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Space and time mean what?, How long have I got in this spot? For space to exist, we need time, for time to exist we need space, what does that mean for the human race? We exist in our own personal paradigm, what we believe is true for all our time, we don't know, and we can't believe it's all a show, time and space, law of gravity, you can't fall up? clear for all to see!? But, the Theory of Relativity is not what it seems to be, the greatest minds and all their finds are subject to scrutiny, creation is just imagination, and tomorrow we could fall up if we want to, its up to me and its up to you.








Nothing EVER ceases to exist, it changes form

mom dad i know your gone it's been a few years im here there's to many tears in my eyes im 29 now hoping to find some one to help me in my burden state iv lost alot of innocence im now feeling like it all could end why do i have so many questions with no answers there's to many feelings in my heart and soul please forgive me i can never let you go

like the very breeze, enveloping my senses
drawing me to sadness at the brevity of your gaze
to have to own to love a rose which is ever-blooming
should that love be ours
undone am I
the key is thyne

music in the trees to the buzzing of the bees in a hive,
dancing in the streets to the sound of six strings on a guitar,
voice of an angel with stars within ones eyes a glow beyond all,
thump thump the drums of old and pipers leading of to war,
twist to the right twist to the left shake your booty all night long,
stand up and listen to all theirs a song for one and all,
music to ones ear lobes so great its decibels are beyond all,
only one way to defeat the sound of music to your ears ,
to die of old age will cure your music fear ,
no longer alive to hear the sounds in your ear ,
to hear the sounds means your alive and it must mean,
mean that musics still alive and voices of all remain in the light,
with music and life just smile alright for everything is alright this here night,
music is life.

Even u are far today,
Our hearts beat in same time
And our love seems stronger,
Even u red rose was virtual
It smells better because was sent with love
And u voice melt my heart.
Happy Valentine,my love and to all lovers!

Good night moon
Watch over my sleep
Keep evil spirits
In your shadow
Safe is your light
Shining tonight
Giving delight
Free me from
All sorrow

One never sees
the damage
lies can do

when someone
untruth
is told too

saying something
false
before someone

one never sees
the damage
of what is done

white lies
or black lies
is there any difference
everything is not easy
there are no shades
of black and white

then honesty
should be the way
unless it causes damage
or
shatters someones dreams
maybe silence could be used
and then let
and lies remain unheard

Luna looses her grip of the tides
issuing laced waves to caress sand and stone,
hues of color surrendering to gray,
sweet cool air providing whispers to the willows
and the footfalls of a solitary poet offers no echo.

There is peace in darkness.

Moon's light frost the tips of each wave
delicate in design yet brilliantly bold,
awareness is born as each wave shimmers uniquely,
yet surrenders to join the waters below
to be reborn again in manifest glory.

I am more wave than water.

Flocks of willows dance in the breeze
leaves flickering like stars, like chattering,
empty minded souls, whose mouths must move
constantly issuing vacuous words
as if filling some barren reservoir.

I prefer silence when there is nothing to be said.

Drinking deeply of the crisp cool air I close my eyes
and all of nature is revealed:
the past is but the future awaiting rebirth,
the present already a footprint upon the sand,
and each soul upon the earth a destiny awaits.

And in leaving I take the next step towards tomorrow.

SAS

I lay to bed and went not to sleep
as fog raised like snuffs from cows
all was silent memories

a warmth only to face

Such sadden night was mine
turning upside down
a bent on wrong
tears laying
within my frown

I would want to write of deep strewn poetry
yet scattered upon the floor
kicked amongst the history
lay bleeding against the door

as scattered papers
and blood within the words
shrilled such wrong

ticking time
a distance song

I feared to look away
such grace
that one has shown

to fall upon your face

grappling irons
lay silent
as hanging
nightmares

stilled at times
with grief
and yet

as the shadows of my night befell me
cryptic screams
laying dormant

the sun moved into her place in time

I closed the book
of bloodlet crime

Someone once said ‘this game is all in the mind, and the mind is all but a game’ oh yes, twas me, we chase our tails constantly. But there is a way we can be free, don’t take the red, don’t take the blue, just open your mind to what is true.
1: You cannot be what you cannot see.
2: You have to grow to know.
3: You have to know to grow.
4: You have to see ‘this reality’
5: You come to know that you are me’
And now, you are free!