Nesting

Season to hybornate

I get up and cant wait to go back to sleep

Death will survive; even life

Death out lives life

Life is short and death is long

Why do we swim at the pool and play splash face like children
but then run from the rain?

Few nest for insite but rather ride the white horse of common sence

Wisdom lives and death survives

"The Wages of sin are death"

Pay me when I am done

Un-common wisdom does not have common sence

Death is more common than life

Wisdom endures forever

Death Fatherd wisdom and life gave birth to death

Death and Sleep are Brothers - both renew life

Mother Earth is our nest

Nothing never was anything but one

Listen is Not The Law

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Can we listen:

Listen to nothing?

Cover your years?

Listen to silence?

Be cradled and protected in the bosem of nothing?

Swollow a peice of quiet?

Live in the instant you choose to do so and never turn back?

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Speak to let others know we have things to say?

Those who have things to say often speak of those things

Silance feeds us things to say

Silance feeds us ourself

Hunger no more

Listen from the quiet

Silance is not often seen - and rarely heard

Hear and see all

Close your eyes and look around

Is My silance not clear to you?

Speak the language of silance and others will not listen

But the wind has a message

Be Still

No law you have to listen and you have the right to remain silant

Exorsize and Practice makes perfect

Oxy Gene

I hold my breath - Only for Now

Who can stand up to the loss of breath

My breath - Your breath

If we have it or not, breath is still with us and up for grabs

If my breath is not with me it is with someone else

Someone is breathing my breath Now

Am I now breathing the breath from someones death

Is this my last breath - Is this someone Else's last breath that sustains me Now


Pinch a kernel of corn-then what - puff

Many kernel's can be pinched

Many measures can be inched

Only breath be told - only breath can behold that we all hold the same breath

Take it or leave it - We are all taken by the wind

Wind: I am a big fan

Breath: try and hold it

Spirit: try and mold it

Oxygene: be a share holder

Triple XXX-Mass

Twas the night Before triple xxx-mass- I Bah Humbugged with a grin
Those American suck ass's- who wipe of their chins

They hang the store bought stockings- on the drywall stuffing all cares
Telling children mythic lies- and don't do drugs with I dares

They go to the local Malls to sit on Sex offenders laps
Underneath Santa's red suits he sports open ass chaps

They go to the Walmart- and cut down a plastic tree
The family dog gathers around it- and waters it with pee

The lights they malfunction and zap rovers balls
He runs away shitting and decking the halls

Mom and Dad are drunk- arguing about the lack of funds
Moms Fucking the Priest- Dad lusting the Nuns.



Parents put the children to bed- and tuck them in tight
Put them to bed early so they can continue this fight

As the night reaches mid- Dad slips away to the Bar
Picks up a hooker and totals his car

Dad posts his bail and back home with out stirring the sleep
Its a Dollar store Tripe xxx-mass and all toys are plastic and cheap



In the morning the children all gather around
They open up gifts wrapped- in the local new paper Mom found

Jack gets nothing he ask for- Jill is upset too
Both hope to grow up and convert to the Jews


America's jolly Santa we should all be so proud
Santa is the archetype of old Jesus- with a white beard and red shroud

Now we are all grown lets crucify Jesus to the north pole
Proclaim it is only us- who has to take back our bought soul


Stop giving out more lies- and start telling kids truth
Teach them not to sell out for lies- not even your tooth

When its time for the Easter Bunny- Don't pull that rabbit out of the hat
Every day is as good as that Friday is- and all time's great no matter where your at



This holy day and that sacred place-is all the same in the Now
It is life that we worship-not some bull shit idol cow

So when triple xxx-mass gets you down and you cannot measure up
Tell the carollers who sing at the door- to shut the fuck up!

Spread the word,tell the truth and not lies-truth of the Now and the sign of the times
Write on the walls and on blogs- with triple xxx rhymes