The Soul And The Minds Game

Are we separate from the soul?, or
Are we the soul of the soul on a planetary stroll
to meet and greet the other souls?

No body knows.
Speculation mount.
The brain intellectualizes every sound.
The gods begins to emerge in many domain.
Is it all fantasy or has a real name?
No body knows what is soul.

the pundits
the preachers
the rabbi
the imams
the intellectuals
all must feel ashamed as they
cover their false soul claims in the name
of God, or in an intellectual
premise game.

no one has seen a soul
no one has met the God
yet religious beliefs are strong, and
wants no compromise.
the intellectuals play the mind game,
and create premises to make their point.

the games of life and of the soul are all in name,
a lexicographic game
to amuse the brain
with minds game.

Mary Go Around

minds convolute to resolute to free from convolute, the mind.
the thought web surrounds and bounds, and
takes the mind to multiple mary go arounds.

minds rationalize the arguments to the core to make a point
of no return, with the masquerades of the convolute, the living themes.
it is all economic regimes to gain power to control.

the minds
roll
stroll
to behold
the rationalized power gold.

minds convolute to resolute to free from the convolute, the mind.
It is an ironic game.
the thouught webs surrounds, abounds, and
takes the mind on a multiple mary go arounds.

Sleep, And The Heart Beat

I did not get enough sleep
my heart is beating a sardonic beat
my mind is fluttering to keep the heart beat.

k-Bear seems to be happy as she can be
she sleeps, dreams, eats, and poops, and
I have to scoop the poop,
as I sleep walk to keep my heart to beat,
a sardonic beat.

I did not get enough sleep.
my heart is beating a sardonic beat
my mind is fluttering to keep the heart beat.
I am sleepy, sleepy, sleepy as I can be..........

Ego Talk

ego could be fun, and a delight.
if we take the spite out of ego's might.

thoughts expand, flow, and glow
with universe in row.
it is an ego talk in tow.

how high can we go?
nothing is impossible, and
the possibilities are all around.
ego talks are abound.

ego screams,
dreams,
creates, and
flows in poetic streams
hoping,
that flowers
shall blossom
to dry
to fly
with the wind
to join
the universe in it's swing.

ego's contradiction rings
are making life's meanings
contradictory, as ego
takes the up, down, and
around swings.

ego and it's fantasy, and
the creation of it's skill
could make minds
a power tool,
a fantasy machine, or
make the mind serene,
still, and
sublime in ego's mind.

there is no escaping from egos rhymes.
ego could be fun, and a delight
if we take the spite out of ego's might!!

intellectual and rational renderings are ego's delights,
an exercise to create knowledge gain, reduce pain, and
make it through the day without a living strain.

ideals of life are egos many might,
a conversion of power glide 
to make it through the night, or
to make feel good slight
to sooth a plight.
ego is always right.

it is an ego talk,
why should there be any surprise?

ego creates the splendor, and wise.
ego claims to be reflective, and slice.
egos are slicing,
covering,
staging, and
rendering
the minds.

to free the mind
from ego's grip.....
is a fantasy
rendering
of ego trip
that surrounds our time.

transcend and transform
to be free and glee
are egos play
to let the mind delude in
delusional stray.

ego can save,
ego can rave,
ego can enslave,
ego can rage,
ego can make
the human stake
to build or break.

ego could be fun, and a delight
if we take the spite out of ego's might.

Safe Moguls

there are ups, and there are downs.
the planet earth is full of clowns
in every moves of  ups and downs.
there are saints, and there are saints!
there is a paucity of thoughtful reigns.

humanity's dab with the technology
has increased manifold.
disconnects are spreading, and
connects are difficult to hold,
an irony of our time as Internet unfold.

the need for power to control is not less anymore
than it has been for some time in humanity's corridor.
there are more Moguls hiding behind the corporate shields, and
the state's are shielding the corporate shields,
making the Moguls safe, and out of reach.

this is our time.
the year 2010 is folding it's tent.
populous life can be bought, rent, and sold
under the banner of lawful contract mold.
commercials disguise have mesmerized the human soul.
brains are polluted as ideologue minds are in control.

WE ARE THE WITNESS OF OUR TIME.

Planetary Slum

the mind drifts,
the brain swifts,
the sleep hovers, and
the thoughts rifts.

feelings are numb
as I take a plunge
in human planetary slum.

A Romantic Spin

romantic spins are
the fragments of our minds,
soothing the delusions, and
praising the drifting imaginations.

the symbols, and the metaphor rise
to make through the drenched minds
idealized in romantic spins of our time.

the present compromise,
the rise of Obama might,
is a romantic spin of our time.

it is Obama's time to spin, and
camouflage the state crimes.
voters illusions come to light,
a romantic spin, the cling of our time.

WE ARE THE WITNESS OF OUR TIME.