Just enjoy the ride!
I have seen tomorrow, I know, how it will go, firstly it ends, all will cease to exist, in the blink of an eye, this world will die, then a new creation, a whole new population, starts anew, from Jurassic world to space exploration, we failed in our
Suicidal Games
I wrote this 4-20-2011. This was written within the same time frame of when I wrote What I've Done and Rock n Roll Star, within hours I mean. This is one I played around with "shock rock" but it seemed more laid back and mellow; for it sounded better!
Well, this is the plan!
I hear of this plan of "the creator" can it be?, seems very strange to me, a creator who can create such misery?, and all for what? and why should this be?, is there something I've missed? that I cannot see? What does the "creator" want to create
The truth will prevail!
The lies of today will fall on the shoulders of the young tomorrow, look back in sorrow, record for posterity, the truth, the reality of how this came to be and what we saw, and what we see, should never again come to be!
The end game
We live in captivity because we believe this is reality, nothing new, we can't see, the real you or the real me, it will always be the same, until we end this game, but then it starts anew, never a whole new me and never a whole new you.
Correct!
So you're not rich? got nothing to show for your life, but what did you sow? Children who grew to be, proud for anyone to see, No monetary life? filled with strife? Just tenderness and good direction, Won't be sent to a place of correction
Who knows?
Tomorrow could be, it could, be, what we envisage, what we want it to be, Tomorrow can be a replication of today, we can think, we can be, we can swim or we can sink, Tomorrow could be unique, find all we want, what we seek, nothing is out o
Why?
Differing opinions, I'm right, you are wrong, same old story, same old song, You WHERE here, now you are gone, that didn't take too long, You started the conflict, you started the fight, hope you have seen the LIGHT, And on it goes, day afte
Him, the P guy!
This relative of mine goes to bed at nine, Wakes up and drinks at twelve, that's fine, But when he disturbs our sleeping time, I draw the line, He's selfish to the extreme, does not care who's there, who they are or where they've been, W
Gardeners Dilemma!
Marigolds in June can thrive, its Cosmos that do survive, in April and May, who knows what to say, but certain roses bloom all year round, Chantilly Lace shows its grace, but Cinnamon Snow is the way to go. I think, well, it's swim or sink!
Older questions!
At twenty one and twenty five, you wonder who will be alive, at forty one and forty five, you just don't know who will thrive, at fifty one and sixty one, you wonder why you're not gone!
Onward we go.
The art of communication has changed, rearranged, instead of "I said", its now, "I was like" instead of " I said back" it's "I turned around and said", so they are constantly turning around (for no reason) being like something (for no reason) and T
The Old Man!
The old man left our house, took my car and drove away, I was twenty one, I remember to this day, There was no goodbye, there was no adieu, there was never, we'll never see you, again, And life went on, with someone gone, like a dis
Who am I?
If you took your best shot, would I survive? Would I be alive? If you decided to take it all away, what do you think I would say? Do you think I would crumble, fall down and give in? Be part of it all, start again, begin? Then you don'
Born
Those magical feelings we used to feel, fascination, anticipation, a dream becomes real, Butterflies fluttering inside, a feeling you just can't hide, Wonderment at what you see, not knowing what could or could not be, Excitement just being he
Question?
So who would walk in another's shoes? perchance to win, perchance to lose, to swap a life, to change a way, to live maybe another day?
Questions , just questions, answer's to follow!
What will you do when the doing is done?, what will you do when the race is won? who will you be?, what will you see,,... ......eternity?
Games and life!
Such games prevail, but sadness reigns, the Show must go on, be what they want you to be, And then, finally you see, too late, it’s over, Oh such games we play, humanity is where it is, Honesty and integrity, so many have failed, So many pedesta
Take control!
Who made them smarter than me? Where we not born equally? How did I become me?, and you become you?, What?, How?, did this become true?, Though its quite funny, I have nothing, and they have the money, Im just glad to see, they live life in ecst
Time to ponder!
The new age is now, fanciful thoughts lost, memories gone, born anew, all of the past never meant to last, new you maybe, we will see.
Lesson 1
Why does nothing change? You know this and I know that, I'm right and you are wrong, who's bigger?, who's more strong?, Who wants control?, noone can let it be, noone can see, it does not matter, but its up to you, and its up to me, to let it b
Why?
Why?, Why? does there need to be an answer to existence, Why not exist? No one knows, where we go, where this all goes, if we could only stop looking, we may enjoy being here! Lets all just drink Tennessee whiskey and then go to bed!
No answer!
Why would a God create us?, if we never existed before, why would a God make us, limited forever more?, And why, oh why, do we die? If God created us to be, give us a glimpse, let us see, what could be? and take it away, why oh why, what can you say
While in the Air
I think I have a point.
Serenity
What happened yesterday will happen today, what was will be, and all our thoughts, our longing for serenity, can never be, the young need to learn, the young can never be you and me, the lessons we learned are lost to history, and they will be, t
Who?
Who becomes you when you cant be? Who becomes the order of your destiny? Who were you when you were you? What changed, what made you be, the you thats now, someone took control, left you isolated and all alone, And life became, what you are
Colours!
Colours……………., colours mean so much don’t they? They can define your day, blue or grey, Or soothing and colourful, feel the hint of spring On it’s way, Blue is cold, like a winters day, ….but snow, snow Brings out the child in you for you to
This won't work!
It seems that the only way forward is to go back, When things were simple, no attack, too many Freedoms mean too many hurts, too many dies, Too many cries, It’s a strange analogy between then and now, Progress means we don’t know how, We ne
Open!
I have an open mind, come what may, as long as you believe in what I say, My open mind never falters, I’m open , but, I have a defence, It’s a secret, that I cannot tell you, I’ll always agree, with what You say to me, and I’ll play the part, e
Same old story!
A Winter's day in Summer, A Summer's day in Winter, A promise kept, A promise broken, A pact un-kept, A love unspoken, Different days, and different ways, Different eyes and different lies, Different you and different me, Different times
Sunset
A sunset heralds a new beginning, the promise of a golden age, a fire in the sky that shows its rage, as its golden demise turns a new page.
Ready Steady Go!
Start the day with a smile,start the day away from negativity, and all that brings you down, don't let the world suffocate you, don't you drown, don't you be anything they can see, always feel free to be you, the you that you know, instinctively
Final exam!
If you divide the good by the bad do you get the mad? The sad? If you multiply you and me what would you see? A host of energy? If you subtract negativity, then add positivity and all that could be, Then you know you have passed!
The old oak tree
A majestic old oak tree born long before you or me, Its arms spread wide, nothing to hide, leaves that have Fallen, memories ingrained of what it has seen, lives Lost, those that have been, it’s creaking old bones signal It’s time here, should a
The future
In a thousand years, there will be new fears, global warming lost and gone no warning, new spirits flow new way to go, and all that is will be lost and gone, we're not right, we're not wrong, we are the eternal epitome of that age old song, it was
Creations visions
There is a way and all would say, that you are my creation, I created you, to be free, to experience all, all of me, There's a way to go, there's a way to know, that you are you and I am you too, just close your eyes and visualize, and see, what
Hiding from the truth
The possibility of normality is lost in diversity, lets start a row, I don't know how, we're humanoid , create a void?, live a life of stupidity?, lets kill and maim and hurt and be the same, let us see, can we go down in history, the worst that
ME PLURRY ORANGE SOCKS.
Have you ever been to Orange in the middle of Winter ? All you need is some warm clothes & a Toddy. The locals don't seem to mind the Winter but the travellers certainly feel it. It certainly was an eye opener for this visitor and I have never forgotten the warm hospitality....Maymyo.
"STRONGER?"
About one's mental exhaustion ...
the blue whale
we tracked it with technology we fixed a tracing ring in the hope of reading data the haunted click to sing we followed her in boats she pitched a role to play we watched her shoal a stanza as time zones fell away she beached in Californ
farewell BMW
Well I took a heavy spill and I royally broke a part of my head I wrote off my motorcycle and I spent three months in a bed well she was gonna be my bike I was gonna be her man but a truck got between us and it quickly put an end to my
girl from elsewhere
there'll be people on sundays standing in doorways praying to statues they want to believe her face amongst many a sunflowered penny shined by the daylight lucky to some her eyes azure curtains as nothing was certain a flowering kin