All that could be

There wouldn’t be so many wars

If soldiers fought for the poor

There wouldn’t be so many poor

If the cost of living wasn’t war

There wouldn’t be so many thieves in prison

If there wasn't so many thieves in office

there wouldn't be so many crimes committed

if the wealthy, didn't already

own all copyrights to wealth

People wouldn’t be doing so much time

If time held real freedom outside

If there were less cops on the street

And more corporation police

People wouldn’t hate their jobs

If they could see their achievements

wouldn’t be so insecure

If they were working for reason

wouldn’t hate themselves

If they had something to believe in

There wouldn’t be a child left behind

If parents were given time to teach them

Raising our children is more worthy

Of our time and money

Than any job, degree, or policy

There wouldn’t be so much drought

If there wasn’t so much waste

There wouldn’t be those without

If they could see their heart's in place

Everybody needs help

And everybody needs money

Even the wealthy seem to just need more and more with no remorse

How many millions before they realize their soul's still just as poor

while the creditors keep knocking on our doors

and get to invest in

our debt collected debts

and charge us way more than we spent

for moving around digital digits

to different accounts in their business

earning infinite interest

for this criminal service

that depends on poverty

and gives less than nothing back to the economy

but they lend strings attached to our necks

'n give threats for their percent

their cut just went up again

on the edge, and in the red

now the rent is immanent

in this debt that never ends

when paycheck's irrelevant

overstressed and overspent

with no chance to think ahead

if the next step is going to be regret…

how did the cost of living get so high

that it's constantly taking lives

when in reality, we need so little to survive?

we're living in a golden age of technology

yet i have yet to see a working economy

Working for common needs

Instead of for who’s got the richest greed...

Money wouldn’t be rooted in evil

If it was given back to the people

This isn’t communism

This isn’t capitalism

This isn’t about a democratic or republican system

If you’re scared of these terms, I don’t blame you

As we’ve never seen a form of government do

Or become what they were supposed to

We’re accustomed to corruption

And nothing getting done as promised

Now they’re barely questioned for their actions

‘Cause it’s hard to imagine a politician being honest

This isn’t black or white or red or blue

This isn’t about picking sides to a one sided tube

This is about the unfiltered unbiased undisputed truth

Independent and self evident without exception

As it was once said that

All men are created equal

with the right to inherit this life with liberty

Let’s start to take this literally

Not just for the one percent

who just happened to have been born in

a different class than the norm is

who must think that they're more important

than us poor kids who live in the moment to moment

but they must've never seen outside their doorsteps

must've never walked the forest through the trees to feel

their roots connect through every branch and breath as far as eye can see

to cleanse their thoughts of concepts in constant conflict

with heart that's beaten in clenched fists and lost in paradoxes

to be found again only within the depths of pure conscience

they must've never heard the universe, sing with no discord in chorus

coursing through each particle of this living breathing cosmic animal

that continues to sing to me as it does to you

They must've never seen the world outside their doorstep

or they would give up their illusive prisons in a second

to reconnect with every other life form on this planet

as the truth is

we are all just students

in the same class

and no one alive has graduated past

we're all learning from kids to masters and back

as the truth is

we are all just students

and our school is life

with no substitutions

Mother Earth is our teacher

and we're all being schooled under her rules

there's no price that can measure being born of nature’s living music

the only poverty that exists is in those who can no longer

hear her song or feel the current running strong

underneath being... of all that ever was

in wonder and in honor of all that is

and all that is to come

You may say that i'm a dreamer

but I’m not the only one...

Every founding Father was a dreamer in reality

Ideas and ideals are only as real

As their children turn them out to be

Alli've

Just a dream away from reality

A reality away from a dream

Just a dream away from reality

Reality's just a way to dream

As we've fallen 

Forsaken

For sake of you

Forsaken

For sake of union

As we rise

So much

Soul fire

So

Alli've

I'm just a self away from another

just another away from myself

just an animal away from a human

just a human away from angel

If an angel has fallen alone

I wonder how long it takes before

It forgets where it comes from

and how long it takes a human

to love again someone

When

Forsaken

For sake of union

Forsaken

For universe has broken in two

 Into you

So much

Soul fire

Soo

Alli've

All the world is

In your eyes

For universe has broken in two

 Into you

And I have broken in to myself

To many times to tell

I know nothing

All to well

Just a dream away from reality

A reality away from a dream

Just a dream away from reality

Reality's just a way to dream

For sake of union 

For sake of you

I know time as an instant

In no time, i am through

And i know time as forever

As forever

Without you

Forsaken

I have broken in to myself

to many times to tell

I know nothing

All to well

Forsaken

For sake of you

So much

Soul fire

So

All'ive

All i've been, All i've done

All i am, All i have to become

To be worthy

To be worthy of your love

For sake of you

For sake of union

For sake of you love

Delicate Destiny

Can i put a name to this thought caress? or is it the universe calling me?

If so, through whose eyes will the universe next bless her lips to speak...

And how can i respect the blessing of that which i cannot see...

And how can i bless one delicate piece of natures' divine beauty, without another feeling divided from that which i can see...

If a rose takes away my sight, and i walk over many unique blades of grace to sit beside her light...

And how many steps can i stride with thorns in my side without feeling the caress of her petals, that she gives unfettered to other unique blades of grace, as they all ask to breathe and bask in her light...

as i wait...

And how do i raise my glass to one in respect, without feeling that i've let another down in neglect...

And if i bless all as one in one light, how do I not lose those closest and dearest to me when all is so bright...

When all that's left                              is all that's right

And all that's right has left all that's left of right

All that's left is all that's right

Blessed beauty

Silent dream

Delicate destiny

 Feelings unseen

Feeling your thoughts

Caressing my temple

As they warmly settle

Front and center

Light and serene

Blessed beauty

Silent dream

Delicate destiny

What do i call

All this psychic warmth i feel but cannot see?

Real as clear as real can be

If i close my eyes, there is no question how close you are to me

Yet we tend to believe only that which are senses solidly perceive

That is if we are to believe that we have merely only five of these

And if I cannot see you in this way of form

I feel your touch, just as real, on my mind, heart, and soul

And i know this feeling, as this psychic warmth i've felt before

It's the love that winds us up and asks for more

It's the love that tends to come and go along the road

As the winds blow days into shadows and tomorrows

It's that love that could've and would've and should

It's that love I'd love to learn for good

And if i can't show you in these ways of form

I can show you as i write a song...

Delicate destiny

Hand in Hand

One

Cannot see

If different sides exist

Within pure darkness

A dimension

With no limits

Immeasurable-

Height

Width

Depth

Distance

As yin and yang

Spin and dance

Together

Hand in hand

Holding

Timeless

Feeling

With nothing

Beyond their grasp

Cradling

Omniscient energy

Forged by this force of

Eternal intimacy

As this source of life

Delivers forth all form

With the birth of Light

As yin and yang

Hand in hand

Spin and dance

With appearance

 Balancing

Night with day

In light rays

Unto one

Perfect

Equilibrium

Beholding

Eye to eye

The sight of truth

As light reflects

 On Love

One

Cannot see

If different sides exist

Within pure love's

Omnipotence

A dimension

With no limits

Immeasurable-

Height

Width

Depth

Distance

As yin and yang

Hand in hand

Spin and dance

Immortal dreams

In union

Holding true

Through

Darkness

Through

Light

One side is left

And decidedly right

- All-ways of

-Love -

E=MC

We are energy

In a world of relativity

Being pulled magnetically

Gravitating in circles based on tones of polarity

Attracted to like frequencies

Synthesizing unique chemistries

Creating sparks of electricity

E = MC squared up on the beat

Riding Wav’s, timing space, rising exponentially

Shedding light

Changing skin

Out of body

Channeling

Losing self

Found again

In Layers of language

Recalibrating

In this rhythmic ritual

Checkin’ the levels of decibels

Translating

Bass lines and trebles

Mixing vibrations together

 

Feeling recentered now

Steady, ready to let self go

’n set this flow of syllables

Like skippin’ stones over tempos

as river rolls Will in ripples

Spilling forth in your circles

fillin’ souls, subliminal

Hitting notes square in their middles

From kick, snare to cymbal

Lifted slow to a boil

As verses simmer

Delivered in timbre

Little by little ‘til

listeners listen closer

Mindful of a small tickle

On the tip of the skull

As a gradual feeling trickles

Ever quicker into a flood

Over-come with

Head rushes of shivers

Running, coursing, pulsing, Truth

Driving energy directly through

These passages supplying fuel 

To take off in spiritual vehicles

Initiating launch sequence

Now counting down

4 everyone aboard

3 fasten mind on-

2 becoming all as

1

Ignition, Rev the engines

Push the limits, ever reaching in union

As an extension of light speed’s

Infinite body

Energy is the MC squared up on the beat

Producing human evolution using music theories

Ever improving techniques

Building pressure

Condensed in these measures

Fine tuning lyrics to light up the fuses

Sonics boom in revolutions

As verbal explosives

Blow minds open to notice

Windows of mental potential

Testin’ Methods most effective

To move heads with mic ‘n message

Keeping pen sharpened in action

etching with the cutting edge

Slicing until  at wits’ end

then stretchin intellect again

Making certain  the pen is

still the finest of weapons

Wordsmithin’ ammunition

Forgin poems, reloading

Full clips of wisdom

Shootin multi-rounds a second

As this lyricist, grips you in

Synthesis for these minutes

through your audio systems

Connected with the collective

With metaphors

Swinging swords

Striking chords

Open doors

To explore

And transform in this

Alchemic metamorphosis

Shedding light

Changing skin

Out of body

Channeling

Losing self

Found again

Energy’s

Equivalent 

Hymn

Hymn the rhythm hymn

Hymn the rhythm in

Hymn the rhythm hymn in rhythm hymn the rhythm in

Hymn inner rhythms’ hymn to rhythm hymn ‘til the rhythm’s in

Hymn inner rhythms intuition hymn let the rhythm in

Hymn the rhythm given within livin' in the rhythms skin


Hymn the rhythm hittin’ the drums spinnin’ in the rhythm hymn

Hymn inner rhythm become as one move in to the rhythms’ skin

Hymn inner rhythms’ hymn to rhythm hymn ‘til the rhythm’s in

Hymn inner rhythm into vision runnin’ in the rhythms skin


Hymn the rhythm

As every atom in tandem

Takin’ in this composition

An’ fusing with the music

Into one vibration …Hymn

Smitten with the rhythm

As we listen an’ begin

To feel its spirit awaken

Singin’ lyrics we hear in this

Hymn… from my translation

Of the soul within this rhythms skin


Hymn the rhythm hymn in rhythm hymn ‘til the rhythm’s in

Hymn the rhythm move-in souls hymn ‘til the rhythm’s home

Hymn the rhythm livin' within vivid in the rhythms skin

Hymn the rhythm climbin’ up-liftin’ spirit to feelin’

Hymn the rhythm in your soul hymn ‘til the rhythm’s home



Hymn the rhythm

As every element in vibration

Hymns

Shakin’ with their rhythm keepin’ humans movin’ breathin’ through them

Hymn

For the world, for your home, for the rhythm


Hymn for everyone is

An instrument in Universe’s composition

Some have found her rhythm, living right in tune with its music

Some still practice the heart, pulsing to the beat of its movement


Hymn the rhythm hymn-in

Hymn the rhythm livin’


Hymn the rhythm move-in souls

Hymn ‘til the rhythm’s home


Hymn the rhythm in your soul

Hymn ‘til the rhythms home

Spring Inspiration

The Sun rises to Light the Seasons Spring of Life,

As the truth is spread across fields of mind,

Infinite elements planted throughout time,

Branching together these grounds of gardens and ripening harvests

Of nature and mankind…

As the womb of the earth takes form and gives birth to the fruits of her labor;



As the Seed of Life…
That flowers and flourishes in nature’s dance of sacred geometry…


As the Tree of Life…
That breathes into the seeds of humanity..



As the womb of the earth takes form and gives birth to the fruits of her labor…


Living seeds to living beings, living dreams to lucid feeling…

All still as one within the earth’s womb,

Until the taste of her fruit unearths free will to form..

Free will to dream and own dreams, free will to believe in owned belief..


 Just as Adam and Eve first started to think, themselves into being

Apart from the garden, apart from their roots..

Just as we continue to wander the wonders and flavors of worlds,

To think of ourselves however we choose…



Yet all of us still, are living seeds within the Earth’s Fruit…

Seeds of souls,

within seas of knowledge..

with which we see our selves in light of…

Seeds of souls within seeds of fruit, within seeds of Trees, of Life, and of Truth…

reMind - soon soong

The only death we know

Is utter emptiness of soul

We are reaping what we sow

Until the reaper takes its toll



The only death we know

Is utter emptiness of soul

Sometimes we can not let it go

Lost to life, just like those

Who left this world long ago

While their spirits rise above

Our spirits fall below opposed

Eyes mirrored dark and cold

And to the people in our lives

It’s like we’re just not there anymore


When nothing we swallow kills the sorrow

When nothing we follow fills the hollow

This is the only death we know

Utter emptiness of soul


We are reaping what we sow

We are the reapers of our own


If only we’d remember

How much we need each other

‘Cause life is long until it’s gone

Until it’s too late to make up and move on

Too late to face the music

Never know what you got until you lose it


My thoughts mean nothing

Without the thought of you

This isn’t metaphor or poetic form

This is visible and completely literal

The life that you have given

Has colored in my vision

What once was dark ‘n hidden

Has light vivid within it

Thus this is written

For your recognition

I’m in your debt

For all existence


Without a sense of you

All my senses

Are senseless


Without your light

My life is

Lifeless


Without yourself

My self is

Selfless


And I’m reminded, reminded, reminded


Mind is mine to redefine

Realize and realign

Revive will and vital signs

Shocking chakra fires high

Chanting mantras by the light

Rising from the depths inside

Rewired ‘n inspired to inscribe

Reminding

Word to the wise


The only death we know

Is utter emptiness of soul

We are reaping what we sow

We are the reapers of our own


The truth is, behind the eyelids

No one of us is divided

And the choice if spirit lives alive

Is ours to be decided

For this time

Where we can sense the great divide

And then fall into some eyes

And feel our spirits reunited

Song in progress...Question

Piecing together words that seem to fit
In a puzzle of a picture of a dream imprint
Diligently digging deeper in depths of essence
Drawing out my spirit from this questioned canvas

As these words have magic to heal or damage
I scramble to manage this mangled language
To unscramble an answer, to banish the anguish
Over the immortal question of this present sentence
What is dreamt within these senses
So dependent on perception
How to express in true intention
Just the message, no deception
So much lost in the translation
Forsaken, severed relations
Minds missing, spirits vacant
Behind this miscommunication
Peace of mind is waiting
A ways in, awaken
Keep piecing
Keep peace-in

Keep piecing together words that seem to fit
In a puzzle of a picture of a dream imprint
Diligently digging deeper in depths of essence
Drawing out my spirit from this questioned canvas

In the screaming silence
Dreaming an alliance of senses
Entwined in-between the lines and tenses
Inside this vibrance arises
Thoughts inner rhyme
Caught in poetry lines
Where I was taught to find an outlet
From the violence, from the tyrants
From the sirens blasting just behind us
In defiance I went silent
Pensive, introspective
Hence this invented sentence
Via weapons the pen gives
To vent vivid vengeance
Against this self dissonance

Reawakened, clearheaded
Meditating within question
Let’s see how far we can stretch this
Cosmic mind over matter
Over matter over mind
I scramble to manage this mangled language
To unscramble an answer, to banish the anguish
Over the immortal question of this present sentence
In the screaming silence
Dreaming an alliance of senses
Entwined in-between the lines and tenses

New song: Eyesee

So you think that you’re on top

But your head is clearly shot

With these holes in your soul

Mirrored close to the bone

Shining strait through your clothes

I know,

I’ve got these eyes of my own

These eyes, these eyes

These eyes don’t lie, these eyes inSight

These eyes, these eyes

Open Wide

So you think that you’re on top

‘Cause you got what you flaunt

With your cash and your masks

With your baggage fully packed

Firmly stacked on your back

All these burdens you attract

With your thoughts you have bought

From the boss, at the cost

Of your heart, always locked

In a box, getting lost

Getting buried in the dark

In your gut, covered up

All your self, someone else

Feelings cut…

By this talk, all this talk

Better hide what you thought

‘Cause they think they’re on top

In control, in the know

In the paper on payroll

Stressing ‘bout their possessions

Growing over their shoulders

All these stories they told ya

‘Cause they think that they’re on top

Worried, walking like a cop

Always looking for problems

With no intention to solve them

Just get them out of the open

So no one will notice

If something is broken

The prison system will fix ‘em

Out of sight, out of mind

The prison system will fix ‘em

Out of our sights

Must be out of our minds

So you think that you’re on top

In control, in the know

But we’re never going to stop

Hip hop and rock and roll

Living, loving, feeling soul

Doing what we weren’t told

Anything goes

To push the envelope

Reaching new plateaus

I got all my stock in

This block and this rock

I’m on top of

In this dirt

In this earth

And that spot at the bottom

In my heart

In my art

And all these stars we’re a part of

Lineage

Nature is freedom

Willing to be sacrificed

To keep alight the beacon

Preserving nature’s will

In hearts free and fulfilled


Limits on instinct

Spark off frictions

Soliciting livid beings

Resistant to clear thinking

As venom gets in

Under the skin

Overtaken

Adrenaline

Rushed in tunnel vision

Mind-set in reflex

Locked in habits

Cause and effect

Safe from question

Introspection

Hiding beneath

Blanket beliefs

Covering nature’s

Instinct to be free

Constantly growing

Spreading forth its wings



In certains

Inserted in verses

Unearthed for this purpose

Illuminating our kindred essence

Within Earth’s intestines

As her body digests

Our inherent sentience

Fire water turbulent

Destined intrepid

Walking rapids

Softened calibers

Enlightened shoulders

Weighing forwards

See, saw, and awakened for dawn

Free fallen, keep calling

Deep homage back unto solace

Resolved to evolve in verity

Lifting true being towards Satori-+

Balancing heavens and earth

Solar clarity, lunar gravity

Parting seas between

These polarities

Fast as memory can foresee

All we’ remember to be

Antidotal philosophies

Vivid visions, lucid truths

As all living nature is equal

In divisions from the Root

Spiritual relatives

Inherited from the Tree of Life

Under which we are given light

To experience

Mother Earth’s

Body, heart, and lineage

My Pen Indent

My pen indent

Intends to reinvent

An instance in essence

Transcendent

As I tend to the sentence

And mend what’s meant to mention


An attempt to step

Out of boxed in concepts

Through poetic dialect

As I express and dissect

My lyrics to project

A symbolic trip

Out of context

With which to interpret

Inexpressible purpose


All the stories

Allegories

Answers only

Transitory


Falls of fallible temporal tempests

Pauses tangible, in time presented


Knowledge of knowledge

Creates wisdom to envision

Languages within languages

Meaning within meaning

Where words can harmonize

And sing clarity to reason


Solid understandings

Of fluid matters

We only can fathom

Exploring patterns

Through metaphoric passages


All the stories

Allegories

Answers only

Transitory


Falls of fallible temporal tempests

Pauses tangible, in time ascended


Extrasensory

Sentimental sentience

Spiritual evidence

My pen, indented

Dipped in luminescence

As I tend to the sentence

And mend what’s meant to mention

Dream In-Betweens

Truth is formed within the friction of fictions
Reality is born on the backs of our perceptions
Begins as superstitions
Then spins in our traditions
As ideas become conditioned
Taken in, unquestioned
As reality bends around our senses

In dream in-betweens
Realities interweave
Leaving feelings in limbo
Ineffable
Hidden in notes
Elusive symbols
Innuendos
Still essentially
Inexpressible

Feelings in pieces
Reaching through each of us
A fruition of species
Evolving from star dust
Sparking up hearts’ pulse
As life falls into your love

Feelings in rhythm
Merging certains
Tender centers
Arming hands
In cosmic plans
Miracles running
In dream in-betweens
Believed to be seen
In fathom’s leap
Over fallacies
Chasms deep
As atoms reach
Into Galaxies
Dynamic alchemies
As entities form mentalities
Thought patterns ebb and flow
As Saturn tends the road
Heads in home
Amends the soul
Leads to gold
As mind spurs in throes in vertigos
As mental vehicles
Collide with intangibles
Ascending ethereal senses
To perceive our spiritual essence

Truth is formed within the friction of fictions
Reality is borne on the backs of our perceptions

Letters Reform

Letters reform

Tender in home

Remembered as one

Centered intention

As letters reform

This essence reflected

Resonating

Resounding sensation

As letters reform

Rebound in relation

Revelating relevance

Refound innovation

Renovating residents

As letters reform beings

Conceived in their meaning

Sight within seeing

Synchronicity

Climbing frequencies

Rising symmetries

Finding harmonies

Resonating

Resounding sensation

As angels sing

Letters forming

Ascension rings

In keys of belief

Come souls

To compose

Instrumentalities

Tuning realities

In mental strings

As spirits sing

Letters forming

Ascension rings

Resonating

Resounding sensation

Coloring

Consciousness

With hues of views

And numerous truths

As letters reform

To measure the weathers

And reason the seasons

Revelating relevance

Renovating residents

To perceive and believe in

Dreams and unseens

Hearing angel wings

Sounding

Ascension rings

Letters reform

Settles the storm

Beginnings and ends

All created with pen

Drawing experience

As centered intent

Calling in evidence

All eyes and elements

Alive in attendance

Resonating

Omnipresence

As letters reform

This essence reflected

Keeping home in the moment

Lighting hope up to grow in

As a soul within a body taking form

As a letter within a word within a poem

Blood Lines

A poem starts

As a poet

Tattoos his heart

Amidst spirit

Emits lyrics

In true clearness

Woken, wizened

Open eyelids

Inking illustrations

Inkling innovations

As the poet

Sews his soul up

Sticks in stitches

With prolific images

Imprints the skin

Ink sinking in

As the poet

Digs in his pen

Ink thickened red

Heart spilling

Blood-lines

Across pages

Lost ages

Living lineage

Still experienced

Flowing through

Veins of verse

In bodies of works

Entombed in books

As the poet

Rolls in papers

Smoking word

Absorbing natures

Exploring worlds

Wrote in pictures

Immortal forms

Evoking visions

Broken filters

Invoking will to

Dig in deeper

Pins and needles

Feeling reapers

Reaching inwards

As the poet

Tattoos his heart

Amidst spirit

Emits lyrics

Sparking arson

Smoking word

As art incarnates

Harsh hitting

Heart spilling

Blood-lines

One mind

Woken, wizened

Open eyelids

Synchronized

In kindred sight

Vitalized

In vivid light

Symbolized

In poems crafted

Smoking word

As it hits and passes

Smoking word

As vast to ashes

Second Dimensions

Sitting, tripping

Over thinking

Waiting, waking

Meditating


Sitting, tripping

Over thinking

Inciting, writing

Inviting light in


Sitting, tripping

Over thinking

Racing, tasting

Overtaking


As this existence

Flips its scripting

Adrift and shifting

As dimensions live

In a mist all amidst


First in spirit

Dreaming

Second Dimensions

Physical senses

Living freely

As seconds rush

To feeling

Second perceptions

Seconds of love

Seconds of seeing

Whole truths of one’s being

As seconds come to meaning

As seconds love


Firstly spirit

Breathing

Second Dimensions

Seconds to One

Moment

Second to none

As heavens touch

This second

And second beckons seconds

To second this second

As seconds give birth to new seconds

And can’t get enough

Perceptions in senses

All love, awe struck

With every second

No time to pause for a minute

For fear of losing the present

Still right here in this second

In one moment’s dimension

Inheritance

Over each an intimate

Underneath experience

In the reach of instruments

Inner wreath of infinites


Certain ascertain

Ascending inner ways

Searching earth in stages

An essential inheritance

Living steps away


As the stairwell expands

In steps of tests

In depths unchecked

Unpercepted

Unexpressed

Unattempted

Unprogressed

Over miracles

Under measures

Overly intense

As thunder rumbles

Under wonders

Over all and all we wander

Under meaning

Over tense

Under breathing

Over sense

Under being

Over spent

As thunder rumbles

Under levels

Over wanders, one another

Under wonders, all encumbered

Under wonders, all around earth’s

Omnipresent sentience

Miracle inheritance

I wander under

Wonder over

The point of return

As certain ascertain

Ascending inner ways

Searching earth in stages

An essential inheritance

Living steps away

In the present, honored pendant

On the spirit, rests its essence

As love intended

Ever attendant over

Every center of sentience


Over each an intimate

Underneath experience

In the reach of instruments

Inner wreath of infinites

Diamond

Days go by

And raise the spiral

Days that fly

In rays of fire


As the turning of the Sun

Inspires life to run

As the burning of the Sun

Fires light to love


Day in, day out

Light lives, light waits

In time a Diamond

Falls in place


Ways in, ways out

Light’s home, light’s grace

In minds of Diamonds

Spirit wakes


Days go by

And raise the spiral

Days that fly

In rays of fire


Days refine

And crystallize

Days divine

In Diamond eyes


One day into another

Each Dais becomes an Altar

As life dies the Diamond cast

Each soul, a shape

In Diamond’s past

Each heart, a carve

On Diamond’s back

As life lives the Diamond’s craft


One day into another

Each Dais becomes an Altar

As souls light their life to offer

Under water, within God’s harbor

As stars burn to earn their honor

Emerging slowly one day farther

As life returns to rise on Highland

As souls return to find One’s Diamond

Music is Fluid

Music is fluid
Emotion unbroken
In tune fully fluent
With truth undisputed
And through its translucence
These movements influence
A spoken reflection
Invoking direction
For emotion to open
And consume in a human
Transmuting perception
As music's fluid becomes a lucid dimension

Captivating
Infatuating
A chance inhabitance
In vibrant elements
Alive and intelligent
Imagining ambiance

Vast symbologies
Astral harmonies
A current emergent
As earth turns her resonance
In the fervent sounds of permanence
Heard and returned as the spirit converges

I Went Silent

…I went silent…
Searching for that song
Because these words are not my own
I took them from my home
And mistook them for this poem
Sometimes it's in my head so strong
I forget where I belong among
The song was sung
Along the run, outside the drums
Along the run that hides the sun

God lent his senses
And sent this sentence
Sin test repentance
Meant to fence this tempest
With weapons the pen gives
…Pensive… Intentive…

…I went silent…
Hence this sentence invented
A vibrance
An incentive
To vent the night by lamp
Pent, tense and tormented
Each sense sensing immenseness
That just left tempting and tasteless
Felt theft went and kept the sacred
…Held self… Met as it wept… Empty and faceless…

The Daily World War

How many people live out their lives

In a daily world war waging deep inside?


What are these wars everyone hides to describe?

As casualty after casualty die from suicide

Falling though time, calling to find

Some form of peace from this torn up mind

As spirit cries


Despair, unrepaired

Shell-shocked soulless stares

Locked up addresses

Blocked out defenses

Fortified in trenches

Borderline dementias


Wounded eyes, broken minds

Victimized, institutionalized

Criminalized, capitalized

Criticized, psycho-analyzed

Classified, mentally certified


Defense mechanisms

Intense mental schisms

Condensed, checked in prisons

The sense, wrecked and hidden


Gears ingrained

Fear of change

Strangers to strangers’ piety

Dangers to a saner society


Ignorance carpet bombed in living rooms’ vacuum

Mass deception fed from television set receptions

Suburbans learnin’ to purchase burdens burning

Urgent urbans furnished with newer versions churning

Diversions from persons’ hurt in the uncertain turning


As spirit cries

In the daily world war waging deep inside

The Shadow of Truth

The shadow of truth

As ripening fruits

Follow their roots

The shadow follows the truth


As the moon lights the source of the shadow

As the shadow shapes the source of the root

As the source reunites with what follows

As the sun turns the shadow around truth


When the tree knows its forest

When the grass knows its field

When the rock knows its mountain

When a human grows to feel


The shadow of truth

As ripened fruits

Fall close to their roots

The shadow falls close to the truth


As the moon lights the source of the shadow

As the shadow shapes the source of the root

As the source reunites with what follows

As the sun turns the shadow into truth


When the truth knows its shadow

When the shadow knows its truth

When a human knows its limits

When a human knows its proof


As the tree knows its forest

As the grass knows its field

As the rock knows its mountain

As a human knows its real


As the truth holds its shadow

As the shadow holds its heart

As God holds its human

As the human holds to God

Quintessence

Immortality lives

When time dies

As we know it


If you have ever

Felt you’ve lived forever

Within a moment


If an eternity existed

Within that measure

Of atonement


And life proved to live

Even beyond this level

Still unfolding


How can there ever

Be a never

That is apart from forever?


Immortality lives

When time dies

As we know it


When the normality

Of a feeling without gravity

Over takes your supposed reality


An eternal moment

Passing so rapidly

You can not see what’s happening

As fantasy runs away with sanity

And fights out what you can and can’t see



Immortality lives

When time dies

As we know it


As the change in perception

Enters ourselves into a new dimension

Where life lives in parallels as sight gives its variables

Through senses of space and time elements

Tended in sentences, encased in mind’s intelligence

Intended to develop the face behind its essence

Through a division of visions

As existence experiences its parables

In a position of instants

Persistent to exist in difference

With the quintessence that envelopes the distances

And subsists even amidst its own dissonance

Wordsmith

A Wordsmith forging spirit armor

Verses varnished in harmonic mantra

Worn incarnate with karmic honor

A sword of sonnets armed for dharma

Sworn to guard its cosmic garden

As the Wordsmith forges spirit armor


Omnipresent

Descendant

An extension

Of sentiment


Welding rhymes

Respelling minds


Tapped in magical

Telepathic intangibles


Synchronizing syllables

Symbolizing invisibles



Psychics cited

Sight enlightened


Given the visionless

Omniscient and limitless

As infinite instruments

Listen and intimate


As the Wordsmith forged this spirit armor

Verses varnished in harmonic mantra

Worn incarnate with karmic honor

A sword of sonnets armed for dharma

Sworn to guard its cosmic garden

As the Wordsmith forges spirit armor

Human-Nature

Nature lives and dies

In the home of God’s symmetry

Nature evolves, nature resides

Nature resolves, nature survives

Never falters, never sways

Never questions nature’s fate

Along the path that nature makes

The laws of nature stays in place


Humans live and die

In the home of nature’s symmetry

Humans breathe from nature’s breath

Humans feed from nature’s breast

Humans live off nature’s death

Until human nature is all that’s left


Humans hide from nature’s law

With nature’s roofs, and nature’s walls

Humans lie from nature’s song

With human rights and human wrongs

Until humans find their nature’s gone


Free to leave from nature’s hold

To question laws and reflect their own

Free to believe what they think to know

Until nature calls their nature home


Nature lives and dies

In the home of God’s symmetry

Nature evolves, nature resides

Nature resolves, nature survives

Never falters, never sways

Never questions nature’s fate

Along the path that nature makes

The laws of nature stays in place

Eyes Circling Spirit

Eyes see that which eye allows eyes to see

Eyes see that which eye understands

Eye sees that which eyes allow eye to see

Eye sees that which eyes believe


Humans only perceive angles of reality

From within the circles they know

As circles only touch resonant circles

Humans remain confined to reflections

Around their circle’s dimension

Cut off from divine truth

Residing in circles outside of their loop


As circles lie in circle’s eyes

Round and round the circle’s side

As circles stride in circle’s line

Bound to sound their circle finds

As circles bind their circle’s spine

Round and round the circles hide


Closed to those who know they lie

Closed to souls who chose to find

Roads that wove through circle’s time

Roads that woke to open minds


As circles open into spiral’s rings

As humans see their angels change

As circles open into spiral’s rings

As humans grow their spirit wings

As circles open into spiral’s rings

As humans see their angel kin

As circles open into spiral’s rings

As angels see the heavens sing


Eyes see that which eye allows eyes to see

Eyes see that which eye understands

Eye sees that which eyes allow eye to see

Eye sees that which eyes believe

God is All Incarnate

God is the word

We only perceive the sound of it

God is the road

We only walk her ‘round a bit

God is the force

We only live what’s bound to it

God is the rhythm

We only dream our way out of pitch

God is the universe

We only grasp the ground of it

God is the love

We only reach with arms stretched

God is All incarnate

We only sense what has been started



God is the heart

We only strive to rise and spark it

God is the mind

We only change its topic

God is the body

We only operate a harness

God is the light

We only pass into the darkness

God is the undivided

We only see a part the stars lit

God is All incarnate

We only sense what has been started

Visions of the Word

How many lives does it take

Before we understand our Word?

How many words does it take

Before we understand our Life?


A life in a Word

Alive in a feeling

Lives in a form

Survives in the meaning


Visions of the Word

Words of the vision

Word created worlds

Worlds translate written


Lives before perception

Arrives before truth

Exists tastes of reality

Although never the proof


Lives before words

Entered our worlds

Took over as tools

And ushered their rule


Pictured scriptures

Immortal structures

Nurtured cultures

Envisioned order


A bond left

Beyond death

As long as time

Belongs inside


Words before lives

In our worlds of archives

Exponential lifetimes

Only words will describe



Pictured scriptures

Immortal structures

Nurtured cultures

Envisioned order


As verse occurred

Reworked and rehearsed

Reverbed in records

Reinsured in life’s Word


A bond left

Beyond death

As long as time

Belongs inside


These words endured

Relearned as new birth

Returned to resource

And further spiral their course



A life in a Word

Alive in a feeling

Lives in a form

Survives in the meaning


Visions of the Word

Words of the vision

As Word created worlds

Worlds can be rewritten


As right words write worlds into light

Takes hold, shapes souls into flight

Just as Hinduism’s huge influence

Illuming humans’ pursuance

Of the undivided truth

Awaking movements in unison

As true visions of Buddhism

Break through the illusions of dualism



As right words write worlds into flight

Creates hope, shapes souls into light

Just as Plato evolved the Sophistical

Philosophic physicals

And all that is literal

Just as the far reaches of Jesus

Teaches biblical visibles

In parables wrote ancient ages ago

And still to this day grow, to pave roads

A way forwards

A way for words

To word towards

The fruition of religion

Branching dimensions of Ascension

Climbing perceptions of the Heavens


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As Human Lands into the Hands of Enchantment

Consciousness found a planet

And over ran it with panic

Started turning small with no damage

Then turned tall into language

That left behind all that lasted

Through words that only convey half of it


As consciousness found a past in the passion that passed on

Roots to branches through the dances evolution advances

From generations of ages

Singing creation in stages

Painting history pages

As songs of angels call down their natures for futures to savor

Each piece key to complete the expansion imagined

As human lands into the hands of enchantment

Striving to understand the paths that they stand in

Confined to one mind in this passage of language

Where patterns of matter awaken and take form

As consciousness finds a past in the passion that passed on

In a Dream we call Reality

In a Dream we call Reality

Some conversations get us nowhere

Some conversations get us back-words

Some conversations can heal past words

Unlocking passwords, revealing masters' last words

In wisdom, in honor, in rapture

In a precision that occurs after-words

In vision of higher wisdom in honor of respect

That is Love

That is God

That is as perfect as you allow it to get

Before your senses can't handle the sense

That was never taught how to implement

Over time as thoughts take out all signs of the limitlessness


In a Dream we call Reality


A common theme through my dreams seems to be

The art of finding meaning through writing

Through out scenes in other people's lighting

Weaving my own story despite them

Before everything falls away into a reality

Where we say we wake up...

Into a dream I can't remember starting

And it's only after we wake up into clarity

That we can call a reality a dream

And a dream a reality


Remembering poems I've written in dreams

Makes me wonder how many poems

I wrote without knowing the origination of that moment

It's as if all my words could have already been spoken

And as I grasp for vocals that I can call my own

I come across writer after writer looking for these same words

It's as if we're all the same person

Seeking a home

In a dream we call a reality

Conscious Language

Conscious Language

The true expression that inspires us

The cure to the deadly language virus

The pure in words verbal vaccine

The birth into the world of dreams


Conscious language

Zen in the silence

Love in the air

God and its vibrance

Hold me to share

Conscious language

Zen in the silence

Love in the air

Then words arrive in

And nobody cares

Conscious Language

Zen in the silence

Love in the air

God and its vibrance

Only to share

Conscious language


The true expression that inspires us

The cure to the deadly language virus

The pure in words verbal vaccine

The birth into the world of dreams

Conscious Language

The Philosophies the Apostles See

Within hip hop I'm free

To spin off a piece

Of the philosophies the apostles see

There's no stopping this artistry

This is the part of me

My heart believes

Into harmonies

As I walk solemnly

In the arms that harbor Eve

To the palms of Eden's dreams

In the charms of warden trees

That sing the songs that call to be

As the garden that guards them from falling

As the anomaly of our reality becomes the possibility of divinity

As the philosophies the apostles see lie in harmony with all belief


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The Truth is Ruthless

The truth is a ruthless noose that gives the fruitless a purpose

The truth lives on surface of worthless disturbance

The truth is every single human

All 6 billion gazillion reptilian civilians

Who begin with an equivalent heart within them

Could all be fluting with food in their system

In need of no assistance to subsist in existence

It all comes down to negligence

As citizens miss the significant

Since money pissed on any hint of the infinite

As the search for one true love

Turned into the thirst for some new drug

To get you through your to do jobs

While others have no roof on their person

And no proof of a true god

In search for who put the curse on the earth's lawn

The search to unearth wrong and rebirth song

In search for the first dawn with worth drawn

As humans, As one


While the money spent on money spent on more money spent

On protection from "war at any single chance"

The erection that presidents get to prance around as their political stance

This money could have ended this era of poverty and depression

While the whole world suffered at every expense

What else to end all the tension, and prevent the need for protection

But to end the incentives of need turned dementia


But they feed from this struggle

A living being distorted into a dollar's product

So rich politicians can guzzle the profit

Off its demonic logic

As TV’s hot topic hides the scary real story

That no one knows, no one cares

No one dares to separate fables from nightmares

And presidents from welfare

Always hesitant to be there to protect freedom from warfare