Keep a muzzle on your mind
and a leash around your limbs
unless you dare to die
in a battle you can’t win.
Principles have perished
with virtue on their side.
But life cannot be understood.
Greater men have tried.
It’s best you take it lightly
and silence all the sounds.
The best that you can hope for
is just to stick around.
You’ll just know.
You’ll just…
know.
I finally know.
Intuition
like a lightning bolt,
like a realization
at the tip of my tongue
yet light-years away
and not composed of any words at all.
Reaching out to touch it,
my chest caves in
as I cross over dimensions
and break through magnetic fields.
Crushing. Imploding. Recoiling. Resounding.
The universe aligns
and I catch a glimpse
of a worm-hole
black-hole
holy grail of light.
If you open up the sun,
life as we know it
will end.
I catch my breath.
Yes.
This is it.
Definitions are circular
and at the end of the day
a word means nothing.
A smile could say more.
A kiss,
for that matter,
could shatter the dictionary
and take us back
to Adam and Eve.
Look, I’m a wordsmith.
I love me some words.
But words are not free.
My gaze could roam
and graze the Earth
a hundred times
from shore to shore
before a word could even reach the door.
So you see,
on this page
I’m playing catch-up
in a rhythmical race
I’ll never win.
But then again,
how do you define
a win?
I’m on fire!
Better stop-drop-and-roll
before this muse
loses control
and burns me to a
delectable crisp.
I’m too young
to go out like this.
Like a yellow star
suddenly turned blue,
falling fast,
making dreams come true.
All except my own.
Cuz it’s too hard to see
with a blazing sun
inside of me.
Right behind my eyes
burning through my brain.
I’m too sizzling
to be sane.
You say life is beautiful.
So why won’t you live it?
Why do you hide in your room?
I’m afraid to find
that the greatest treasure
is also
the greatest doom.
The beauty of a flower
can bring me to tears
and love
is one of my greatest fears
for the simple fact that
life
is my lover.
And from the sky
there can be no cover.
No philosophy,
religion,
or science could hide
the turmoil
of letting love inside.
And inside me
there are no words at all,
only thoughts
looking for the right words to call,
to express
that which does not exist.
An illusion
that I cannot resist.
A love
that is the same as fear.
Because I don’t know what I’m doing here.
Thoughts without words
assail my brain
like an invisible tornado.
Un-tornado.
No name.
Non-existent.
No existence.
No humanity.
No brain.
In contemplating sanity,
I am, therefore,
insane.
ToomuchToomuchToomuch.
Brain shut up!
Brain
shut
down.
Synapses
overstimulated.
Neurons
no longer firing
but on fire.
Heart and mind
racing.
Only one
can win.
Can’t catch my breath.
Can’t catch my thought.
And even if I did
my hands are too shaky
to get a grip.
Insight?
Insanity?
Who said there was a difference?
2nd Amendment, 1st Responsibility
25 10 2009Let’s start a revolution,
bring retribution
to the poor souls
too lost to find solution.
I say EXECUTION
to this way of life
and all the strife
we think we need
in order to fulfill our greed.
There is a system
and you’re in it
but let’s push it to the limit
to see how far
they’ll really take it
before we break it
from within.
We are the only ones,
so lift up your guns.
Even if they’re only pens.
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