I'd write you everyday

as if to weigh more
importance
it bears on the envelope
a stamp

words within for
some curious kids to read
joy and all emotion
lessons in the code

I would write you everyday
my dear
to tell you something true
to remind myself
as much as you
just how much
life there is
between us two

simple in structure
simple intent
consistent collection
of things that have been
the future approaches
if not now
then when

I will write you every day

smoky quartz

the past

If i could get to sleep like i used to
before the world was full
of mass and not imagination
ideas and sand
slipping the hourglass

if I could only dream like I used to
when darkness filled my eyes
and weightless I would fall
to oblivion

if only I could be like I used to
weaker way before the confidence
of surviving this machine
made of flesh and metal

I would wake up
immediately

an D

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iuLdCWnuTa8

Sky!
[What would I want? Sky!]
Is everything alright?You feeling moany?You feeling lonely?You're not the only
Is everything alright?You feeling stormy?You feeling phoney?You're not the only
Do you get up up up?Clouds stop and move above meToo bad they can't help meWhat is the right way?
Do I float up up up?When I stop and look around meGrey is where the color should beWhat is the right way?
Old glasses clinking and aNew order's blinkingand I -I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
That I got on the riverReally can't make you changeAnd the sky gets filled up too fastand the taxi man's saying, "You bettagive me some money; stop daydreaming, dude!"When the point of horizon is hiding from youWhat would you want sky?
Are you taking it lightly?Lost in the flurriesYou start to worryYou will be buriedTaking it lightlyand so I hurryI start to worryHere come them flurries
Is everything alright?You feeling lonely?You feeling moldy?You're not the only
Is everything alright?You feeling stormy?You feeling foamy?You're not the only
Do you get up up up?Clouds stop and move above meToo bad they can't help meWhat is the right way?
Do I float up up up?When I stop and look around meGrey is where that color should beWhat is the right way?
Old glasses clinking and aNew order's blinking and I -I should be floating but I'm weighted by thinking
I'm a fly on the riverThat'll make me some changeWhen the sky gets filled up too fastand the taxi cab's waiting, "You bettagive him some money;stop daydreaming, dude!"When the point of horizon is hiding it's bluesWhat would you want sky?
What would I want? Sky!
What would I want? Sky!


...now it all makes perfect sense!

wow weird energy this week.. must be the end of the world or somethin..  please everyone, back to normal when it's over?  once the madness has subdued 12/12/12 have we not entered a portal to the new world order in the court is not the worry its your mind its controlled by systems that seem to have wiped you blind.  free yourself from mental slavery become one within and then for others. spread the light into the dark places wherever you may go.  we shall all live forever! but if not then now is all we have to live fear not because the stories been retold a million times at once you're new at once you're old.

anti gravity

it took time to count all those stars
a lifetime of carefully plotting out the points
where we'd like to be.  as if we could even all the points.
infinite as it appears to be.  beyond what I care to think about.
Someday is so far away from the moment that I am in.
stars like headlights of passing cars are flying past the cockpit
as i transcend into places where, familiar as they may seem
are nothing but completely new to me.

All those stars get rearranged
as more paths manifest
until the course we're on is chosen
or thought to be the best
until a better opportunity
more stars come into view
and suddenly to choose seems futile (doom doom doom)

so you cease to be the captain of your own ship
now the captain is the sea...
of stars that navigate around you,
chosen entity
to be enlightened one must care not about ones being
but instead, the energy
let your body wander freely all throughout the galaxies
at the whim of stardust dreams and energy
what is life without the walk
the memories of a journey
don't worry where just go
the rest will sort itself like stars into the patterns in the sky we recognize.

Crystal Clear