, gave it the boot

And went back to my normal route

But now down on the streets I know what lurks

Hell I understand how this whole town works

I never saw what started my discomfort

But I’ve enough pieces for the answer I sought

So many things have become so consistent

To the notion of searching again I’ve become resistant

Though through all of my efforts, all of my strife

I have a much better understanding of my own life

Filters You see me here and the beer I guzzle

But you know nothing about the puzzle

So I’m allusive and deterrent

Letting people know me I prevent

You keep asking, asking me why

Why I’m so cold and my answers dry

But its you not me you’re trying to understand

How I can be apathetic and call you bland

It’s not so wrong to wish for more

To just stand up and walk out that door

Seeking something or avoiding pain

Trying to cope under all this strain

You can’t see it if you don’t look

Believing that I’m hiding inside a book

But I need it as a sense of relief

For you have no idea of all my grief

When I can afford to I seek refuge

For this weight I carry is very huge

Perhaps its true that my goals are too grand

But walk with me a while and you’ll understand

Patience is required for it’s fruition

And I can’t teach someone their own intuition

As life moves forth in ebbs and flow

Only through time can one ccan ome to know

I don’t believe that I’m the key

But I can do something to answer the plea

Of millions crying as they struggle to cope

To do something, anything to instill and maintain hope

But it’s hard and I can’t articulate

What I mean by this worlds fate

My own efforts I somehow defuse

AS all I seem to do is confuse

Summing up this world is that I experience

Still comes across as a form of deleirience

It came out earlier when it was unrefined

And for my views I was confined

So much that happens conflicts with my view

But I can’t change it, there’s nothing I can do

Why I’m frustrated, what I can’t condone

Is the revelation that in this world I’m completely alone

Ease up dudeCalm down man, and please tuck your shirt in

You're a little off centre, I’m not flirting

So just relax a moment, disengage from this strife

I’m more than aware that this woman’s your wife

But I’m sharper than I look and I just detected

As you indulge in your gloating she’s feeling neglected

It’s obvious man, quite plan to see

She knows she’s just here as your trophy

And the one thing I share with the woman you adore

We both find this outing a frightful bore

Suits and aspirants exchanging their stories

Of acquisitions, mergers and old war glories

All these petty fools trying to stake a claim

As to why they deserve adulation and fame

So as both of us were wondering just what we’re doing here

I’d thought I’d engage in conversation and instill a little cheer

Distract here from all this and her current blues

And acquire some knowledge as to her views

I have no interest in her assets or for that matter yours

Attending these functions is just one of life’s chores

So step back again and contain your rage

And just for a moment try and act your age

I know you’re concerned that you’re long in the tooth

And you see me here, with exuberate youth

I know you’ve asked around for the information you’ve required

And found out from many that I’m highly desired

What you think you’re seeing is me moving in on your territory

Well my dear friend I’ll state for all here that that’s a negatory

I’m not here now because I want to mix with this crowd

For you’re all extremely petty, obnoxious and rather loud

I despise the self righteous and the overtly corrupt

I’m here to being annoying and interrupt

Moving about and playing the sleuth

I’m oh so close now to the truth

But this gigs nearly over, it’s getting quite late

So let me for the last time take a minute to reiterate

The conclusion I’ve reached from my observing

Of this fine woman you’re clearly undeserving

But unfortunately my dear I must confess

I’ve no intention of dragging you away from this mess

For in the end as the day will soon close

It was your choice, this life you chose

This is the truth, though you may jeer it

You can’t be like me, a completely free spirit

Now enough ideas from this scene here I’ve obtained

But thanks all the same from what you’ve refrained

So forget about me and go now back to your scotches

For in my book you’ve both dropped a few notches

Nothing more here I need to endure

So I guess now I’ll bid you adure

Dancing along the lineIn this here current day and age

What does one need to become a sage?

I somehow doubt the path is habitual

Or that admittance requires some kind of ritual

And by the way, before you ask

Yes becoming one is my current task

I here you laugh, I hear you ridicule

For you say that requires that I return to school

But is that really where all the answers lie

Hell I’ve been thrice, I gave that a try

Something’s you can learn from the academy

But do they teach you how to handle polygamy?

They’ll says it’s wrong and list the reasons

But you don’t need a rain coat for all the seasons

Now I digress, I’ve strayed of course

And for the record the above I don’t endorse

Though neither would I say that I condemn it

I would have to abstain in the vote in the senate

What’s that you say I always abstain?

That’s not truly accurate, I just refrain

For I think as one searches the first insight

Is that so very little is just black and white

A stone tablet to dictate the whole human race?

I think everything warrants being judge case by case

And no one has the right to rest on their laurels

When they believe, understand and abide to all morals

The lines in the sand are moved by the wind

Only with time and hindsight can we say who sinned

It helps to have some solid ground, to work with some basics

You’ll need them more then ever when you reach step six

Knowledge can be hidden, deep down and sealed

By wisdom lies everywhere, waiting to be revealed

So when you see me scurrying about like a lizard

It’s because I’m on the path of becoming a wizard

Lost MorningOkay I’ll admit it I’m a little off centre

And from time to time into madness I’ll enter

But my motives are never really all that suss

So why the need for all of this fuss?

So I dabble here and there crossing the line of sanity

But it’s not as if I’m some kind of threat to humanity

I’ve got my excuse I can’t pick up on a single scent

Differing from the rest in thoughts and actions, I won’t repent

Sometimes it takes an outsider to highlight the defect

And who among you is taking the time to inspect?

I’m mean come on, look at it all, it’s a little absurd

And I’m not the only one here, on that take my word

We go through the motions for it’s what’s best we know

Until some of us can take it no more and eventually blow

They say these days depressions an epidemic

To understand this one needs not be an academic

Harder we work and so little to show

But who stops to say: “Why is it so?”

So I’ve broken some laws and stepped on some feet

And I carry on despite the resistance I meet

Remember the time we cared about the stranger?

Now anyone different supposedly puts us in danger

Taught how to fear, taught how to quiver

Into some hands our freedom we deliver

Who can you trust when you’re made to doubt your own soul?

Why our benevolent leaders know how to take control

Teach us how to think so that we’re all safe and passive

Tow their line diligently if you want to live

As time passes forth the wealth gap continually divides

The promotion of this is were the real motive resides

Yeah okay, so I’m bitching about equality

But can’t you see this as the truth of our reality?

History tells us this will lead to a revolution

But we know enough as to the path of our evolution

For all of my ranting, for all I’ve confessed

The world each day is becoming far more oppressed

Celebredom is the new opium of the masses

To grab just a pieces we’ll all become asses

The every decreasing chance of crossing the tier line

As we continue to dismiss the notion of the divine

Chaos and pointlessness makes us not a race

A unique alien hides behind every single face

In separate realities we believe what we choose

To ensure in our private ambitions we do not lose

So fuck all the others, leave all in your wake

And scurry about and horde whatever you can take

Destination unattainedI don’t know what else there is for me to say

But I’ve exhausted every possible reason to stay

Though I must put one matter to rest

This place I most certainly do not detest

From residing below, amongst and above

Amidst this place I see great love

Granted there are things that frustrate

For one my inability to integrate

My place it seems is on the outside

And it seems that’s where I’ll always reside

No matter where I go, how far I roam

I’ll destine to feel without a home

This may be the case now but not forever

Through all of life’s trials one must endeavour

To grow, create and instill fresh hope

In those struggling in there days to cope

Here I’ve seen much to be inspired

But I’ve pushed myself to far to be rendered tired

For all the mocking and the jeers and me hurled

They don’t seem to appreciate I’m part of the greater world

Too many are involved in little outside the county

That’s why they have such a small share of the nation’s bounty

Each time I see someone from a different village

They look upon me like I’m here to pillage

But looking to the truth I know what I’ll find

A single woman here has consumed my mind

I can’t blame anyone, it all comes down to me

A slave to something unknown I’ll never be free

In this situation before I’ve been engaged

At my own patheticness I become enraged

Being involved in something with I’ve no control

Fighting it this long has taken its toll

For another empty bucket is drawn from the well

I have to find yet another new place to dwell

I know that I should face up to this pain

But already in my live is enormous strain

No longer those involved can I appease

I need to be where my mind’s at ease

In every chasm I seem to find the rift

So perhaps I may forever drift

But if something or somewhere is making me ill

It’s foolish and useless to just sit still

Again with the ancients as my guides

I’ll go and find where my spirit hides

Beer TabWas that, was that another bear trap?

I think, I think I heard something snap

Huh, it was, how about that

And I just put down my hat

When these sorts of things first happened I thought it was luck

But now it seems I intuitively know when to duck

I mean how many times before it’s not a coincidence?

Before one stops and just looks at the evidence

Perhaps I should be disturbed by so many near misses

But why fear the snake just because it hisses

My own path I should change?

When I know the extent of its range?

Why subject myself to an unnecessary fright

When I know I’m too far for it to bite?

All it’s doing is revealing its position

Giving me my time to make a decision

If I cross the invisible line it’ll strike

But I’ve been on more than just one hike

I’ve heard more then that simplistic sound

And exactly what to look at on the ground

It is after all a repetition of a different scene

Of another place and time where I’ve been

But yeah I still need to work hard

And be wary not to get caught off guard

For these woods here carry many a threat

And I’ve accumulated a hefty debt

Of karma, good will and so on

But I’ll pay it back before I’m gone

Where and when I’ve yet to conceive

But I’ll live long enough, or so I believe

This comparison may be a little drab

But they won’t let you leave a bar until you’ve settled your tab

Sanamie?Now why exactly did she do that?

Perhaps she wears more than one hat

There's something there behind those eyes

Something I don't quite recognize

But I'm fascinated none the less

I can't seem to put my mind to rest

But it will change if I interfere

So far now I'll just sit at the rear

If she sees me watching she just may change

Then I'll never gage the extent of her range

I've seen a lot so I seldom feel surprise

So what's happening here I want to realize

Perhaps this is the one for which I yearn

At the very least I have something to learn

Sitting here I'm just feeding my curiosity

This is causing a build up of animosity

For I'm getting further not closer to the truth

And I'm about to go through the roof

There's something in her step that I just can't place

Whatever the game is she's winning the race

She seems to understand just what is required

Now it's killing me not knowing what she's acquired

If I just sit here my minds going to blow

Something, anything about her I need to know!!

AssertionSow the seeds of discontent

Be a threat to the establishment

But why?

Is it not good to you?

You can after all do what you want to do

So why at others are you always staring?

How are you benefiting from all of your caring?

Would they do the same for you?

When it’s all restructured and the changes are through?

You’ve got a large piece of the pie

So why aren’t you looking at the sky

For all of you’re looking at the ground

What exactly have you found?

An answer to this riddle?

The musician playing the fiddle?

Why are you still eating that pathetic swill?

You’ve found the damn pool take your fucking fill

So many would kill to be where you are

Stop your moping and pick your freaking star

So many of them up there awaiting your choice

Hurry the fuck up so we can all rejoice

It’s not exactly all that bloody hard

You don’t need to wait for another card

In front of you lies a great hand

So take your fucking head out of the sand

And start playing this bloody game

Fuck your altruism and a thirst for fame

Take it, take it just fucking take it

Break it fake it just fucking make it

Because no one’s going to hand it to you on a plate

No one's intervening you’re controlling your own fate

So please stop all of this useless waiting

Do what everyone has been anticipating

Rise to where they think you belong

Make a fucking noise and sing your own song

So what if you might get it wrong

Just do what you should have all along

Take it, take it just fucking take it

Break it fake it just fucking make it

You gave them all their fucking chance

Put away the olive branch and grab your lance

So the hooves may break a few bones

For once it won’t be your bloody groans

As always in time those bones will heal

But you should feel how you want to feel

No more watching from the stands

Its time to step in and get some dirt on those hands

If need be some blood will be shed

Better that then continually seeing red

Understand that you’re by no means evil

And stop pretending your too fucking ill

Take it, take it just fucking take it

Break it fake it just fucking make it

The world will still be the same tomorrow

Regardless of your sympathy and sorrow

Find your bloody niche

So you can sit back on the beach

Just come out onto the field

Claim your share of the yield

Force the others to evolve

Give them your problems to solve

So someone will end up relegated

To you that should be delegated?

Fuck no! Are you that weak?

Stand up and be prepared to speak

It’s all there right in front of you for you to choice

To play with the world and not worry who’ll lose

Take it, take it just fucking take it

Break it fake it just fucking make it

Take it, take it just fucking take it

Oui It's not that I'm following the fiddle

I'm always drawn to a good riddle

And the riddler who holds the clues

So I can enter a world where I have nothing to lose

Or everything to lose, I don't care

I'll follow that rabbit deep into it's lair

Each clue taking me nearer or further away

Just enough each time so my interest doesn't stray

I'll come back with the wrong answer again and again

But it doesn't really matter that much my friend

I'm thinking, I'm conceiving, I've got something to ponder

I've got a reason to stay somewhere, to no longer wander

Both she and I know I'll eventually figure it out

I'll stand on a perch and the answer I'll shout

For we both know she has more up her sleeve

That's the reason I could never leave

For my dreams, the sum of all my hope

Is that I'll find someone who's truly an asymptote

No matter how well thought through my verdict

There'll still be something I can not predict

So again and again I'll knock on that door

Forever to her I'll come back for more

It's not so much that I'm addicted to pain

I'm more worried ending up somewhere, whereas I have nothing to gain

I'll admit it's not the first time I've reached this point

I've stumbled about, been one to disappoint

But if again I'm knocked flat on my back

That once again the attributes required I lack

I can at least appreciate I've acquired some knowledge

So the next time it won't hurt as much when I'm hit by that sledge

Everything tastes bitterI acquired a new pair of eyes today

I seemed to lost some of my urge to play

Walking around through my old playgrounds

Laughter and joy being drowned out by other sounds

I’d always heard them but never this loud

I’m a little more edgy now walking amongst a crowd

I’m not sure how exactly it came to be

But I guess I saw something I wasn’t supposed to see

And through all of this, what makes matters worse

I don’t know what it was that’s since brought on the curse

Is it safe to delve back and explore my own memory?

If I discover its source will I forever be sorry?

To be honest I know I should, for I have little choice

Subversive manipulation is creeping into my own voice

It’s amazing to comprehend to what ends some will stoop

It really doesn’t pay to stay out of the loop

But from what my life has shown

I can stand and hold my own

I’m not the least bit afraid to bleed

To get an inch or two closer to what I need

What keeps me apart from what I’ve been seeing?

Is that I won’t extract blood from another being

Besides the times are a different it’s the digital age

Gone is the brute warrior, replaced with the sage

A role I’m more then willing to uphold

As the dark undercurrents remain untold

From stories of puppies, politicians and mines

I’ve matured enough to read between the lines

Muscles, brains, cunts, all are for hire

If you’ve the money you can fulfill your desire

So wake up or sleep, do whatever you will

But watching from the sidelines I’ve had my fill

General EyesHow best to surmise

When words always compromise

Every message contains a cost

As in its conveyance something is lost

Were you there did you see it unfold?

If the answer is no the true story’s untold

I was there, I saw it take place

But did I correctly perceive the expression on the face?

Perhaps the answers are a little hard to grasp

When the best tool we possess is still a rasp

The finer points that continue to be unseen

Accepting a rough copy should be obscene

But what choice do we have with limited knowledge

Using a finite capacity our bets do we hedge

Generalising fails in the end every time

But it’s a survival tactic not a bigoted crime

Assessing each new person on a completely clean slate

May decrease the number of people you berate

But in a two minute encounter few things are exchanged

The most helpful person could be deranged

Or by starting off on the wrong conversation

You may perceive daft what may deserve adulation

Respect by association or fear from repute

It’s something will all do, there’s no refute

It’s the subtle signs that give more away

And learning to read it is a game one can play

But test well, before you cast it in stone

And be alert not to stray into a zone

Where you believe you can read all like a book

From nothing more then a 2 second look

Granted lots can be learnt from this quick glance

But until it’s perfected, it’ just a game of chance

With what we have today we could learn to be precise

But knowing someone inside out is not always nice

Leaving in each person a little mystique

Allows us all to stay unique

Empty stomach, bloated mind

My head's a little off right now

I think it might be lack of food

It's not about cooking, I know how

For the most part I'm just not in the mood

I can see myself getting thinner and thinner

But am restrained by apathy

I'm more a saint then I am a sinner

I have an ample supply of sympathy

But when it comes to myself it's not the same

This flesh is more a cage than a vessel

And as for life, I'm tired of the game

With so many ideas I have to wrestle

Putting no effort into staying afloat

I think I've had enough of my turn

I'm almost ready to jump boat

For my 24 years there's nothing I yearn

But for some unbeknown reason I still plod along

Wondering when and where I finally break

Taking refuse in the words of another song

Just how much of this emptiness can I take?

I've taking a sip or two from life's cup

The first sickly sweet the second bitter

Was I unaware that my time was already up?

Should I have been smarter, wiser or fitter?

At the end of the day I don't even care

I've think I've seen just about all of life's offers

I don't really think I want to acquire my share

I've see inside the chest, look over the coffers

I guess I wanted something that never existed

Chasing a dream out of a fear I might wake

Modern reality and its foibles I've resisted

Did the right thing but for nobodies sake

But too much I've my time I feel tired

The voices of others has turned into a constant drone

I'm passively looking forward to when I've expired

When will the world just leave me alone?

The farmerOf the setbacks to his plans he was continually warned

When he chose to go ahead he was universally scorned

Never before had the feat been accomplished

To his upcoming failure they openly wished

Great labour and time was what was required

With no guarantee to the outcome desired

Toiling the land with endless determination

Motivated by the thought of the first germination

Watched from the sidelines by conspiring neighbours

Jibing at him for all of his labours

When the last seed was planted he had to just wait

It was up to nature now to take care of fate

But it remained barren, there was nothing to see

As others looked on with great glee

Nothing to show for all the time wasted

Nothing to hold, nothing to be tasted

Staring across thoughtfully, scratching his head

Muttering a “hmmm” before retiring to bed

The laughing stock of every last guild

But the very next day he was back in the field

All over again back to his toil

Returning each day covered in soil

Blood, sweat and blisters revealed his hard grit

Transforming the land slowly bit by bit

Others stood by and he was continually mocked

But when the first seed sprouted they were all shocked

Saying nothing, looking over the land with a slight grin

Relieved that what he was seeking would now begin

To his critics he now had something to show

As he sat back to relax and watch it all grow

Why the hell not? Well I'll be damned I'm still alive

From that crazy stunt I didn't think I'd survive

Either way it would have been worthwhile

Worked my way through another trial

Sometimes the stakes are low sometimes high

But only at the end the truth does lie

Regardless of the actual outcome

To my curiosity I'll always circum

For what is life without the element of risk

Even if it's duration is somewhat brisk

Sometimes elated sometimes overwhelmed with sorrow

To say that I never endeavored

Even looking to when I was overawed

Having lay down once upon my bed

Fully expecting to wake up dead

Each new day now seems a gift

Remembering that my spirits lift

For all that I've done and all that I gave

Knowing that I created my very own wave

My actions making me truly unique

In my environment I'm always oblique

But not so much that others are blinded

Of something different, other possibilities they're reminded

Even if for the moment they get to glance

To see just what might be if you take a chance

Maybe one day I'll take a fall

Maybe one day I'll hit a brick wall

But I always seem to bounce

Courage and luck weighed by ton not ounce

As long as I leave this world a better place

Do my small part for the human race

Then everything will be for the best

I can let my mind take rest

AddictI'm not sure if it's a blessing or curse

But I've found myself speaking in verse

My thoughts now, almost all the time

Take shape in the form of rhyme

I can't seem to satisfy this insatiable need

And they're coming to me at an incredible speed

Why I don't know and further more

I'm wondering if I'm becoming a troubadour

Or minnesinger if you are German

Or just think the French are vermin

But it seems that I just can not stop

With each new one I'm trying to top

And make them more elaborate and insightful

But in reality it's because it's just delightful

To step back in time throughout the ages

Be the nomads, soldiers and the sages

For we all crawled from the same patch of mud

And when our times up we fall with a thud

Why be just one when you can be many?

Why settle for one when you can take any?

But again I've said more than I ought

So I'll stop here, cutting this short

Alfalfa I don’t know why but something’s are never right

And I’ve been scratching my head but try as I might

The answers always just of a reach

As they taunt me and pull on the leach

It’s going to take some time and across a few oceans

But it’s all about laying down the perfect foundations

For what exactly I’ve never been sure

Standing forever with one foot out the door

I would like to find a place to call home

But until then I just roam

I don’t like the way it looks

And I know the order of the books

So outside of it I’ll patiently wait

Until someone joins me beyond the gate

Shut the fuck upFuck me? Fuck you!

What’d I do?

Walk a different way?

Have a better game to play?

Worked out what life’s about？

Whilst you sit and pout

Damn you and your kind

Are you all fucking blind?

What you call tradition

I call division

What I call unique

You call oblique

Instead of wishing that I was gone or dead

Why not for a moment step outside your head

You curse your parents, but you’re all so mild

And then you enforce the same onto your child

I’ve taken in more then just an eyeful

And pretty much understand this cycle

But this is all you’ve every known

For it’s all you’ve every been shown

Until me

The free

The fears of others just bounce of my chest

That’s what separates me from the rest

And I’m not swallowing another shitty lie

Even if it means severing another tie

I’ve sought out death, stared it in the face

It just spat at me and called me a disgrace

Told me I was making his job too hard

Begged me to give up my facade

For he and anyone how chooses to seek

Knows that I’m actually incredibly weak

Though I may have a deadly stare

At the end of the day I’m full of hot air

So forgive me if I care not for how you feel

But you’re too self involved to see what is real

I never eat breakfast and rarely lunch

Any fool could take me with a single punch

But with just a glare

No one will dare

I’ve seen the worst as to what is out there

All of the pain and anger is fixed into my stare

Swallow (African or European?)My current problem just where to begin

I seemed to have spread myself so very thin

Truth be told I’m sure I know why

At helping the world too hard I try

By others problems I don’t want to be unmoved

As sometimes with just a few words they can be soothed

But others may require more thought and attention

In carrying the pain of others I’ve incredible retention

I wish I could say I’ve helped everyone I’ve met

But that’s most definitely not the case I bet

And this is where I feel the most pain

Helping them understand takes time to explain

So with my limited time who do I choose?

And why does anyone deserve to lose?

A chance to speak freely to an understanding ear

To get something of there chest with no sense of fear

For we all have secrets that we wish to share

Carrying it alone is to hard to bare

They don’t want me for the problem to solve

Just making the thought of isolation dissolve

So I take it all in to digest

Leave their mind at rest

Sometimes with a scream, sometimes with a sound

I bide my time until I can release into the ground

When I’ve understood its come to perpetuate

As my own happiness will eventuate

When timeless mistakes finally cease

I’ll experience some sense of peace

I pity the man who relies on fortune

I really wish I could cut you some slack

But once again you’ve gone behind my back

The truth is twisted by your ignorant perception

And now everywhere I go a receive a bad reception

You say that you’re sorry, that you apologise

But what are you doing to undo all the lies?

For your own satisfaction in my life you choose to dabble

Turning good people into nothing more than an angry rabble

But a triangular shape won’t fit into a circle’s grove

Your own life and ambitions you can not alleviate

So you sabotage mine and cause me to deviate

And cautiously step through this wreck you’ve created

You say sorry now and expect me to feel elated

Even as we speak you’re not listening to what I say

Sorry means nothing if you won’t change your way

The contrast between your words and actions is quite stark

Yet you still wonder why I chose to leave you in the dark

My patience and tolerance have been firmly tested

So I’m not giving you that information you’ve requested

For its quite dangerous if your intentions are cruel

Tenfold if it lands in the hands of a fool

Now I have no idea what the people around me believe

So why should I tell you what I hold up my sleeve?

About my perceived good fortune you bitch and moan

Whilst doing nothing at all to create your own

You’ve a job, a home and plenty to eat

Can you say like me that you’ve lived on the street?

Working for the moment until you becomes someone’s wife

Can you say like me that you’ve tried to take your own life?

The money for your education wasn’t scrimped, wasn’t scraped

Can you say like me that you’ve once been raped?

The righteousness of your own ways you’ve always believed

That you can complain about anyone who has every achieved

We’re all snake foodTime produces encounters and seeds are sown

Determining what we do when left alone

From an early age ideas are implanted

Dispositions arise from the rewards granted

More often then not the reward is negative

Learning from what is taken, not what others give

As lessons accumulate behaviour patterns materialise

Uncertain at times just where the individual lies

From conventions we learn how we should access

It’s already occurred so no need to guess

Slowly the self suffers and is left in the dark

No longer revered for its creative spark

Too many have found comfort to alter life’s course

Deaf they’ve become to the cries of remorse

The struggles and conflicts exists out of sight

Inside of their bubble they know what is right

They paid what was asked for the food on there table

As to it’s origins they don’t care for the fable

Of the lands it crossed to sit before there eyes

Or the blood and sweat that allowed it to realise

What matters to them is that they want to eat

So there’s little point moving to the story of their seat

A tiny label of a place on a map

Tell how it traverses and enormous gap

Comparative or absolute an advantage rings

But the pendulum of economics continually swings

So much shouting in praise but the prophet relucts

To mention the extremes of the cycles flux

So it sails along with the occasional bump?

Perhaps you good fortune has made you lump

You say you’re weeding out things that are done sloppily

But are setting things up for yet another monopoly

From endorsing you rules of management I’ve always refrained

For by its own nature it can’t be maintained

Like the starving snake that eats its own tail

Your pursuits in the end will fail.

Good Idea, Bad Idea or Merely Just an Idea?Here’s a strange concept for one to adhere

Each one of us is merely an idea

But from what and when was this idea born?

Is conception the beginning? It’s dawn?

AS for death we’ll get to that soon

But for now let’s start with the origin of the boon

If events are all random and nothing is linked

And we are not just slaves to our own instinct

Our starting point could be when an old man died

Or a parent at school, about some homework they lied

For in all of these instances an option is selected

Some possibilities lost forever, others resurrected

With history now behind us, events set in stone

Was there a decisive moment from which we have thus grown?

Someone never existed as the potential father was covered in grime

But we are here now flowing back to the beginning of time

And forever on its axis the earth continues to roll

If we’re here at the present then we’re in control

To look to the future and ponder the mystery

What will be said when now becomes history

Everyone of us shaping it each new day

Will we make it better or will we all stray

For with youth comes great hope and false intelligence

But the time it reaches age it knows truth and self indulgence

These ideas are more or less general and may not describe you

But would you really care if some of these words do?

The past is what got us here

You can be grateful or jeer

But how useful is your perspective

If you’re forever retrospective

I know to some it may sound a little awkward

But its time to move on, time to look forward

Each new moment now we define what will lie ahead

And we may still carry on long after we’re dead

Not true!! I hear some of you begin to cuss

But our idea is continued in the people who knew us

What we know as our bodies may have returned to the cycle

But to think that it’s our whole existence is somewhat trifle

Though we may use it to carry out our own plans

We’re a hell of a lot more than just a pair of hands

An animated object used to carry out our fate

For ourselves and others as we try to anticipate

How to move and swim amongst all of these waves

Some ideas free us whilst others enslaves

To our own idea what truths can be tied?

Are most positive or have you forever lied?

What makes us unique our very own niche?

Dates as far back to when we were nursed at the crèche

And to know our own selves there’s plenty of evidence

Looking back over our order of life events

The times of great joy to when we’re quite sick

All of these things create our own inner logic

But of all of these things I’m not really sure

I hope I don’t come across as too much of a bore

Perhaps away from these thoughts you may sheer

But I’m curious to know, what’s your idea?

Fish baitWhat do you know about what I believe?

You’re only picking up what I choose to leave

Did you stop for a minute, had the thought occurred?

That just for the hell of it I’m being absurd

But seriously now and this is on the level

I’m actually the reincarnation of the devil

So attack me with all your malice and burn me with fire

For I actually feed and grow with your hateful desire

Everything’s working in order, all as planned

You’ve eating everything straight out of my hand

Some of you raged and some of you sooked

But at discovering my intentions your all now hooked

It might be true or just another fabrication?

Can you afford to wait in anticipation?

Or would it be better to prepare for the worst

For you don’t wish to get caught in my next outburst

I’m in no hurry here, my time I will bide

As sooner or later you’ll all come onside?

For I know exactly what you all think you need

I’ve discovered the source that’s feeding your greed

Soon enough now the source will be mine

Then you’ll have no choice but to tow my line

Filling your little heads with petty woes

Keeping all the lazy on their toes

Make you shed some weight

As I play with your fate

I will call it off one day just because I can

And the fact that I have a short attention span

I care not to see it out and watch the results

I’d rather move on and dish out some new insults

I’m playing the shark in this little fish tank

For that eventually me you will thank

But here and now in this setting

You too busy swimming, too busy fretting

With all of your ways and your old style of thinking

You haven’t noticed that you’re all sinking

But as a feed you another lie

A little hard you’ll now try

To move a little quicker

Instead of just slowly getting sicker

So I don’t have a lover

I’ll leave and elsewhere recover

I know what for me is right

As I head to where the fish actually bite

But it’s because I’ve gone out on a whim

That you’re finally learning how to swim

So feed off my scraps

And try not to lapse

Back into your idle, self defeating ways########

When one day I just disappear

And your’re left with nothing to fear

Jihad Nuclear GreenpeaceWho be taking down notes

As I conjure up new quotes?

The faces will remain forever unseen

But with a damn good idea as to where I’ve been

One can do ones best to create distance from the past

Always hiding in the shadows I caste

Using the mediums available to send me a clue

Wondering just what it is next I might do

It's all rather simple when you look at it my chap

Just ask the fine fellows contracted out at Pine Gap

Fathoming the system and all of its absurds

If I wish to reach you I’ll just through in a few keywords

Like it or not I’m definitely here to stay

And it’s my game not yours that I choose to play

Appreciate the irony as you burn your resources

And unwittingly reveal all of your sources

I’m not on a witch hunt, not looking to blame

For me it’s a puzzle, an intriguing game

Okay I’ll acknowledge that the stakes might be high

But I’ll happy to pursue it until it’s my turn to die

As far as I’m concerned I’m already on borrowed time

Failing to intervene it seems, was the root of my crime

Crawling out of the darkness carrying forth a powerful boon

I’ll be in London shortly so I’ll see you all soon

Mesmorised IIWell now look at this you’re back

Intelligence I guess you clearly lack

But full points to you for being brave

Even though it could lead you to your grave

Give me a minute to look back and think

Ah yes, you were right on the brink

But for me I’m afraid it’s just no fun

Unless I take this back to square one

You left me a little unsure and curious

Not knowing what could’ve happened made you furious

But alas, for me to please

For the first part I’ll just tease

It’s changed now that you’ve come back for more

You opened it not me and you walked through that door

Compared to the last time my step forth has now doubled

And just as expected you’re not the least bit troubled

Though more than before your feeling unnerved

Soon enough you’ll get what you’ve deserved

But now that I know that it’s a guarantee

I’m in no hurry to let the demons free

For the longer I hold them they build up their rage

The more raveness they’ll be when it’s time to engage

Ah my dear you have such sweet eyes

If I didn’t know better I’d say they mesmerise

But I’m playing out this scene for the umpteenth time

As well as these thoughts I’m speaking to you in rhyme

On more step forward so simple and plain

So the demons can come out to finally reign

And those eyes of yours are just so amusing

Though I’ll confess they’re a little bemusing

But I’ll find out in a few minutes just the same

When I pin you down and you scream out my name

What? Who? How? How did this unfurl?

There’s a wrath now holding me, you clever girl

I’ve misjudged, I believed you were cleaner

But that’s clearly not so by your changed demeanour

I think that it’s quite plan to see

That you now have me completely at your mercy

I feel betrayed, yet humbled, you’ve somehow won

But, by the look in your eyes, I think this will be fun

As the observed observes the observersSlipping past all the aftermath

Moving forth but there is no path

Just an open plain

Burning bushes all around

Endless chatter, but all inane

Somewhere yonder I here a sound

It overshadows the pain endured

Though its origin remains obscured

Life is few and far between

An image attaches itself to the voice

Revealing itself in a surreal scene

Subtly dictating my every choice

Softer, then louder, it always varies

Deeper inside me it buries

It would seem there is no end to this game

Chasing down a mere mirage

Something somewhere new, yet still the same

Weaving a way through this endless barrage

Of greed, insecurity and futility

Usurping my every ability

From every encounter the more I receive

As human nature itself is revealed

Predicting those who choose to deceive

By their actions their fates are sealed

The same however can not be said of my own

As another pair of shoes are outgrown

From the outside it may seem capricious

Disrupting what’s best left alone

But there’s no vestige of anything malicious

As the movement awakens another miserable drone

Time and time again the voice returns

Consuming all my other concerns

Perhaps its design is that of a guide

Pulling me around through this well masked ruse

Slowing me down on this eternal slide

Until nothing left I have to lose

On this voice tied is hope and fortune

Its perpetuity has become my boon

Under foot the earth continues to breathe

The heavy weight of the bloodless machine

Causing it to continually seethe

Desperate for something to intervene

Under pressure, alone it can not cope

Pained by the twisting of the rope

But through worse it has survived

Against negligence, the egotistic and the vile

In time it will be revived

Having come up trumps through every trial

The voice I hear is for none but me

The awareness of it shared by me, it and the earth

In existence far more there be

Heard and felt by the world along it girth

The motionless mid-flight arrowOnes attempts are not hard to derail

As one’s lead in circles through the paper trail

Who are these people and where do they reside

What is it from that they need to hide?

Because their actions increase marginisation?

And they sway the public toward sterilisation

Of those that are trapped in abject poverty

Fooling us to believe they’re promoting objectivity

Calling all voices of dissent unpatriotic and obscene

Whilst they grow richer as we fuel their war machine

Using diplomacy to play devils advocate

Embedded in safe havens steadily growing fat

The voices that inform us, they own all its sources

Covertly hoarding all of the worlds resources

At the end of the day it’s all about greed

For fucks sake man how much do you need?

Secured high above is in an ivory tower

Going to all extremes to cling on to their power

When will people stop dismissing this as fate?

And wake up to the world before it’s too late

Faith in the afterlife and protect ones soul

Are you still buying that shit, it’s just about control

Look at the world and see what is relevant

Nature has always been incredibly violent

A lion feeding itself is hardly immoral

If a starving man does the same why do you quarrel?

Bring on some change turn the wind to a gale

And take your fight straight to the alpha male

Through fear and deception your life he is dictating

Your perception of life he has been creating

To keep you complacent and out of his way

As you toil away just to survive another day

I don’t know exactly what you are seeing

But not one of us is a celestial being

For our brains are tiny, we’re extremely gullible

We’re nothing more than another fucking animal

So do nothing at all and die on your spot

But at this alpha male I’m taking a shot

Not to rise up and to take his place

Just to stir up the minds of this dismal race

Not from heaven or hell have I been sent

I just sick of being complacent

I more then happy to let everyone be free

But don’t you fucking dare try and control me

Take a step back son Well Well Well

Well Well Well

Just what my friend do we have here?

That unusual sound that just hit my ear?

I hope for your sake nothing is afoul

I wouldn't want raise my voice, would want to yell

Shall I presume your up to no good?

Stand aside whilst I check under the hood

Hmm, it seems that everything here is in place

But I know better, more then once I've ran this race

Perhaps you're good, but than perhaps I'm better

And sooner or later your ruse will fetter

For I my dear chap have a few times been around this block

And I'll think you'll find that I seldom experience shock

But hey, let's make a game of this

And opportunities like this I don't like to miss

Hell you never really do know

You might have something to show

If not though at least I'll get in some practice

As you never know when it's time for the real test

To you I may appear blissfully ignorant

But rest assured your plans I can circumvent

For I have been shafted more times then I care

I've been at the short end more then my fair share

Bigger fish then you I have fought

Do you really think that I have learnt naught?

I’ve no intention of granting you some wisdom

You'll have to find your own keys to the kingdom

I will however leave you with a few scars

Remembering them in later battles, you may just thank your stars

Feed the FetusDo we dare to dream?

What might happen if we wake the machine?

Millennia has past and our habits are cyclical

But would it reach the conclusion that we’re logical?

Create it to improve this world, make it a better place

But what if its solution was the destruction of our race

Would it be convinced that humans belong on top?

And once it has started will its chain ever stop

So I guess before we disturb it from its peace

We should make this destructiveness cease

Convince this beast of silicon and granite

That we are one with this great big planet

Instead of a blemish, plague or plight

And that for our existence we’ve earned the right

To carry on and live for millennia to come

That our way is for the whole not just some

Whose shortsightedness siphons and impedes

Man and animal alike from meeting their needs

Can it learn ego without developing its own

For something will rub off from all it’s been shown

But hey we’ve created monsters before

So what’s the big deal if we have one more?

Perhaps its byproducts will make some a little sicker

But for the greater good, we’ll evolve a lot quicker

Okay it's possible it could bring about our demise

But from our ashes something else will rise

Evolution for all that it’s worth

Isn't about man, it’s about the earth

Poison idea?How accurate do you think the likeness

When I was just registered by your subconsiousness

And if it’s true, what some believe

Once it’s in there it will never leave

Perhaps I was given little thought, to the back it was confined

Never again to be accessed as your mind is designed

Or perhaps the presence is a little more forthright

As would be more likely if I continually cross your sight

Is it important that what you see is true?

If I want to ensure this what can I do?

In order to be sure, for a lie to untangle

Perhaps it’s best you see me from more than one angle

As to the truth of who I am I own no monopoly

Predicting the perceptions from others is done sloppily

If I continue on this chain, on this path I traverse

Everything so far said can be applied in reverse

As we just passed, into my mind you were ingrained

So that what you were doing can later be explained

And incorporated into my concept of the whole

That’s what I’m doing, not stealing your soul

Mind you the notion of soul still remains in debate

As it tries to place itself in the notion of fate

But these things are best left for another day

For on that topic I’ve a lot more to say

Returning now to the subject in question

There is but one more thing I’d like to mention

What bounced off me was nothing but light

A form of energy that entered you through sight

If you don’t want me to look at your breasts don’t put writing across them

I left my world and enter a thousand others

Of friends and enemies, sisters and brothers

I had to evolve but at what cost?

What part of me stays and what is forever lost?

I found few places and how to settle into a role

But repeating it endlessly took its toll

From who I was I had begun to stray

They were no longer worlds in which I could play

Try as I did I finally came to believe

That I had no choice but to get up and leave

To find a new place that can bring me some cheer

And enter the world of that of a peer

A time may come if I see the right sign

To bring forth another into the world that is mine

Though as it stands now it’s far from complete

Filling in the blanks is not an easy feat

For there still exists some gaping holes

And it’s still haunted by a million lost souls

But from the eyes and actions of a select handful

I know there are some worlds that are truly beautiful

Thus far no matter how much I persist

I’ve yet to find a place in these worlds to exist

Hopefully visiting worlds and learning what to do

One day into a one of these amazing worlds I’ll find a way through

So for now through new worlds I’ll pass and give thanks

And slowly build up my world, filling in the blanks

With some luck, well before the clock reaches eleven

I’ll enter a world that I can call heaven

This ain’t right…. is it?I jumped, I fell, I got up and looked around

It was dark, I couldn’t see but listened for every sound

Nothing that could be recognised, nothing understood

Cautiously moving about as I knew I should

But each step I took I got more and more bruised

Carry forth I still did until all my patience was used

In the end I called it off, a pact was sworn

I would sit down and wait until it was morn

Slowly but surely the sun did indeed rise

As I looked around me with great surprise

An unusual sight I was presented

Just what exactly had I entered?

With my muscles sore and a horrible bellyache

An attempt to recover I had to undertake

But where the hell was I, where the hell is ‘here’?

If I wasn’t so damn exhausted I’d have a slight sense of fear

This could be the last adventure, the start of my demise

But it’s too early to quit, no time to agonise

For it’s not like this is my first time beyond my depth

I’m many things but most definitely not inept

I don’t know what that is but I’ll eat it all the same

In a weird kind of way it feels like a video game

Head in some direction and seek out a feed

I’m sure soon enough I’ll get what I need

But now’s a good time to believe in reincarnation

As I struggle to fight off starvation

I wonder if for a king I’ve qualified

Of that I suspect I’ll be denied

Up or down, which way would I go?

What for my life do I have to show?

I’ve never saved a soul nor written a book

Hey, why not at my last life take a look?

Judging on all the options I’ve had

Was I really good or really bad?

If I were honest and truly believin’

I’d have to say I probably broke even

And it seems I’ve done the same once more

Through its ups and down my life’s been a bore

Hey, wait a minute I know this place!!

Huh, I think I have a bit of egg on my face

Not as far as I thought I have actually strayed

And now all my clothes are dirty and frayed

And what the hell was that thing I just consumed?

Hey, I thought I was lost, well I’d assumed

Now that I look back I guess it all makes sense

My judgment was clouded, bah! I think I’m just dense

Though this adventure has been somewhat trifle

I must confess that it was rather insightful

I feel like once again I’ve successfully pass another life test

And now I know where home is I can go and get some rest

TheThe origin I’m not exactly sure

The purpose I sometimes adore

Other times though I almost adhore

But all in all never a bore

The flow of movement always the best

The chain of reactions never at rest

Triumphant or distraught after every test

What emerges is always the finest

The destination arrived at in some way

Th purpose to be revealed another day

Clues of the outcome are on display

Never black and white but shades of grey

The movements create either pain or joy

The reflections may appear somewhat coy

Sometimes consider as some unknown ploy

Never to be disrespected or treated as a toy

#The substance supporting is still concealed

The direction taken is eventually revealed

Boundaries of control are not yet sealed

Inching towards awareness as the layers are pealed

The sun is just another star

The energy source to move your motorcar

Guiding to the presentation of utopia

What isn’t ‘The’

The fine printI keep hearing ‘what’s the deal Nick?’

‘Why are all of these so damn encrypted?’

‘Did it occur to you that it becomes a bore?

All this rhyming and just another metaphor?’

Should I really have to spell it all out?

Set the record straight and leave no doubt?

I’m sorry you feel this and the method persists

But this in the way, how it exists

And the metaphors to which you refer

Are to both invoked and deter

For where I’ve come to be, my disposition

Doesn’t work as well in words as it does in vision

As for the wording, the in cessed rhyming

Part of its flow, part of its timing

And I like to incorporate the eloquence of words

Rather then forever just spitting out absurds

A lot of time I’ve spend in thought

If I write nothing it will all be for nought

Staring at reality and trying to grasp

Why there are so many rough edges when we possess a rasp

I’m not going about looking to defile

Though I carry a hammer, I also have a file

This is how I choose to slowly make a difference

Keeping these poems as a useful reference

From what you’ve seen of me it’s hard to refute

That from all I perceive I go on to compute

If you want to know what I desire

Perceiving this imagery you require

I won’t take away you’re ability to rejoice

Deciphering all this must be made by choice

The path I’ve moved onto, to which I’ve strolled

Leads to danger and somewhere mighty cold

I’d say by now that it should be plain to see

That’s this books been created as my insurance policy

The EndSo there you have it a brief outline

I hope you weren’t expecting anything divine

Of this here globe a different perspective

Bearing in mind this is all quite subjective

Just like many before you’ll come to find

Most of your answers already lie in your mind

Outside of yourself the questions originate

On different assumptions and objectives we choose to navigate

Through the onslaught of information that we face

Fighting with ourselves for just a little more space

So much has been written here, so little said

So much crap to filter out of your head

Creating our own bubbles in which we can hide

Choosing with great care in whom we’ll confide

Seeking assurance that we’re doing okay

And not to far from the norm do we stray

Rejoining the mind and the body as a whole

Finding some space in between to label our soul

Under great pressure we come to understand

It’s much simpler to just stick our head in the sand

But no matter how much in ourselves we are wrapped

Sooner or later on the shoulders we are tapped

And asked to do something in someway to help

But with ears full of sand it just sounds like a yelp

The mumblings and ranting may one day deafen

And our neglect may come to poison our children

Who’ll do as there told

And learn to become cold

And separate themselves from the masses

To give them no more thought then donkeys and asses

Following this path was pretty much sent me insane

Adding to that, it was all completely in vane

Epilogue

The search is over?

The search is off

Enough has been seen

Upset I was but for a moment

But this is something I have to do

This is something I choose to do

This is something I must do

Alone

I’ve pondered other ways

Pursued other avenues

They could work

Theoretically

They won’t work

Practically

By no means a conclusion easily reached

By no means a conclusion easily accepted

At first

Realisation leads to a sense of freedom

A freedom that can be expressed

Expressed it seems, in a way only I can

Freedom

Freedom and the unknown

Freedom, the unknown and a strong basis of things achieved

Just begun?

Hardly

A new course?

Not really

Just a lighter load to carry

An added quickness to each step

Freedom

Let the games begin