take a breath

when you miss the songs they sang
and the love he showed once upon a long time ago.

and you miss the words we would undyingly read
and then script together
just to make the drama
and the sadness dance in our heads
instead of cry out of our eyes.

when you find that
the art you create
and the words you craft
are just a means of travelling back,
so far back into the past.

me,
you,
everyone,
(we are all really one)
One great being that just needs to learn to breathe.
When your inhaling faster and faster
trying to dance backward and backward;
throwing your love outward and outward;
ALL THAT YOU REALLY NEED IS TO:
STOP -
take a glance INWARD.

These unlimited trips into oblivion
only reveal what you all ready know.

We will never learn that which we are not ready to hear
even if it is a lesson we have ceaselessly been searching for.
STOP SEEKING -
just let it sink into you.

To want to love everyone,
to want to get along with everyone,
to want, to want, to want.
Makes you unattractive to Want,
Want won't give you the actions you are crying out for
(no matter how altruistic or selfish).
Develop your perspective,
see everyone as your equal
as they are you as much as you are them.
(Do you get it yet?)
When we become one with, and love, ourselves,
we become one with the whole and subsequently love others.

Abandon Ego,
if you're only out to better yourself
you will be lonely in the end.
Trust the Present
because it is always providing for you the Future.
Encourage your attitude to be light
because than your thoughts
will for always be ever so lighter.
To get upset, to wish, to miss, to regret, to want, to need
are such momentary lusts for such uncertain events.
Listen only to the beats that will bring you infinite inner and outer peace.

Oneness.

Realize:
This life is just one big scene.
Harmony happens when everyone purifies their being.
All of our Egos need to stop painting the world a tapestry of tragedies.
Begin to dance through the melody of unconditional love and connectivity
right into everyone's individuality.

Our individualities are products of each other.
We are one in the same.

time is only consciousness

Can I still think your different
even if deep down you turn out to be the same,
just like everybody else?

Consumed by their own selfish simple standards;
attempting to trap time so they can sit it on a shelf
and wonder WHY life has to be so limiting.

Their frightened.
Your frightened.

Do you let love bloom inside your very being
or do you steal that time and use it only to better yourself?

Doesn't anybody see?
CAN'T ANYBODY SEE LIKE ME?
With love, your time becomes the way it used to be,
remember the way it was in your infancy? -
Landmarks of opportunities,
rivers of devotion,
infinite oceans of creation and expressions.

The time where you could gaze at the clouds
for hours
and be mesmerized by the quite remarkable symmetry.

And this time,
if your love is deeply purified,
the timeless nature never
NEVER
floats away.

timeless trappings.

my heart is still all black and blue
and once the hurt sets in, once again.
oh i just know i can't return to you.

i can see myself getting greedier
love love love, in my mind should always be enough.
But as more time grows,
I expect it to transform into certain lines
that draw us nearer and nearer.

These thoughts are deafening,
but the future's pushed aside
for the life and ecstasy I want to feel tonight.

how much can the water crush your thoughts,
if your lungs have all ready collapsed?
Does pain ever play a part when your heart becomes numb?

Reality is a Nuisance.

I need an escape;
A break.
From this short-circuited society
which only produces
egotistical clans,
self-centered masses,
ethnocentric variations of conformists.
People who think their INDIVIDUAL ACTIONS
breed no SOCIETAL CONSEQUENCES.

We're sitting back and ignoring
a genocide of unborn infants,
strayed women are
finding comfort in prostitution,
and we're well on our way to designing babies.
Tell me, please,
What the Hell are WE doing to REALITY?

My mind can't stay silent;
it seems to be the only one
that can hear the innocent hearts crying.
Confidentiality should not be able to masquerade
this whole war of death and violence.

Can people slow down and breathe?
Can we find our inner truth and finally believe
that LIFE CAN BE A DIFFERENT WAY?
Harmony can hunt its way into every human being.
Love can be caught from an epidemic of laughter.
A belly-aching laugh that begins
when we see our own absurdity,
from living a long history where acceptance
was consistently the only distance
between our coexistence.

Does music have a NEW vibration?
That can echo throughout a unified nation
where our individual creations
wind up being
our only respective differences.

Past and Future.

Creation flows from my reactions to climatic conditions.

Memory's dreams, bounce you back-and-forth,
back-and-forth,
in between
RESIGNATION,
(signing over your past in order to move on and live with your present)
and
RECOLLECTION,
(why do you still feel most alive when you live in lost love?).

Learn the art of acquiescing.

To attach the label of love
onto a non-deserver is to corrupt
the honesty, the integrity, the essence, the fulfillment,
and the underlying concepts
of Passion.

Ever think it'd be this hard
when you started running
and you turned around to realize
that he was never coming?

Should an individual ever abandon
the content but deafening silence of Loneliness
for an impossible shot at love's ember;
a shot which has all ready been shown to them
as incredibly less than they've previously known?

There's a pattern in the predictions-
the majority are willing to trade
their own Solitude's precious moments away
to someone whose simply interested in playing a game.