60's HAir

60's HAir

Drunkenmess is like the turning tables of your childhood that you conviently forgot was good.

Regretably misbehave

you dig your own social grave.

and forgivness is only waiting from God.

Fascination has found his way down below my knees.

following me again

He does whatever you please.

Fortunate his body as my gulf of water.

Ignoring the gentle blows I have sent to his ears,

to his eyes

 

 

 

Every now and again

when time has run into today.

you can look above the stars and see your meaning,

the novel of your life

Fight for your life.

Fight for your freedom

 

 

If he is not shouting

then he is not here.

Cursive writing.

Crocodile tears.

And who to believe if I cant even believe the left side of my brain?

This is not a game.

The reality created for you

that is the game.

Don’t let them poison your daughters.

or you may be finding yourself soon with granddaughters.

with the absence of a father .

(The media is poisoning the children. They are told to be whores and killers and these whores and killers in turn reproduce their own offspring of whores and killers...and the whorish killing nation perpetuates into a larger  whorish killing nation until we all are selling ourselves and murdering our neighbors in the name of religion and morality. Don’t you see how we have been made into slaves? )

The other night I met God again

and all of my friends from back home in the promise land.

They arrived the moment I announced my feelings of loneliness

And my wanting to gather with them

for the purpose of discussing

purpose.

They stood on each side of me forming a circle.

I clasped my hands together and fell into their knowledge, their confidence of rebirth

promising to share with my brothers and sisters.

Belong to no one but myself

Wish

Could have stopped to think

Instead

Could have kept on going

Oh no, it’s just this song

That is putting me in that mood

That mood that rearranges my attitude

Towards myself and thinking of giving others a shot

Drift away if only for a little pot

Don’t even understand the thousands of promises made per second

But

Know somewhere

Some will stick

And then the rest can click

Talking the talk

Without knowing the walk

Past, Present, and Future,

And all of it is now.

No matter where I stand

Sit down

I am going to wear my crown

Let mother take care of it

Mother is taking care of it

Baby go watch your television screen there is nothing to be seen here

No need to speak

Just listen

Process

Promise

To study religion

And friendship

And followers

Past lives

Going to Christ

Going into Christ

Who is Christ?

Where does he live and why am I not there with him?

This is real

This is always fantastically real

Fantasies

Overseas

Down to your knees

All of these

Recordings

There for you

There for you

There for you

To flow

To flower

To blossom

To bloom

Followers

Friendship

And poetry

Living life

Friends

The words opening in my brain

And I am forever yours

To finger

To figure

To fluctuate

To function

Form

You fucking sinner

And all you’re fucking sinner hats

All you stupid fucking sinners

I’m not angry at you because I am you

And I have lived through everything that you have been through

And you think that you’re unique and I am actually older than you

Your lies may be cumulatively more then mine

But I promise that I am older then you

And I can show you the doors that I have opened

If you would just follow

But you’re blind

You want to stay blind

You’re scared

You don’t want to knock on anyone’s door

You have no soul

No soul

To lend

To the drug dealers

The drug dealers have stopped you

The drug dealers have stopped everyone

That’s fake

All of it is fake

That cocaine

That booze

Heroin

Its all fake

Its not creativity

GO TO THE EARTH

Open the doors to earth

There is spirit

There is a mind

There is a heart

There is you

Love you

Listen to yourself

Love yourself

Be yourself

Congratulate yourself we are here together

Practice meditation

Practice living

 

Visuals

Visuals

Visuals

I read this

You read this

Influence

Inspiration

Dancers

Visuals

Life

Music

Power

Creativity

Friendship

Forgiveness

Formability

Please

Poetry

God

If you are god

Please god if you are there

Please help me to share

Please help me to share god

If you are god of the gods

Where do gods live?

In god land

I wanted to be famous just like everyone else wanted to be famous
And I wanted to be pretty just like everyone else wanted to be pretty.
And so I drank 
I drank myself into a whore
I drank myself into a shame 
Into a shameful whore
I danced the dance of a million dancers
that use to go go dance at the place where I would go to dance
I am forever living in France 
haha
LIARS
Anyways I moved to New York
I felt New York
I am from New York
Im feeling New York
Haa
Crazy little games that we play with ourselves

I wanted to be famous just like everyone else wanted to be famous
And I wanted to be pretty just like everyone else wanted to be pretty.
And so I drank 
I drank myself into a whore
I drank myself into a shame 
Into a shameful whore
I danced the dance of a million dancers
That use to go go dance at the place where I would go to dance
I am forever living in France 
haha
LIARS
Anyways I moved to New York
I felt New York
I am from New York
Im feeling New York
Haa
Crazy little games that we play with ourselves

 

Curtains of meat

And you want me to take a seat?

Loudly, can you please force the fist down your own throat?

Someone should have been a monkey keeper, not a dog catcher

If only you can promise to feel

Calling all the heavenly bells

Who went well ?

Who set sail?

I forgot to tell you today

That forever had cum up on your face

I need company

To play with

Negotiate with

Torture each other

In the name of the other

Protect yourself from fears of others

They will convince you to buy their egos

Need me

need the evil

Loosen up your worth

Because tomorrow is someones else turf

Create a mind of no mind

And go down around and behind

Flowering

Promising

Working hard to keep me hard

Floating

Sensation of a risky vibration

Comically you fallow me

To the path where I look for books to read.

For every man there is a woman

Someone should have taught you how to treat a woman

Everything comes from inside

Inside a woman

You wear your heart on your crotch

You must liberate yourself from yourself

Your fears belong to the media

They aren’t yours.

Free your head

As it has been said

I know, many times before me.

But we have this new generation 

That must be guided back to a love nation

Flowing out pretending that I am a man

Far better to be a man because then the hand of your mother only pulls you half way down the street to the light post where you want to attach your flyer for your show.

Your show that no one will come see

because you are now only three

but you have a great fuck you for the people of your city

and must waste no time on their pity.

Live the life the lord loved you enough to let you.

Libration from yourself

Lolli lolli

Gag me

Gag me

One morning when I went for a walk all the people had turned into windows

I saw through each and every window

Stuck my head outside and whistled

In the sky

In the sky

There lives this guy

You know him

Because he fed you when you had no food

He lifted you up and told you to be proud

Lately you have been meaning to thank him

Yet your urgency has been in the floor

Probably should thank him.

The pebbles of frolicking night

And the death of the day that turned into my dream

The nightmare of a living that easy

For time to be is

Is no time to be

yes ................ With one finger over my mouth I shushed you. And twirled Forward Backwards The love for music has grown to be so special in only ways a bird can sing with his wings caught in the fence. I pressed my lips against mine And then I had to resort to yelling to tell them I think I know I know Come on Trust me But nothing I said could be understood. For had I not tried to let you be understood? The craziness that always comes back to me And how to make a shield against myself and their fears? 11:40 PM  0 Comments (Add Comment) | 0 Kudos  Edit  Remove

Wednesday, January 21, 2009  and some ................ First you should smoke a smoke Everyone’s watching Laugh while they choke Because they laughed at you Those many of times you let them You didn’t know though You thought you were making nice by being nice Prairies dawn and it’s your turn to flash on by Passers by go around Around they go All about town And they smile in their pictures In case You know One day They should have those pictures be seen. Elevators to my lover and I do miss him I found his real body in my dreams last night and I played fourteen hands of chess Alone In my dreams But he just stood next to me the whole time I promise lover lady listen lick me love it listen I’m here 11:02 PM  0 Comments (Add Comment) | 0 Kudos  Edit  Remove

Wednesday, January 21, 2009  haha Someone gave me this bracelet when I was young. I don’t remember who it was. It was just someone. And they always pretended they knew me. Almost like calling me a stranger first, without even asking if I was alright. I had already won to many fights and I knew how to do it well. Win fights that is. That was or is. I really like how songs just put me in my seat and demand of me my attention. Listen to every word I sing to you as you misbehave behind closed doors. Fighting yourself, fighting your friends, and all the while being frightened. There is my spicy pepper. I missed you so. Oh lovely dovey the songs we wrote last time were romantic but we have so much more work that needs to be done. 10:54 PM  0 Comments (Add Comment) | 0 Kudos  Edit  Remove

Wednesday, December 10, 2008  Something was in my throat but it wasn't words. Im sorry I tried to strangle you.  I didnt mean it I swear.  I swear no no no ha ha I didint mean it. No body told me it was easy . It was those eyes you see  those eyes that sloped down like two sad trees... trees you see. Both of those eyes they wore jackets.  they looked back at me. I felt spicy all over like a seasoned pepper. something was in my throat but it wasn't words and thank god for that. because who gives a fuck fuck  and tomorrow it will be like Christmas reading all of the promises I made to myself. A bunch of fucking liars that's who! A bunch of fucking liars. and the minute you start lying to yourself you start lying to everyone around you. all of them spinning hahahahah laughing what a bunch of monkeys. together we can participate in making it happen yes we can yes we always have could. bunch of monkeys. 4:02 AM  0 Comments (Add Comment) | 0 Kudos  Edit  Remove

Tuesday, January 20, 2009  A day in the life of what happend yesterday .......................... I’m kind of a genius and there he is again Jimmy is back..... He is the symbol of my creative genius. .... every time he comes over we like to just sit and stare at our ideas until they turn into action. .... .. .. Clap your hands .... Is that a clap I just heard? .... I miss your face. .... Everyday that I have woken up since .... It’s like that movie we watched once where all the leaves had fallen to the ground. .... Something inside me tells me happy days are to come when the shades of the sky are yellow and orange and red. .... My environment .... It could have all just been my environment and my lack there of. .... How many times can some one run around and around in their room? .... .. .. .. .. .. .. Maybe I can still have him, you know?.... I love him, you know?.... I can do anything, I know. .... Myself, I know. .... What I do and how do you do?.... And I just want to tell him all I have found..... He will see it .... And love it .... And we need to be sitting here now next to each other.... And I will say "Hello Boy,.... so kind of you to finally listen to me.".... And he will say "Yes I am here now.".... So then I will read to him aloud everything that I have wanted to read to him aloud..... He loves it.... Because he knows that ok finally its time to relax and enjoy knowledge.... And spread it around.... And on a Blue Sunday or rather a gorgeous one .... We would be able to take our hands down to the flowers where I have always wanted to go. .... That perfect shade of tan and that song that just lifted from everywhere inside me..... I promise I promise I promise.... My heart is forever yours.....lady lady flower....... The promises that have been made to you..... The powers that are rightfully yours..... .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. ha and an island in my arms.. like the blue blue cold drink I wanted to have had splashed over my fears. .... Didn’t you bother to see which way he went?  .... I always loved the way she laughed..... She was so perfect in her laughing. .... It just broke through like an expression of God. .... Poor God is always trying to bring the peace and were always all like "uh uh whatevers dude we love science.".... .. .. .. .. Hello I love myself wont you tell me your name..... .. .. .. .. .. .. hold me.. never mind I don’t need you to hold me because I’m like a princess with a magic wand and I say you jump and you dance...and then everyone agrees that they love me...or at least I do..... .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. .. Do you think it would have been ok to walk backwards? .... Stop asking everyone what they think should be ok. .... I feel ok. .... Are you ok? .... Why can’t you do anything on your own?.... Why can’t you be ok if everyone is non ok? .... I’m only asking because you told me to .. see I’m just like you. .... .. .. .. .. .. .. I want everything to be happening now. .... Oh yeah it is happening now I almost forgot. .... I’m always forgetting and that forgetting is getting in my way. .... Trouble and danger. .... Beware. .... glass jaw and the doors and the doors and the doors. .... .. .. .. .. omg move me to ....California......... .. .. .. .. that’s the next promise land . .... I want to be the next LA woman sung about..... tell me it....  aint it the truth.....  I need to be dancing .... I’ve always needed to be dancing .... Its another way to relate....  and hey if you could just show me how to show how then we can be in business....... .. .. and its just right there it always finds me first. .... GOD always finds me first. .... mmmmm mm i love him. .... See, give me a script to write and play the music that sets the tone.... because I have just opened up something that I needed. .... The spicy pepper thing again. .... What? .... I have always loved you. .... This is way better then your friends. .... Driving down your freeway.... Midnight allies to be used as my thrown. .... I want to be dancing to this song. .... Its my song .... this song is my song. .... We were born together. .... Its always ok to be born together. .... The mojo rising ...oh excuse me Mr Mojo. .... "How do you do?".... Pepper and Mr Mojo.  my characters........ .. .. Play with me some more this is fun. .... It’s better then scary..... It is very very very just very. .... I love growing up .... And then tomorrow will be a time better then this .... Because that’s always promised..... I can’t wait..... I love creating and I cant wait for you to know everything.......... Its coming its coming its coming..... Focus on one thing..... The promise land..... .. .. That pragmatic program that was purchased for its potential as a prop..... .. .. I can’t hear anything past what you just said.... What about having dreams .... and in those dreams people come to visit you and while they are visiting they tell you some stuff and then you wake up..... You take a shower and do the things you do while awake. .... and every now and then you have this thought that is more profound then the rest .... and somehow you connect it to what was said while being visited in your dreams. .... .. .. .. .. people places and things really don’t matter..... im always happy all over and I just thought everything was fixed .... and it was time to laugh laugh laugh all the way home..... not we. .... I understand sounds better when I’m around you. .... I understand sights. .... I just know everything that you were suppose to..... Maybe I took it from you. .... Maybe I stole it from you and you placed me way up top in this gorgeous life of a life .... and what was left of me but to just let you do your thing. .... I want your songs but I don’t want that song .... and i know she is coming, I dreamt it you know?.... cause I dream everything and whatever I have better bigger things to plan about..... .. .. .. .. haha I always plan ahead. and some..... .. .. 10:34 PM  0 Comments (Add Comment) | 0 Kudos  Edit  Remove

Friday, January 16, 2009  some more have done  have you been here have you been done here tomorrow lies in knowing yourself but once you do then its your friend  then people are always pretty  and you tell them they can they will and what else is there to do? really  what else is there to do? other then to dance? or watch or spin or play or anything Im proof I am proof you are the miracle what do you like? ask yourself hmm what do i like? oh yeah? thats interesting just do that. surround yourself with it through visuals practice reading be it do it but dont ask twice once will surffice.  just know  and you do know  what your part is in making it happen you know it so do it  and then reward yourself with love  comfort 6:46 PM  0 Comments (Add Comment) | 0 Kudos  Edit  Remove

Treat others how you would like to be treated ................ I am now just starting to see how to deal with others energies by remaining totally calm and listening. Really listening and if they ask you for something see if it is in your means to give it to them. I mean really do you know what it means when they say “treat others how you would like to be treated.”?  Whoever came up withthat saying meant exactly that. If you want someone to be listening to you thenyou have to listen to them if for nothing else but to be able to say hey I listenedto you and I expect the same in return. I am willing to go the distance as longas the person telling me to is willing themselves.  Do you want someone to love youunconditionally? Love them unconditionally. I mean really its that easy.

Are you Experienced?
The state that I am in right now is figuring out how all things since birth are connected to create this specific moment. the now.
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Mass Creation Day
I want there to be a holiday called "Mass Creation Day".Im going to start it. Basically what it means is that on a specific day everyone spends the whole day being active in creating something beautiful. This can be in the form of a song, painting, building, anything that comes from you and your talents. I feel as though if everyone was calibrating on the same frequency then this would generate MORE creativity, MORE expression, MORE beauty.Try imagining four people together in one room. One is painting, one is writing, one is asking philosophical questions, and one is playing an instrument. All four of those people are on the frequency of creativity and they are every second becoming more and more inspired because they are all contributing energy to each other so that the other can create. Like putting money in a community pot. This results in beauty.
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Sunday, January 04, 2009
jan 2 2009
If you spend time trying to remember or hold on to thoughts of how it was you will never attain growth. Staying fixated on these "memories" only allows you to recreate the emotions attached to certain memories. Memories involving negative emotions like being neglected or abused are obvously bad for you because you unconsciously look for similar situations to validate or feed the emotion/memory. The key to living in the moment is to really take a hard look at yourself. Look at all the situations that you have cried "why does this always happen to me" about. If you can be truly honest with yourself then you can be free. Taking responsibility for your part in ever situation is so important. When you master being responsible you make decisions that are more parallel with what you want out of life. Its also important to stop blaming outside forces for anything that goes wrong in your life. again that is responsibility. When you constantly blame you dont see the lesson in front of you that is trying to help you evolve. So the same type of patterns in your life will just repeat themselves until you finally see what it is you are suppose to know.We all have learned behaviors. Things we preserve to be our reality. We fall victim to the notion that things and ourselves will always stay the same, Good or bad. This is stunting your growth.Just take the time to really get to know yourself. Figure out your talents and start building a life that perpetuates the energy of joy so that who you really are flourishes. Once you know what you want from life nothing else should matter. Then you will find that everything presents its self to you exactly the way it is designed for you. Costume made reality.No one can change what things we may have done since the day we were born till the day we fell asleep the night before. The change we can make though is deciding to enter every situation with a vision of the perfect outcome. Everything shown to us has meaning to our lives. Lessons are being taught every day. Its all about being present in the moment so that your intuition can breath and tell you the things that you need to hear. Thoughts of past and future are only to cause you anxiety and fear. Which in turns blocks creativity and frreedome.
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Saturday, January 03, 2009
LIFE can anyone say they made it out alive?
RIght now my mind is blankI should offer the universe a thanks.and in all iv seento the moments like thesethere is noand none of thatjust forget that pastBecause today you woke up feeling a newThe day before you woke up feelinga newand that that wasisnt because all the belongs in front of you is now.TomorrowToday is tomorrowyesterday is to followfrom moving to the roomon to the floorthere was like a shadow of me of me beforeturned my head to fake this wayliving off the breadLa La and OMGlike whatevsand whatever happen to anythingsomething to always miss.Be a driftfurthurmore to be childishunrelentlesspauselovetryfind it all above youand then some.Sally, she was funny.That trick, man.I understand good andevilnow.problems with expression is depression.Its not fairsomething like adouble dare.and so it was,Time to amuse the friends.They laughed as I ran circles circleing the earth.