computers crunching numbers
drunks stumbling blunders
robots making robot things
what is there left to do
forgetting how to make things up
alarm struggling to wake me up
maybe i’ll just sink back to a dream
whats so wrong with giving up
maybe its just not what i want to do
lots of things can piss me off
but only one can make my heart so new
no one else can live up to
the hurdles i have set them up
saying if you love me so will i love you
but you love me and i’m getting stuck
acting like i don’t give a fuck
but remember how there’s nothing left to do
so i remain with my playing sand
occasionally wave a hand at the passing waves of you
the temple of a body has been likened to a canvas
some see the canvas of the skin
others the canvas in the memory
life in the process of God painting a human canvas
I am a body of water
stresses and strains keep me from settling
early in the morning or at last light the reflections are clear
the mud settles and the wavelets cease
the motion of the body is one
the slowly moving plants and the occasional fish ad a hue of life
when I am settled I am clear and I am beautiful
when the wind starts to blow I have no where to go
A wise man named Isaac once said that for every force
there is an equal and opposite force
my surface unsettling is no exception
these forces may blur my perception of the reflection
but its only on the surface
nothing has been permenently changed or altered
I continue on accepting what you offer
and diluting the poison that I am force fed
you see and you know
you feel and you know
you live and you know
and you die and you go
this is not what i was told
this is what my heart knows
because I heard and I listen
because I work and I grow
I kneed and I sow
and this is food for my soul
Selah
I dont feel love
I am not in love
I dont know love
I cant show love
I am love
I cant fall into it
I cant climb out of it
I am not under it
I am not above it
Love is the cornerstone of the bridge and the gate
Love is God and love is hate
Love is the rhythm of my soul
striking every beat and every tone
Love is the lighthouse guiding me home
a beacon in the distance
while my own heart is shining
A lot of time is spent moving myself across the sea
more and more remembering to look in to the light inside of me
many truths we bring together
with the song we sing forever
stoke the fire hotter, redder,
than life in Jah there’s nothing better
i live life with love so i love my life
cant no body bring me down
i got a bounce in my step and a smile on my face
you better watch where you bring that frown
mister babylon come and try to make me run
like a part in his corruption and disease
like a thread on a loom weaving impending doom
the system is oiled and tuned
only through the grace of a man so great
can I hope to escape from this place
the Spirit was in me all along
through every heart ache and working night so long
evading the word saved but at times thats the best way
to say the feeling of being so carelessly free
i was welcomed back with a heavenly feast in my mind
i didn’t even knock but I guess He had some extra grace
like free candy at a parade making giddy children’s days
no better way to say, so humbled and so happy
smile beaming I dug my teeth in
if i already had no words to describe then now i am indebted
any words i thought i had have quickly been removed
i checked my gratitude account which was overflowing
then i checked my language bill and owed a monthly due
if only these currencies would exchange at a nice fair rate
I could sing a song to free the world and be with you forever
cracking jokes with the busiest man in the universe keeps my soul satisfied
some rush off to his business meetings afraid that they’ll be late
He treats them all accordingly and responds in a formal tone
I’ve been told to fear him, but every time I get near him
first thing I hear he spits another joke
certainly a friend I wouldn’t make fun of
but one I make fun with
I know that he’d do anything for me
so I’m slow to ask a favor
I hope he knows I’d do anything for Him
but he keeps on laughing,
not sure there is much more he needs
full sighted aimed to love almighty
most famed most sung praises of
banging drums and plucking strings
air into the lungs the song begins
rejoicing in the power and the glory
the only one for which words will come..
does everyone love me or am i having delusions of grandeur?
is it my soul or my pride?
my shine or my wallet?
Still many questions I have
does life make less sense every day so I can go home
and things will be in perfect harmony?
Can i play the drums without second thought?
without doubting that through you I make a sound
for you and with you I am made whole
I play a small part yet I am the cornerstone
never to be refused again
each grain of sand once washed on the sea shore
cleansed for your building a space to offer life
grace and compassion are the signs and the
modulated sayings on the radio bands
frequency or amplitude however you like to be stretched
down dog or forward fold which ever will suffice
until i am old and frail and bend down to get the news
or have a furry friend to do it for me
on this day too I will remember you
Jah lift their spirit and heals them
out of confusion he steals them
His children know He is pleased when
Jah Love is the only feeling
His love is the only feeling
Jah love is the only feeling
His love is the only feeling
Jah love is the source of all
Our eyes look to the clouds
with our feet firm on the ground
He make the world go round
when we make a joyful sound
We make a joyful sound
InI make a joyful sound
We make a joyful sound
Jah spread the blessings ’round
I rise up early this mornin
and ask inna prayer to Jah
how can InI serve you
what is there for I to do?
Jah respond with a lovely feeling
telling I that music is the healing
I sing praise in every song
and Jah music make we strong
Jah music make I strong, yes
Jah music make we strong
Jah music make InI strong
sing Jah praise in every song
Lord preserve this love
uphold the righteous and rise
the time is now
do not sit stagnant with humility
but take your power and might
the sword of your right hand is near
make mashing and measurable change!
i wait patiently meek and immobile on a monday morning
physically put in place to make the next wage
no building can hold me my Spirit will rise
action through inaction in mental and molecular planes
synthesis as neurons find new ways
stillness of nucleus motion of satellites
orbiting of beings as discontinuous dots
not even nonlinear descriptions can approach the deepest thoughts
a musical wave crests above ground
as roots are watered with pleasantly low pulses
low and lowly audible and kinetic
colors blended on a palette the brush awaits instruction
caught in the moment between potential and performed
the artistic mantra streams from the muse
a shock wave of creativity unharnessed but felt
rattles the chakras deeper than bone
awareness of inner light incomparably careless
blessed in the moment undeservingly so
this is pure mercy unrequested and unearned
given the opportunity to relish the joy of service
I serve you and this is a job well done
the task for which I was made
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At home, alone in peace with the Lord and his word.
all things considered all things observed, happiness is in me,
amongst the urges under pure observance, sense in
feeling the inside of the head is like being a submarine of awareness,
venturing on what I call me
center is in me, center right through me,
center is default without mind and distraction
yet it’s so hard to get to,
being in me, my mind is so quick to lead me away
focus on extremities holding and grabbing
putting things in me and letting things out
such a curious business we all go about
a walking tube with a fire
I better burn for a purpose
to heat my Lord when he’s cold,
to help others see this tube is not “me”
Lord I know you may arrive in wrath
in a storm, in a fearful image, or what you will
help me to wait patiently for your arrival
and call upon you continuously when I am in need
or when I have been filled with joy and rejoicing because of your mercy
help me to be more grateful of your continuous mercy and love,
more aware of your infinite presence and care
I love you, have mercy and know, as I am still tonight,
my heart is for you and your will for the keeping. Selah
-2-
recording the mind on paper
as I observe the self through time
self does not belong to me or to anyone
when free of ego and set free
channels open and flows descend and combine
waterfalls gently caress ever so slightly
the rocks behind the moving wall
this wall was not built and will not crumble
but is always falling with a peaceful roar
the distant rumble a constant reminder
of gravity’s gift, gaia’s greatness,
the goblet of good
the cold mist can make me shudder
clench my shoulders and shiver
but what is life without sensation?
material cessation, a spiritual recreation
God knows
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In the midst of battle swords clash and horses rear,
the end of this blood bath must be near
whether it’s a trumpet sound
that marks the end of just a quiet misty morning,
my heart will be rejoicing and ringing in the peace with a joyous song
my soul has long lacked the freedom and safety of this new era,
this place in time has been eternal
but for which I wasted so long in line,
waiting and praying, hoping helpless and in pain
Lord you came
-4-
confusion all around me
with so many lost on their way
still more sleep walking through each day
a prayer with every thought is my goal
keeping my mind steady turning without running off
and burning myself in hate, double taking every mistake
and feeling regret for moments lost
the full moon approaches with a constant spin
a still hand waves the tides in nightly fashion
the white knight mounted on the blackest stallion
the dogs bark and the circus animals circle their pens
where is the break in the fence?
is there an escape route or is the plane already in the air?
no stopping, no ejection seat, no parachute,
the only option is wings
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Lord take me in your clutches, take me in your grasp
only you will outlast the moment and the past
your arms hold me so sweetly surrounded
at peace in your hand I unwind and surrender
things so naturally super they could be called super natural
the laws of nature prevail from beginning to end
Alpha and Omega when I exist in between
from wilderness to palace to field and the city
turning over river stones to find your spirit
in many tones, sounds and colors each uniquely discovered
in an originally scripted moment in my life
I seek purity, constancy and peace,
I seek for the last day coming into your eternal kingdom,
a prepared place,
a cleaned and blessed space for offerings of love, life and respect,
hard work, rest, and real life in God
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God is good, God is great,
God is fair, why not give Him the time of day?
Why not kneel and bow and sing a new song for the Lord
A constant reminder of what is Truth?
the question not the answer,
always seeking, deeper peering closer through the dark cloud of unknowing
I venture to enter the center the spinal shaker the blood rusher
the breath master overall peace reigns supreme
love conquers all shame guilt and insecurity
He is the mighty protector, the Father above all
in every sense of the word,
dispensing lessons needing learning,
He awaits,
hand outstretched yearning for our reacceptance,
the readmittance and reentry through His fourier covered in flowers
the home is a beautiful place to BE ME
-7-
I forgot about the good book today
I forgot about my Father’s law today
I let my slings and arrows loose
without a thought to the cost my Father pays
that’s why I have to lay down my sword and shield
set my eyes on the brighter side of this river
a ways to go and a width to forge
out of food and thirsty for an ear to hear
will the next uninterupting set of eyes and ears
be my target for release
a spring loaded munition of pent up fear anger and loss
with my sanity tossed by the wayside
will I remember the way home once this play is done?
-8-
seeking serenity in a supine seat
I am set to slumber
this pen and pas call to me before conscience lets me retire
how may I serve you today is what I say to my Lord
I feel a familiar response rising from the resonant root
continue on in love always searching out the real truth
seek ye first the kingdom of God and his righteousness
and all these things shall be added unto you Hallelujah!
knock and the door shall be opened unto you, seek and ye shall find,
ask and it shall be given unto you Hallelujah!
The angelic choir rings the Heavens with the song,
smoother than any breeze or trickling river,
softer than a cloud the voices are those of God’s most humble givers,
white feathered wings at work, day in, day out,
the Lord shines His light
-9-
bruised and broken I stumble on
the days are getting shorter and I must start traveling by night,
moonlight is my guide and the stars my compass
hunger and cold shivers infectious fiends
holding my consciousness between heart and head
the spark of life shines on in the small nightly lamp
fed by breath and prayer plus what little food is met along the path
no time to look behind,no place is safe to nap
shelter was long forgotten and my shoes are wearing thin
fingers white and rigid my sense of touch diminished
running from my sin im running a race I cannot win
Lord help me turn and face my fear and finish off the demons,
take it all I surrender,
Let only love remain
it’s not for me, it’s for you,
again and again Amen
praise your name the sound I do not know
-10-
The sun it rose and it set again too
I rose with Him and now I retire with hopes of a day anew
All that i’ve done and what I continue to do
let it be a prayer for you
a service to your temple
and an offering to your greatness and perseverance
you exist in infinity in zero and in fullness
you are the Alpha and the Omega,
the beginning and the end,
the Lord and Father of all,
I bow to your very being I humble myself before you
I kiss your footsteps and your reigning light
you are the showering of blessings and you bring heralds of angels
life, beauty, flowers and joy
you are the flapping wings of a butterfly
and you are the life in and out of the cocoon
you live in the sun and in the moon
and protect those who wish not to be blinded by either
you bring awe to the hearts of the sincere servants
and you breathe life into every newborn babe
regardless of circumstance
you have your chance for glory every second
but you remain the ultimate servant of all creation
while outshining everything you overstand and function in
you are present you represent and reconceal
waiting for the perfection of time
though you are time and free from the clutches of time
you are eternal, you are fire, you are bliss
you are this pen, these words and this pounding heart
your spirit soars in these words this intent and this soul I call my own
you are the purveyor, the owner, and the ruler! Selah
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Lord I try to do my part and let you do your part
which is truly the all of it
I stress and arrange in order to set the situation to remain in your praise
my personal happiness leads to gratitude which increases the love around me
there is a reciprocity cycle of love and gratitude
appreciation for life becoming the point and purpose of life
the meaning and the goal
happy to be alive my breath swings so smoothly
from emptiness to full
the linguistic sounds of rushing air create the new guidance
when the world has lost its color and things have all gone black
you find me, you find me
when im layed down flat with nowhere left to go
you find me, you find me
when I get home and the door is left wide open
you find me, you hold me
when i cry out the pains of the day and brush off the ash of yesterday
you show me, you know me
when i feel alone with no one to follow, empty and hollow
you fill me, you guide me
when my desires are known, when all i need is love,
you are there, I love you so!
I have walked a long desolate road,
and you found me, you loved me
I pray that you stay near to me
and comfort all with need for you
walking, gratefully I continue on
blowing kisses at the clouds
shine on me! open my heart and pour out its contents
we’re in this together so let me do my part
unconditional love was rare,
now unconditional love is in the air
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