Nevermore

Dark Light - Bright Shadow's

2009-11-03T09:34:00.000-08:00

- As the light shows
The shadow grows

-All who face the light know darkness-
That darkness is behind them

- All that face the darkness know light
They know light is not far behind

- All that dwell in darkness-
will eventually seek day of light

- All the dwell in light-
will eventually seek the tent of night

- The light is not the sun but his son it does shine-
as the Moon glows her daughter - her breast's does son find

- Nothing dwells in complete Day-
nothing dwell is complete shadow of night

- In these things I dwell on-
In side my self I close my eye's

- Are we both to see are self clearly-
far inside we see our self more clearly

- I turn my one side to-day and one side to-night-
split down the middle my shadowing light

- As the day light shine's bright-
In the darkness it glows night

- From far beneath I struggle up right shine-
To leave back the darkness and turn face to-night

- Some sit in darkness and then face in their gloom-
some sit it lightness and behind they leave doom

- Still others sit in oneness a balancing act-
walking a high wire leaving oneness in tact

- Back down to earth I am grounded again-
This Wizard weaving together - another good-spell to spin

Misty morning, clouds in the sky
Without warning, the wizard walks by
Casting his shadow, weaving his spell
Funny clothes, tinkling bell

Never talking
Just keeps walking
Spreading his magic

Evil power disappears
Demons worry when the wizard is near
He turns tears into joy
Everyone's happy when the wizard walks by

Never talking
Just keeps walking
Spreading his magic

Sun is shining, clouds have gone by
All the people give a happy sigh
He has passed by, giving his sign
Left all the people feeling so fine

Never talking
Just keeps walking
Spreading his magic

A New Name On A White Stone

2009-07-21T21:01:00.000-07:00

Looking in the looking glass - as a child we imagine is another reality, we wonder who that is, it isnt me, I am right here, they are some place else a seemingly paralell universe beyond, they look like me but thats not me, is that what I look like?

Bizarro world

Same when we hear our self on a tape recording = we dont beleive its us and we are embarassed to let others hear it. Same with photographs, thats not me, I dont look like that, I dont sound like that. In reality the voice is not us, the picture is not us, the mirror is not us. It is but a reflection.

In court rooms they (the Judge) say "let the record reflect" before the procedings begin. When you go to court you are orderd to "Appear" but it is only an apparition that can appear. A apparition is a reflection.

Apparition Definition
-A ghostly figure; a specter.
-The act of appearing; appearance.
And act is a play = not real and an actor is a charactor in a play = in Greek means Hypocrite.

Are you You--- or are you your reflection?

Mankind can only reflect himself. "Man is the measure of all things" He/she measure's things the same way, by his/her own self and we know things by our own exsperiance or we beleive what people tell us. What people tell us is a reflection, not the actuall thing/exsperiance they tell---thus we either know by exsperiance or we beleive a reflection or ghostly apparition.

Memory is a reflection recorded in our minds. When we remember a beleif, it is a dead ghost we remember, same with words. We can create our own memorie's or we can let memorie's create us. Words are spells, forget about them. Remember exsperiance with out words. Remeber whan you was innocent, a child looking into a mirror?

Sun rays are a reflection of the sun, they are not the sun but an aspect offspring of the sun. You are attracted to light (Though it burns your skin and causes pain) singularly attracted to the pain of the light--- where I am attracted to both day and night. I lay and bask in the sun and then sit outside at night and bask in the moon rays as well. I cant touch the sun or the moon but I enjoy their atributes or pro's and except their cons as just the way it is--- with out fear of either . That dont mean you cant enjoy both bacause you prefer one and fear the other, but you may seek out what causes you pain, it is familier- where not being in pain is un-familiar?...Balance = that brings the duality together...what is it that keeps us unbalanced?

We refelct the oposite poles- so a abused child may spend his life being a nice person, giving in the light and doing and being what they wanted when they was being abused but in secret they want to abuse children and more times than often end up doing just that. This is why police officer's are dangerouse many times- cause in the light they are what they want to be but in secret they are what they dont want to be...Child protective people are the same, abused children who grow up and want to help people like them self but in secret they desire and fantisie about molesting children and often times do...Homo phobics are most likely to be closet homosexual...you get my point

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We have three names

First
Middle
Last

As a child we have to learn our names, we are not born with names we have to learn to identify our self with the trinity of names given us. We write them back-wards at first. Hebrew is written right to left. English is
back-words

We are taught to learn back-words
See things backwards with mirrors, words and numbers
We then think back-words, see backwards and even hear backwards

Everplace we go mirrors, clocks, signs telling use to be back-ass-words = in through the out door

To enter is to exit and to exit is to enter

Trapped in the illusion we no longer see what we are when we are born, innocent and free = we are trained to be backwards, not our natural self = I am this and that always looking outwords with our eyes open never looking inward with our eyes closed, the inside of the cup remains unseen while the outside of the cup runs over with stimulis.

"I will give you a new name writen on a white stone" Rev 2:17
In the ancient world a white stone was used as an admission ticket to public festivals/Carevals...
Everyone wants to go to the carnevil===children love it, win a prize!.

A Pearl of Great price
"The kingdom of Heaven is like unto a merchant who in looking for fine stone found one fine prize pearl and sold everything he had to to have that one stone"

See this link for white stone
http://philologos.org/bpr/files/w003.htm

White Rabbit - Jefferson Airplane
One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall

And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small

When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving slow
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know

When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said;
"Keep YOUR HEAD

In most creatures we observe mamals and birds the male is femanan acting and plummed with feather and dances for the Female that is masculan acting and looking===See Tom turkeys as they strut or dance for the hen or even in peacocks, even the lioness is the hunter and the male lion is lazy keeping the pride children as the lioness hunt...Same with fish and so may animals the male is femanan acting...In old times we see the male dressed in wigs, powerd face and make up...Pharoahs was always femanan...and TuT was said to be a morphadite

Have we been trianed to be backwards?
Back masking?

And when I wake up in the morning
To feel the daybreak on my face
There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling
With a knife to open up the sky's veins

Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change

And when I shoulda been gone a long time
It laughs, and says I find ways
Just when they're sheltered under paper
The rockets come at us sideways

Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change

Hey, I'm blind
Good Fine
Roll the time
On whose dime

And when I wake up in the morning
To feel the daybreak on my face
There's a blood that's flowing through the feeling
With a knife to open up the sky's veins

Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change

Some things will never change
They just stand there looking backwards
Half-unconsious from the pain
They may seem rearranged
In the backwater swirling
There is something that'll never change

Song Unsung

2009-07-13T09:29:00.000-07:00

I un-write this un-magic Song that isnt long
I un-write this song Where I belong
Unsung

I cant sing

Someone sing my songs
Sing in chime and out of time
Tell the nothing out of rhyme

I cant sing
Unsung

Unsing it!!!

I play for my enjoyment- not for yours
You dont like the way I play
I dont like the way you play
I dont play

So I dont play nice?

Take your voice -unsing this song
Sing this song right where it belongs
Unsung

I dont sing nice
Unsing it!!!

I dont play nice
I dont play
I cant sing -no one listens

Can you sing this song Unsung?
Sing solo
Solo we cant hear

No instruments are needed

My words -fucken unheeded!!!
Unsing it!!!

Sing this song Unsung

Echo nothing from the past
Echo nothing viod at last

Sing unsung
Insing it!!!

UnSing unsung

Crying parents tell their children
if you survive don't do as we did
A son exclaims there'll be nothing to do to
Her daughter says she'll be dead with you
While foreign affairs are screwing us rotten
Line morale has hit rock bottom
Dying embers stand forgotten
Talks of peace were being trodden

Stand or fall
state your peace tonight
Stand or fall
Let's state it tonight

Is this the value of our existence?
Should we proclaim with such persistence
Our destiny relies on conscience
Red or blue, what's the difference?

Stand or fall
state your peace tonight
Stand or fall
Let's state it tonight

It's the euro theatre
It's the euro theatre
It's the euro theatre

An empty face reflects extinction
Ugly scars divide the nation
Desecrate the population
There will be no exaltation

Stand or fall
state your peace tonight
Stand or fall
Let's state it tonight

Its the euro theatre
Its the euro theatre
Its the euro theatre

Stand or fall
State it tonight
Stand or fall
Ooh, fall

Stand or fall
State it tonight
Stand or fall
Let's state it tonight

DEepEr SHaLLow WHitE RAbbITT hOle

2009-07-12T01:10:00.000-07:00

My Vow of Poverty

The Rabbit hole isnt a hole at all
Rabbits dont have holes = not deep- Nah!

On the surface the Hair hatch's her eggs?
She uses hair to form a circle
Fuck like rabbits oooh that thump
Lucky rabbits tail
Ty Died foot fail

They ask you how deep does it go?
It dont go...follower
Lead your Elf
Elevin
Alvin
Chip-mon-keys
My Grand-paws name was Alva Sherman Randall
I never wrote his name before Now
Man from Kentucky sure is lucky married Ruby
Name a Son Sherman Lee Randall
Tank
Both fight wars for Lady Liberty 2 war Nam
Told to Call Gooks
Fuck up they brains with genocides of War Whore Sword

Peter Cotton Tail
Mittens

Bunny Rabbit = Buns

The Nun Bun Sand Witch cursed you with lies

Fathers/Pater/Frater/Peter got cotton in his Ass?
Ass aint a Rabbit hole
Jack Ass
Jack Rabbit
Ive got two pair glass's on

Hisroids

X marks the spot

You are a X

Where is the spot?

Take your body make an X

Get control of that s6X spots = usem well

You win the prize

You been trien to hard

Simple kinda man-she -shaman- sheman -Sherman Randall my uncle died suicide

Go to the deeps and come back up

Im raising the Dead just like she said

Found him with a 22 Rifel in his hand
Gotta get that Vietnam = sin-drome
He was a Rabbit hunter
Hunted and Killed VietKong dag nabbit
Somethin went wrong = borrow a song
Ya Never look for what you find

Acsetics = Ass = rid of those ass tics = parasites/wormwood

Shoot the Moon
Head the Sun
Open vessel
Hollow Earth
Egg
Ego
Auric Egg
ASS-Roids
Jack of spades
Dont touch my moon- hisroids

The sun is the Earth's positive post
Moon the negative post
Battery
Get the Connection
Go Mobile
Cell Phonic
Arc
spArc of
Life
Electrolights for your halo flow

In through the out Door

Talkin' about stealin' the show no one would know

Talkin' about stealin' the show when they're all lettin' go

Take a look at the witch see the twitch in her eye
Tell me what did she feel?

Is this the way of the world take a boy and a girl
Show them lying is real

Then I see the edge I look I fall
Deeper and deeper

The more I see the more I fall there's no place to hide
You better take the call
Deeper oh, oh

Is it the smell of the oil the sweat and the toil
That makes livin' unreal?

The yuppie in the suit the man with a flute what did he steal?
It's beginning to break there is a mistake nowhere to go

A fool and his blood in the wrong neighborhood what price
Does he pay?

The further I see, I see the edge I look I fall
Deeper and deeper

The more I see the more I fall there's no place to hide
You better take the call
Deeper oh, oh

The further I see, I see the edge I look I fall
The further I see, there's no place to hide, gonna take the call
The further I see, when I see the edge I look I fall
There's no place to hide anymore
The further I see, we gonna stick out to the satellite

Deeper, I see, I see the edge I look I fall
And then, I see the edge I look I fall
Deeper and deeper
Oh yow
We gotta see the edge
We gotta take out all our hoes

The Raven

2009-06-16T22:03:00.000-07:00

By Edger Allan Poe

The one who inspired me to Poe-try and take morphine to dream the dream of nevermore.
I have qiven up both morphine and poetry--- at least until I am again inspired.

Bird Clothing

2009-03-11T20:06:00.000-07:00

I was Looking for the way
A flock came with many things to say

They swooped and they they sighed
Then one shit right in my eye

I waited for the landing
It was me that flew my standing

Your high and mighty clue
I had to find my away without you

I tried to walk with your flocks
With out keys- I cant open locks

You wanted me to lie and promise you futuristic hope
I Couldn't find it with my scope

I wanted to be free but you handed only chains to me
I will fly away- just hide and see

Your flock of sheep clothed in feathers
I would have avoided you- if I had my druthers

See me fly away
Solitary flight all day

Alone I will travel night
Fly away from your plight

Your Fear and loathing in your clothing-lost on your way
I got bird clothing - I fly clean away

Don't follow my feathers. I stand alone

Lyrics:

Lover, there will be another one
Who'll hover over you beneath the sun
Tomorrow see the things that never come
Today

When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.

Nestled in your wings my little one
This special morning brings another sun
Tomorrow see the things that never come
Today

When you see me
Fly away without you
Shadow on the things you know
Feathers fall around you
And show you the way to go
It's over, it's over.

BINT

2009-02-12T11:47:00.000-08:00

Enough Freedom that cant be found
Freedumb of not having any of our words bound

Im vexed by the next text and the arrangmesnt of letters
Limited in bold with all 26 fetters

Speaking of chains beholdant to the law
breaking coded words I have never even saw

Keep your nose clean and chap free lips from licking
Read me this finger and keep it from sticking

People seek drama and drama seeks folks
Tieing on burdens--- man made for yokes

Freeing the freedom from old sucken ships
Written on coins--- war guns--- and slave masters whips

Words are tricky and double---hard to write with out a sound
Letters are a cornfeild--- the maze--- only one exit found

El nino

2009-01-03T14:27:00.000-08:00

When it is Earth's natural way that flows and the wind that blows when the fire is high the warm water is nigh!

Understand this- and understand what is and what should never be!

Nesting

2008-12-31T00:11:00.000-08:00

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

2008-12-30T18:57:00.000-08:00

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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?

?

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

2008-12-30T11:57:00.000-08:00

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

2008-12-17T14:25:00.000-08:00

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

Thankstaking Day

2008-11-20T11:55:00.000-08:00

Blessed is the Day of Take
That Americans lay in comfortable lie's- for Christ's sake

Blessed is the prayer for give
That we intake mass amounts food to live

Blessed is the American man planted in life
That he make take- and not love to his wife

Blessed is the season to watch Football lazy and drink all day beer
To gluttonize geneticly modified birds and a wild shotguned Deer

Blessed is American forefather who stole this fruit bearing land
Who reached out to shake- then cut off the aboriginals hand

Blessed is white turkey mass produced in the capitalist butcher shop
Give it to the Americans woman's children- who gobbles up the slop

Blessed is the family gossip that go around the dinner table
Thanks be to that virgins child- born in thy clean righteous stable

Blessed is the greedy season of takes
Took from the hungry mouths to feed parade's of fakes

Blessed is all who honer the time honord tradition
The evil secrets of wants- she is now outwardly wishen

Blessed is lady liberty in the seasons of wither
A list of more wants to Santa Christ- the children soon will deliver

Blessed is the American bible belt-that burst's over full
Praise be to the hypocrite and cheers to gluttony's rule

Blessed is the American who is meek
Americans cant be humble- if the belly is weak

Blessed is Lady Liberty- That 232 year old pregnant whore
What childs name is she birthing-what shall it have in store?

Blessed comes soon the season of Santa- another poster child for deception
Drug the children with ritalin- as they await his reception

Blessed is the American man who has dozens friends- that is as long as he is buying
Now broke and lonely he has no one to thank. Lady Liberty milked dry- she is now on her knee's dieing

Cain Krete

2008-10-28T13:28:00.000-07:00

See the evening as it evens out the night
See the night even morn- the comeing of daylight

See the Nothing that is- And Something that is not
See Everything question- Anything... What?

See the answer to questions with eyes closed up.
Hear the question of why- overfill your cup

Say the Words of the wise- say the wise words of man.
Then come up with something new- we all can understan.

Say something fresh- just picked from the vine.
Pick what you say- when numbness of wine.

Feel what eyes say, draw what they mean
Take this electric canvas- and spred out my meme's

Taste the weather- taste the almighty supreme
Smell the God of Bullshit, Moneytheism is his name

We then have the tall talkers, the short walking walkers
The winer, the boaster and high smiling gaulkers

Many transgress- the Eye Flying Truth.
Pin it as Satan or a Witch with one tooth.

A few are being opened up- by shutting down time
This point brings me-to the close of this ryme

The clock is overshadowing the Sun- said in cirles talk
In time stuck walking - a leval circles walk

Leval the Cain Krete, make all the lies true
So I can stay away from that false path; and keep my path true.

Clock Suckerd

2008-09-14T18:11:00.000-07:00

The clock tics
The tic talks
The Talk sits
The Walk Walks

Tics That talk-those retched parasites
Ruling all Tyranny from architects heights

In the Town square the cryer has gone
Replaced by a robot with three moving arms

Clocks turn life to a ritual and even sing songs
They suck as they tic- to remind us our wrongs

Your late your early for those who count chimes
Walking with dead stares- the working man mimes

Everyone looks listens to the Grandfather Clock
Never hearing their grandmother-in wisdom walks

That old sore who dines on all- thoughts and all actions
Creating every 6 minuts more- 6 cults and 6 factions

A tic for this and numbers talk stats
Leaving warm welcomes replaced with plastic door mats

The hour draws near, the time is running out
Every tic talks the same- a dripping night spout

Twelve numbers, four strokes in between
Leaving just Twelve- For the Biblical theme

Everything counts- not nothing escapes
The hand that sells time, the Devils Ring Wraiths

Clocks are a parasite tic- for even babes veins
What time shall we feed them- as they wax and they wane.

The bell tolls once- and half a time two
It talks to us all- in this mechanical zoo

In city cages we live- not seeing this box
The silent Now it curtains up- with each tics and each tocks

Yesterday is now gone and tomorrow not here
Why is the Now- and not time that you fear?

When I leave from this body leave my clocks on the Pugh
Leave them for those- who know what to do.

Pile them miles high as high as tower Babble
Burn them explode then to stop all this rabble
Let life be free- no permits to travel

Nowarchy is Now- no deadlines to fight
Only lifelines for peace- Sleep day awake night

Nevermore all clocks you see- will only shed light
Merry Now to you all- and to all a good flight