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An old man sat next to me one day in the park Hey there young fellow, you up for a lark?

6 Simpl e ps To Madness
A collection of poems The Complete Works

I shot this man a curious glance What the hell I thoughtIll 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, hed 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 wasnt quenched From failures and success over time I did learn How to satisfy these feeling I yearn Now many years have passed and Im 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 skys getting dark Hey there young fellow, you up for a lark?

I be Me and you be You

Okay its 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 Ive 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, Im looking at the next nation And truth be told Im part thespian By the split second I change personality again and again For theres an ideal approach to every situation And I know what is best to receive adulation Im not a fraud, merely an actor And an excellent judge of character Following spirals back to their start There is no role that I cant play the part For you wont find my ambitions sitting on the shelf Im not precarious, just true to myself There quite a lot in the head on these shoulders Im more than capable of shifting large boulders You see me as fragile and think Im absurd But to remove the obstacle just requires the right word For all of my travels Ive 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 wont do it, wont show you me Unless Im certain youll 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 youre 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 youre nice

Hawaiian Shirt and a Bullet-proof Vest

I 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 Title
When 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 Im 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 Its 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 cant 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 youll 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 prison
With 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 argument
Returning again to the scene of old crimes Tracing back steps and overlooking old times To be honest I hold very little remorse Whats 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 youll see the storm For the here and now my actions may be disrespectful But to what Ive seen Ive had more than a gutful Too many are blissfully unaware of there surrounds Eyes trained on glitter, ears on pleasant sounds Its come to be like this for a reason not simple because I know for a fact this isnt how its always been in Oz Take a minute to look at the events that defines If you just stop and look youll 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 Im hated but frustrated not to be understood Could you look back and understand when everything made was stone and wood For its not really been that long since we abandoned the caves There were tribal dances long before raves Ill state here and now fro what I am seeing No matter how you size it up your still a primal being So drop the faade 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 doesnt mean shit, youre still a beast Though systems and logic carry some sway Theyre not the rules that end up governing your day Alls said and done your highly emotive Its not that hard to convince you to give Appeal to the senses to win over hearts Thats how its come to be, thats how it starts

Agent Blue
From time to time Ill pop up on the radar Whos to say for sure Im not an invader Ill 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 doesnt really matter As its my head, not my wallet thats 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 Ill find a way through Trapped on an island but its just for a moment As theyre hopeful this time will cause me to lament But lets face facts and look at whats true AS far as my life goes Ive nothing better to do Stand for the crowd and be shouted down a fool Its stands more to reason to stay away from that pool Splinter were necessary and create new tangents Thats how Ill play this one ladies and gents Why open the eyes of the undisturbed When this is short sighted and the effects are curbed Theres 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 worlds rather fickle And my own thoughts and actions are barely a trickle Into the pool of thoughts, the realm of potentials 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 others luxuries one is always glaring One gets out of joint And misses the point To just consume blindly and follow the Jones You dont help yourself, youre just feeding your owners In our current state a free mind is a danger And its not likely well 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 Im sick of all the greed And knees on necks of those in need Witnessing all this my heart rages As I feel spiritually were back in the Dark Ages So many advances have been made by our species But were 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 wed barely manage a raft By our own actions from the whole weve all severed Poisoning our eternal supply Im 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 its outline is faint, someones in command So whos doing what to perpetuate this tragedy? And whats the key to making it hold steady? Let them be aware when I again find my zone Im 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 Im going to step up and address the chore SO the masses lack education and foresight Thats 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 masters 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 wheels centre and control your own damn fate

Infinite Shading
I'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 Tales
I think Im becoming a little remorseful Of lifes sweet fruit Ive had but a morsel My mind is slowly filling up with dread Why cant I take that damn woman to bed? Im practically perfect of that theres no dispute But for each new advance, a more creative refute Id thought by now her resistance wouldve 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 thats desired There are other avenues of course But long ago I ruled out brute force Ive played it cool and being rather nice So now its time to exploit her worst vice Okay, so afterwards shell feel resentment And towards that I do carry some sentiment But with tolerance exhorted my patiences run dry If I dont get inside her I think that Ill die Well, perhaps thats 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 Im 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 Im sure soon it will be replaced by confusion

But Im justified here as Ive stated above Its 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 didnt work at all, didnt feel the void Something was stirred in me, an answer I sought But I feel no different, its all being for naught Now lying next to me with such a cute face Ive a new burden from this act of disgrace How best to now tell her how I feel When Im no surer if what Id said was real This didnt 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 Im 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? Im feeling a little vexed These last few days have been fruitful But Im 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 Im not trying to shirk Im 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 Ill again be ready to cope Some rest I ask To assist the next task For I dont want to stop Nor desire to drop Off the ball and spiral into despair Stuck looking out a window in a prozac stare Ill 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 its all an intricate web The occasional flow followed by the corresponding ebb But rest assured when its all said and done Well 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 Goldstein

Deep down inside something isnt sitting right I feel pain and anger but I dont know how to fight I dont even know my problem let alone the root of the cause And in the course of my day Ive 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 dont have time to just sit and ponder I dont 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 Im not alone Its many not just me whos 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 youre 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 hell be gone And I will be happy some time later on

Agent Change
Returning to the scenes of old crimes Tracing back steps and overlooking past times To be honest I hold very little remorse Whats 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, Ive had a gutful Too many are blissfully unaware of their surrounds With eyes trained on glitter, and there ears for pleasant sounds Its like all this for a reason, not just simply because It hasnt always been this way here in Oz Take a minute to look and the events that defines If youre 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 Im hated but frustrated not being understood To bring us to the here and now think of things stone and wood Since it hasnt be that long since we abandoned the caves There were tribal dances well before we started attending raves Ill state here and now from what I am seeing I no more then you are still a primal being So lets drop this faade of so called sophistication And look beyond the realm of our set education So weve advanced to be able to prepare such a feast That doesnt mean shit; youre still just a beast Though systems and logic carry some sway Thats not what rules you at the end of the day All said and done your still highly emotive Its not all that hard to convince you to give Appeal to your senses to win over your hearts Thats how its come to be, thats 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 Coma

What exactly is revealed in our dreams? Perhaps that nothings 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 whats 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 cant 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 its 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 theres none of this fuss Universes that often die when we wake Showing us whats real and whats 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

Dont leave all your wishes on the shelves This life we are granted is from none but ourselves

Cold Blooded Thriller

So 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 Its not any harder then choosing where one sits The complexity lying behind the here and now If you watch long enough perhaps youll understand how Some days it seems like its 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 minds 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 hell 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

Gaia
No time allowed for the taste of serenity to savor As Mother Nature calls for another favour Why its me thats she continues to ask Is most likely because Im up to the task Once again my own desires put on hold Until Ive completed what Ive been told Tempting me forth as she alone knows how To create or defuse yet another row When it comes to fruition Im left with the pieces As they ad to my own problems my tolerances decreases Im slowly beginning to understand how it works out But to the usefulness of my role Im left in doubt There are so many more that are willing to fight What makes her think that Ill 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 Im 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 shell find me again and hand me my sword And shell 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 dcor Thank god she was there for this trips a bore Was she aware that I was watching? I think so The first stop went by Im glad she didnt 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 didnt depart Hmmm, Ill figure this out after all Im quite smart So while she looked around and let her mind wander I searched for clues and continued to ponder Why its not possible theres only one more place That was the moment the egg hit my face I couldnt believe it, Id 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 Id 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 didnt hear So that was the story of how it came to be That was the moment that defined me

Mesmerised
I can see in your eyes youre a little afraid You dont know what Ill take if I come in to raid You wont come closer but for that theres no blame But youre 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 Ill dispense Standing there you can feel the chill Anytime now you think Ill move in for the kill This uncertainty you feel is taking its toll When the time comes will you still have control? Im a very patient man so I can wait I can see youre not going anywhere at any rate And its you not me whos breaking you down In your own thoughts youre 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 theres something there You cant work out what, so you cant help but stare Taking a step forward to see if youll budge Too far, too fast and youll form a grudge But as subtle as it was the gap is now smaller Forever in your memory Ill appear an inch taller Altering our position Shifting your disposition Its 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 youre unaware behind you of the presence of the wrath It will soon grab you and hold you tight Its almost over now youre about to lose this fight

Soon you wont be able to run Then I can finally have my fun Just a minute more to keep you distracted And finish off this scene Ive acted But wait, whats this? Youre walking away I guess Ill have to finish this another day

Perspective
It 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 worlds a big place Time is ample when its used sagely If in doubt of this look to the agedly Its not that hard to find a reason To extract some joy from each new season Fun can be had with many a fellow And its 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 cant stop and appreciate For the conclusion that in the end youll arrive Its 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 its another, not I whos scorned For reason Im 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 Im already cursed As the try to override whats 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 cant win? Eventually time will pass and my life can begin Okay, so Im cursed but why mope and pout? Its easier to accept it and just ride it out

The short answer is No

Why do I do it? I dont know Though all the alternatives have little to show Trust that the solution will be presented? Look at life and whats represented Theres little to suggest well do any better People cant string a sentence lest produce a letter True accomplishments require periods of pain Cheap joy all around its 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 Im searching for answers and risking the lot Understanding, resisting and altering the plot Forced to endure what Id rather see flushed Lying through life my spirit is crushed Id like to be honest, to reveal all But I cant 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 dont have that choice Once you accept me you cant 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 Thats why I keep smiling as I wave goodbye I dont wish to fly solo but I dont 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? Ill 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, Im 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 casa
Theres 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 fates already sealed Throwing in two cents to trace its 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 well 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 Arent just unpleasant they horrible reek Of things that you wished never existed And continue to do so no matter how much youve 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 well reap But for now its back to sleep

Perpetuated Idiocies
Why 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 youre too scared to seek out a new vocation Ive exercised all my sympathy for you There isnt 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 dont 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 Theyre still wearing last years, theyre holding up fine Head off to the restaurant just to be seen Theyll settle on somewhere friendly so long as its clean So whilst you look down on them and call them poor It is you not they who is forever seeking more Its 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 mans jacket is nice Ill agree But a reason to spend that much I can not see TO show others that he has plenty of money? If it wasnt so pathetic Id say it was funny I sincerely pity you for you have no mind Youre merely a limb, there for others to climb

Those that you want to be but can never quite For one thing Ive learnt and I know Im right Though just like you theyre extremely hollow You cant 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 Youll be left with things you dont need and feeling perplexed For all the things youve acquired, all that youve sought Not a single one of them was ever your original thought.

Interrupted slumber
So Im on my way and I dont know where Im going And Im sure the nerves I have are showing I hope youve had enough time to predict I hope youve had enough time to evict Truth be told Ive no idea as to what Ill do But Im sure itll work out and Ill fall into a crew Hey, I dont mind stepping up to the plate for a swings Ive 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 Its not exactly going to be easy And on the odd occasional Ill 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 Ill circumvent The best part of it, albeit sometimes frustrating For all of these subtle changes Im negating Is that the effects are subconscious no credit I receive And thats the only way it will work, I honestly believe Im not going to shout at everyone and tell them its 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 couldnt 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"

RnArgh
Staring 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 Requiem
Everything 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 Im 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? Ive tried so bloody hard to deny deny deny But the truth in my heart knows its a lie I dont know the answers of the puzzle Im 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 Im labeled conceit Well thats if Im lucky, more find me mad And in a way, of that Im glad For if I had to summise, if I had to confess Its an awful lot of information to process As I describe all the pieces and how they all fit For the moment Id 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 Ill get back on my feet Then head on with my fate I will meet

Always Worth It
So once again Im the butt of a joke Great one mate what a master stroke Betrayed again by my own good temper My nights enjoyment it would hamper Farther away stands a person, in the light obscured Though on her face I can see the smile Ive procured Slightly suppressed from a feeling of guilt But she could not hold it as the amusement built From this embarrassment Id 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 Ill 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 its 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, shed 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 rights

I 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 couldnt seem to find some of the streets Id 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 Id investigate Id 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 Ive enough pieces for the answer I sought So many things have become so consistent To the notion of searching again Ive 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 Im allusive and deterrent Letting people know me I prevent You keep asking, asking me why Why Im so cold and my answers dry But its you not me youre trying to understand How I can be apathetic and call you bland Its 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 cant see it if you dont look Believing that Im 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 youll understand Patience is required for its fruition And I cant teach someone their own intuition As life moves forth in ebbs and flow Only through time can one ccan ome to know I dont believe that Im 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 its hard and I cant 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 cant change it, theres nothing I can do Why Im frustrated, what I cant condone Is the revelation that in this world Im completely alone

Ease up dude
Calm down man, and please tuck your shirt in You're a little off centre, Im not flirting So just relax a moment, disengage from this strife Im more than aware that this womans your wife But Im sharper than I look and I just detected As you indulge in your gloating shes feeling neglected Its obvious man, quite plan to see She knows shes 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 were doing here Id thought Id 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 lifes chores So step back again and contain your rage And just for a moment try and act your age I know youre concerned that youre long in the tooth And you see me here, with exuberate youth I know youve asked around for the information youve required And found out from many that Im highly desired What you think youre seeing is me moving in on your territory Well my dear friend Ill state for all here that thats a negatory Im not here now because I want to mix with this crowd For youre all extremely petty, obnoxious and rather loud I despise the self righteous and the overtly corrupt Im here to being annoying and interrupt Moving about and playing the sleuth Im oh so close now to the truth But this gigs nearly over, its getting quite late So let me for the last time take a minute to reiterate

The conclusion Ive reached from my observing Of this fine woman youre clearly undeserving But unfortunately my dear I must confess Ive 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 cant be like me, a completely free spirit Now enough ideas from this scene here Ive obtained But thanks all the same from what youve refrained So forget about me and go now back to your scotches For in my book youve both dropped a few notches Nothing more here I need to endure So I guess now Ill bid you adure

Dancing along the line

In 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 Ive been thrice, I gave that a try Somethings you can learn from the academy But do they teach you how to handle polygamy? Theyll says its wrong and list the reasons But you dont need a rain coat for all the seasons Now I digress, Ive strayed of course And for the record the above I dont endorse Though neither would I say that I condemn it I would have to abstain in the vote in the senate Whats that you say I always abstain? Thats 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 Youll 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 Its because Im on the path of becoming a wizard

Lost Morning
Okay Ill admit it Im a little off centre And from time to time into madness Ill 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 its not as if Im some kind of threat to humanity Ive got my excuse I cant pick up on a single scent Differing from the rest in thoughts and actions, I wont repent Sometimes it takes an outsider to highlight the defect And who among you is taking the time to inspect? Im mean come on, look at it all, its a little absurd And Im not the only one here, on that take my word We go through the motions for its whats 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 Ive 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 youre made to doubt your own soul? Why our benevolent leaders know how to take control Teach us how to think so that were 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 Im bitching about equality But cant 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 Ive confessed The world each day is becoming far more oppressed

Celebredom is the new opium of the masses To grab just a pieces well 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 unattained
I dont know what else there is for me to say But Ive 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 thats where Ill always reside No matter where I go, how far I roam Ill destine to feel without a home This may be the case now but not forever Through all of lifes trials one must endeavour To grow, create and instill fresh hope In those struggling in there days to cope Here Ive seen much to be inspired But Ive pushed myself to far to be rendered tired For all the mocking and the jeers and me hurled They dont seem to appreciate Im part of the greater world Too many are involved in little outside the county Thats why they have such a small share of the nations bounty Each time I see someone from a different village They look upon me like Im here to pillage But looking to the truth I know what Ill find A single woman here has consumed my mind I cant blame anyone, it all comes down to me A slave to something unknown Ill never be free In this situation before Ive been engaged At my own patheticness I become enraged Being involved in something with Ive 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 minds 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 Its foolish and useless to just sit still Again with the ancients as my guides Ill go and find where my spirit hides

Beer Tab
Was 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 its 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 Im too far for it to bite? All its doing is revealing its position Giving me my time to make a decision If I cross the invisible line itll strike But Ive been on more than just one hike Ive 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 Ive 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 Ive accumulated a hefty debt Of karma, good will and so on But Ill pay it back before Im gone Where and when Ive yet to conceive But Ill live long enough, or so I believe This comparison may be a little drab But they wont let you leave a bar until youve 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!!

Assertion
Sow 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 its all restructured and the changes are through? Youve got a large piece of the pie So why arent you looking at the sky For all of youre 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? Youve 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 Its not exactly all that bloody hard You dont 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 ones going to hand it to you on a plate No one's intervening youre 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 wont 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 youre 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 Its all there right in front of you for you to choice To play with the world and not worry wholl 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 bitter

I 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 Id always heard them but never this loud Im a little more edgy now walking amongst a crowd Im not sure how exactly it came to be But I guess I saw something I wasnt supposed to see And through all of this, what makes matters worse I dont know what it was thats 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 Its amazing to comprehend to what ends some will stoop It really doesnt pay to stay out of the loop But from what my life has shown I can stand and hold my own Im not the least bit afraid to bleed To get an inch or two closer to what I need What keeps me apart from what Ive been seeing? Is that I wont extract blood from another being Besides the times are a different its the digital age Gone is the brute warrior, replaced with the sage A role Im more then willing to uphold As the dark undercurrents remain untold From stories of puppies, politicians and mines Ive matured enough to read between the lines Muscles, brains, cunts, all are for hire If youve the money you can fulfill your desire So wake up or sleep, do whatever you will But watching from the sidelines Ive had my fill

General Eyes
How 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 storys 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 its 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 Its something will all do, theres no refute Its 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 its 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 farmer
Of 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

Addict
I'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 dont know why but somethings are never right And Ive 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 Its going to take some time and across a few oceans But its all about laying down the perfect foundations For what exactly Ive 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 dont like the way it looks And I know the order of the books So outside of it Ill patiently wait Until someone joins me beyond the gate

Shut the fuck up

Fuck me? Fuck you! Whatd I do? Walk a different way? Have a better game to play? Worked out what lifes 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 youre all so mild And then you enforce the same onto your child Ive taken in more then just an eyeful And pretty much understand this cycle But this is all youve every known For its all youve every been shown Until me The free The fears of others just bounce of my chest Thats what separates me from the rest And Im not swallowing another shitty lie Even if it means severing another tie Ive 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 Im actually incredibly weak Though I may have a deadly stare At the end of the day Im full of hot air So forgive me if I care not for how you feel But youre 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 Ive 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 Im sure I know why At helping the world too hard I try By others problems I dont 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 Ive incredible retention I wish I could say Ive helped everyone Ive met But thats 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 dont 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 Ive understood its come to perpetuate As my own happiness will eventuate When timeless mistakes finally cease Ill 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 youve 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 youre 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 wont fit into a circles 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 youve created You say sorry now and expect me to feel elated Even as we speak youre not listening to what I say Sorry means nothing if you wont 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 Im not giving you that information youve 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 Youve a job, a home and plenty to eat Can you say like me that youve lived on the street? Working for the moment until you becomes someones wife Can you say like me that youve tried to take your own life? The money for your education wasnt scrimped, wasnt scraped Can you say like me that youve once been raped? The righteousness of your own ways youve always believed That you can complain about anyone who has every achieved

Were all snake food

Time 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 Its 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 lifes course Deaf theyve 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 its origins they dont 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 theres 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 youre weeding out things that are done sloppily But are setting things up for yet another monopoly From endorsing you rules of management Ive always refrained For by its own nature it cant 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?

Heres 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? Its dawn? AS for death well get to that soon But for now lets 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 were here at the present then were 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 youre 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 were 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 its our whole existence is somewhat trifle Though we may use it to carry out our own plans Were 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 crche And to know our own selves theres plenty of evidence Looking back over our order of life events The times of great joy to when were quite sick All of these things create our own inner logic But of all of these things Im not really sure I hope I dont come across as too much of a bore Perhaps away from these thoughts you may sheer But Im curious to know, whats your idea?

Fish bait
What do you know about what I believe? Youre 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 Im being absurd But seriously now and this is on the level Im 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 Everythings working in order, all as planned Youve 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 dont wish to get caught in my next outburst Im in no hurry here, my time I will bide As sooner or later youll all come onside? For I know exactly what you all think you need Ive discovered the source thats feeding your greed Soon enough now the source will be mine Then youll 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 Id rather move on and dish out some new insults Im 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 havent noticed that youre all sinking

But as a feed you another lie A little hard youll now try To move a little quicker Instead of just slowly getting sicker So I dont have a lover Ill leave and elsewhere recover I know what for me is right As I head to where the fish actually bite But its because Ive gone out on a whim That youre 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 yourre left with nothing to fear

Jihad Nuclear Greenpeace

Who 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 Ive 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 Ill just through in a few keywords Like it or not Im definitely here to stay And its my game not yours that I choose to play Appreciate the irony as you burn your resources And unwittingly reveal all of your sources Im not on a witch hunt, not looking to blame For me its a puzzle, an intriguing game Okay Ill acknowledge that the stakes might be high But Ill happy to pursue it until its my turn to die As far as Im concerned Im 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 Ill be in London shortly so Ill see you all soon

Mesmorised II
Well now look at this youre 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 Im afraid its just no fun Unless I take this back to square one You left me a little unsure and curious Not knowing what couldve happened made you furious But alas, for me to please For the first part Ill just tease Its changed now that youve 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 youre not the least bit troubled Though more than before your feeling unnerved Soon enough youll get what youve deserved But now that I know that its a guarantee Im in no hurry to let the demons free For the longer I hold them they build up their rage The more raveness theyll be when its time to engage Ah my dear you have such sweet eyes If I didnt know better Id say they mesmerise But Im playing out this scene for the umpteenth time As well as these thoughts Im 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 Ill confess theyre a little bemusing But Ill 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? Theres a wrath now holding me, you clever girl Ive misjudged, I believed you were cleaner But thats clearly not so by your changed demeanour

I think that its quite plan to see That you now have me completely at your mercy I feel betrayed, yet humbled, youve somehow won But, by the look in your eyes, I think this will be fun

As the observed observes the observers

Slipping 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 whats best left alone But theres 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 arrow

Ones attempts are not hard to derail As ones 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 theyre 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 its 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 its too late Faith in the afterlife and protect ones soul Are you still buying that shit, its 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 dont know exactly what you are seeing But not one of us is a celestial being For our brains are tiny, were extremely gullible Were nothing more than another fucking animal

So do nothing at all and die on your spot But at this alpha male Im 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 dont 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? Ive 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 Fetus

Do 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 were 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 weve 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 its been shown But hey weve created monsters before So whats the big deal if we have one more? Perhaps its byproducts will make some a little sicker But for the greater good, well 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 its worth Isn't about man, its about the earth

Poison idea?
How accurate do you think the likeness When I was just registered by your subconsiousness And if its true, what some believe Once its 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 its 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 Thats what Im 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 Ive a lot more to say Returning now to the subject in question There is but one more thing Id like to mention What bounced off me was nothing but light A form of energy that entered you through sight

If you dont want me to look at your breasts dont 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 its far from complete Filling in the blanks is not an easy feat For there still exists some gaping holes And its 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 Ive 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 Ill find a way through So for now through new worlds Ill pass and give thanks And slowly build up my world, filling in the blanks With some luck, well before the clock reaches eleven Ill enter a world that I can call heaven

This aint right. is it?

I jumped, I fell, I got up and looked around It was dark, I couldnt 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 wasnt so damn exhausted Id have a slight sense of fear This could be the last adventure, the start of my demise But its too early to quit, no time to agonise For its not like this is my first time beyond my depth Im many things but most definitely not inept I dont know what that is but Ill 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 Im sure soon enough Ill get what I need But nows a good time to believe in reincarnation As I struggle to fight off starvation I wonder if for a king Ive qualified Of that I suspect Ill be denied Up or down, which way would I go? What for my life do I have to show? Ive never saved a soul nor written a book Hey, why not at my last life take a look? Judging on all the options Ive had Was I really good or really bad? If I were honest and truly believin Id have to say I probably broke even

And it seems Ive done the same once more Through its ups and down my lifes 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 Id assumed Now that I look back I guess it all makes sense My judgment was clouded, bah! I think Im just dense Though this adventure has been somewhat trifle I must confess that it was rather insightful I feel like once again Ive successfully pass another life test And now I know where home is I can go and get some rest

The
The origin Im 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 isnt The

The fine print

I keep hearing whats 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? Im 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 Ive come to be, my disposition Doesnt 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 Ive 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 Im 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 youve seen of me its 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 wont take away youre ability to rejoice Deciphering all this must be made by choice The path Ive moved onto, to which Ive strolled Leads to danger and somewhere mighty cold Id say by now that it should be plain to see Thats this books been created as my insurance policy

The End
So there you have it a brief outline I hope you werent expecting anything divine Of this here globe a different perspective Bearing in mind this is all quite subjective Just like many before youll 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 well confide Seeking assurance that were 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 Its 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 Wholl 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 Ive pondered other ways Pursued other avenues They could work Theoretically They wont 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