Live the life, not the dream of life; no explanation to explain what there is nothing to explain; live life no matter how much or how long it rains.
The remembrance of life will do that brought sadness and sorrow for whom the life couldn't be lived.
Catering is not what life is; It is the jest of living with every breadth that had not been lived is to be lived.
Live life, not the dream of life, for all the quests and inner delights for commanding living sight.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Silence
Silence is not deafening, it is reckoning, yet revealing nothing.
The clouds surround the mountain, and move swiftly to capture the happening.
The sight of falling leaves, as it danced with quivering mysterious glance of earth with embrace.
The silence brought the the quiet loving simmering inside with all it's majestic grace.
The clouds surround the mountain, and move swiftly to capture the happening.
The sight of falling leaves, as it danced with quivering mysterious glance of earth with embrace.
The silence brought the the quiet loving simmering inside with all it's majestic grace.
Histrionics
Histrionics, fear mongers, fast pullers to shift the wealth to rich are once again on the move.
Democracy, and the peoples voice has some chance to save the collapse of America; The collapse of working class will have parlous effect, not the demise of fast pullers on the move.
Let the sense prevail with a new dawn; Let the change come with the changing colors of the fall.
Let the ill will politicians of the past rot in their slime, as the Autumn breeze refreshes the rest in sublime.
Democracy, and the peoples voice has some chance to save the collapse of America; The collapse of working class will have parlous effect, not the demise of fast pullers on the move.
Let the sense prevail with a new dawn; Let the change come with the changing colors of the fall.
Let the ill will politicians of the past rot in their slime, as the Autumn breeze refreshes the rest in sublime.
Monday, September 29, 2008
A New Brothel Of High And Mighty
The momentary sounds of music disturbed by the sounds of commercials.
The soul of music is sold to the highest bidder; A new brothel of high and mighty to take on the music with slice and teasels.
The PBS, the last virtue is gone with the commercial winds; The products sold are disguised under the colors, and verbiage of commercial arts, the senseless cubicles.
Commercial art to sell, sell, and sell the unsuspecting mass the bill of goods protected by hedge, insurance, and the State dear all.
The soul of music is sold to the highest bidder; A new brothel of high and mighty to take on the music with slice and teasels.
The PBS, the last virtue is gone with the commercial winds; The products sold are disguised under the colors, and verbiage of commercial arts, the senseless cubicles.
Commercial art to sell, sell, and sell the unsuspecting mass the bill of goods protected by hedge, insurance, and the State dear all.
Life's Colorful Sight
The morning brings the open eyes to see what there is to see, the light.
The brightness of light comes to remind the living life's bright colorful sight.
The day's call to pay, pay, and pay for living on the planet earth for the living blight.
The blight of creation by the power controlling culprit slimming might.
Come, and be cheerful; let not the slimming might control, and fool by gripping tight.
See the life's wonders among us to share and see; and make the slimming controlling blight to go away in the oblivion to be, says the mind; slimming controlling blight needs the forgiveness, says the heart. Which it aught to be? The mind and heart to reconcile with forgiveness to let the life's bright colorful sight spread, with delight.
The brightness of light comes to remind the living life's bright colorful sight.
The day's call to pay, pay, and pay for living on the planet earth for the living blight.
The blight of creation by the power controlling culprit slimming might.
Come, and be cheerful; let not the slimming might control, and fool by gripping tight.
See the life's wonders among us to share and see; and make the slimming controlling blight to go away in the oblivion to be, says the mind; slimming controlling blight needs the forgiveness, says the heart. Which it aught to be? The mind and heart to reconcile with forgiveness to let the life's bright colorful sight spread, with delight.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
The Art Of Living, And The Fantasy Of Freedom Has To Be Left To Dream For Another Day
The day has come and gone; the night is here to rest to dream for another day.
There is; if there is; all there is to live for the creation of human mind either to laugh at the absurdities of living; or make a day, and wait for the night to dream for another day.
The fantasy of movies, and the revere of Micky, the mouse are here to occupy the human mind from growing, and getting stray.
Go, and sleep; The art of living, and the fantasy of freedom has to be left to dream for another day.
There is; if there is; all there is to live for the creation of human mind either to laugh at the absurdities of living; or make a day, and wait for the night to dream for another day.
The fantasy of movies, and the revere of Micky, the mouse are here to occupy the human mind from growing, and getting stray.
Go, and sleep; The art of living, and the fantasy of freedom has to be left to dream for another day.
Senseless Living
Night falls with the days mysterious yawns for nothing but to let the day pass.
Everyone strolls the life by the malls for no other reason just to let the day pass.
A world of no purpose other than spend the days in malls, and night by the empty heart bars.
A new world of senseless wasteful living to bare off the boredom of living, and spend the time to let the day pass.
The insecure minds with dangerous outlooks camouflaged in goodness, and human rights for what other than power, control, and no other cause.
The real goodness is hear in the checks and balance system that is struggling to live, and survive as the day pass.
Everyone strolls the life by the malls for no other reason just to let the day pass.
A world of no purpose other than spend the days in malls, and night by the empty heart bars.
A new world of senseless wasteful living to bare off the boredom of living, and spend the time to let the day pass.
The insecure minds with dangerous outlooks camouflaged in goodness, and human rights for what other than power, control, and no other cause.
The real goodness is hear in the checks and balance system that is struggling to live, and survive as the day pass.
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