My question to myself,
How do you get
From here to here?
Maybe another question
Where am I now?
Room is familiar enough,
Clothes litter the ground
Appear to be mine,
The picture on the mirror
Looks like me too.
Reflect like the picture-
Morning stretch rise and shine
Bellagio awaits us
For food and drinks,
Both buffet status.
Gets interesting when sparkling OJ
Never runs out.
And then the pool,
Waterfalls and sun,
And the girls with an agenda.
Zumanity comes and goes with a flash,
More of the same
Only halfway there.
8.4.11
2011 - Day 92
Final class pre-conference
Bring the knowledge back with me,
Zip to the Four Final teams
Ceaser's mega screens.
A couple good games
Now to play more of a different type
Friends I recognize
Others to become friends.
A happy birthday indeed
In a large house with one tenant,
The cost less than I pay
For rent.
Tomorrow is the only day
Set for me
In it's entirety.
Bring the knowledge back with me,
Zip to the Four Final teams
Ceaser's mega screens.
A couple good games
Now to play more of a different type
Friends I recognize
Others to become friends.
A happy birthday indeed
In a large house with one tenant,
The cost less than I pay
For rent.
Tomorrow is the only day
Set for me
In it's entirety.
2011 - Day 91
True to his word
He brings fun to me
Riding the black horse
Of imminent stability.
Cowboys in motion,
Girls not yet known to my heart
Around in laughter but serious
A plane of cunning wit.
I try,
Accepted by the masses
They watch inquisitively
Urban white in modern South.
Snatch my purse
Full of paper jewels,
Make it hard
The Grand dance awaits me.
He brings fun to me
Riding the black horse
Of imminent stability.
Cowboys in motion,
Girls not yet known to my heart
Around in laughter but serious
A plane of cunning wit.
I try,
Accepted by the masses
They watch inquisitively
Urban white in modern South.
Snatch my purse
Full of paper jewels,
Make it hard
The Grand dance awaits me.
2011 - Day 90
As I thought
The dAYS go by slower
And slower
Until I am stuck
In an LV minute,
The Eagles have no idea.
Day two and it's as though
Years have gone by,
I meet her and them
Flows like water
Because it is.
Tables have been kind,
Though fear creeps around,
The walls are haunted
My dreams of 1408.
Continue the march
Through March,
The fool meets us tommrrow
And who knows
What the Joker will bring.
The dAYS go by slower
And slower
Until I am stuck
In an LV minute,
The Eagles have no idea.
Day two and it's as though
Years have gone by,
I meet her and them
Flows like water
Because it is.
Tables have been kind,
Though fear creeps around,
The walls are haunted
My dreams of 1408.
Continue the march
Through March,
The fool meets us tommrrow
And who knows
What the Joker will bring.
2011 - Day 89
Life in the big sand dune
Traveling down the path,
Learning the ways of the inhabitants
Never will I Learn.
I strive in my workshop
Lecture me about why I'm here,
Teach me
That I I don't know
That I need to benchmark
Benchmark,
Benchmark,
Impending doom ahead.
No fear,
On 24 I can feel the breeze
And it will be.
Traveling down the path,
Learning the ways of the inhabitants
Never will I Learn.
I strive in my workshop
Lecture me about why I'm here,
Teach me
That I I don't know
That I need to benchmark
Benchmark,
Benchmark,
Impending doom ahead.
No fear,
On 24 I can feel the breeze
And it will be.
30.3.11
2011 - Day 88
Set to leave within a breath of air,
I await impatiently
Ready for what the fog brings in,
Ready to reunite with A temple
One of chaos and imploding reality,
One that can bring self destruction
Or immortality,
Chosen not of reason
But of glory,
Materialized the moment I found my calling,
To forever exist within the thin walls of my mind
And those of the radiant land
Where time doesn't exist -
Instead,
Only the memory that it ever existed at all.
I await impatiently
Ready for what the fog brings in,
Ready to reunite with A temple
One of chaos and imploding reality,
One that can bring self destruction
Or immortality,
Chosen not of reason
But of glory,
Materialized the moment I found my calling,
To forever exist within the thin walls of my mind
And those of the radiant land
Where time doesn't exist -
Instead,
Only the memory that it ever existed at all.
28.3.11
2011 - Day 87
Don't fight the resistance
Pulls against every fiber of your being
Or what you think to be yourself,
Instead
Let it wash over you,
Through you,
Become one with the elements-
Conjure those images,
Project Truth towards the Astral Plane
To be rediscovered by yourself
The right time awaits.
Pulls against every fiber of your being
Or what you think to be yourself,
Instead
Let it wash over you,
Through you,
Become one with the elements-
Conjure those images,
Project Truth towards the Astral Plane
To be rediscovered by yourself
The right time awaits.
27.3.11
2011 - Day 86
Diagonal airwaves
Echo throughout the building.
Fierce eternal fires
Consume any minds they come across.
Eight directions from where you stand,
Octagonal races to the Exit sign,
The books can also help you.
Let your bones melt like butter
Within your skin,
A jelly mass of lucidity and nonsense
Crumbling insight while recognizing Truth,
A cubic inch of destruction
Perched upon your sternum,
Unnerved and helpless you but watch
As time and space succumbs,
Event Horizon,
Game over at my house.
Echo throughout the building.
Fierce eternal fires
Consume any minds they come across.
Eight directions from where you stand,
Octagonal races to the Exit sign,
The books can also help you.
Let your bones melt like butter
Within your skin,
A jelly mass of lucidity and nonsense
Crumbling insight while recognizing Truth,
A cubic inch of destruction
Perched upon your sternum,
Unnerved and helpless you but watch
As time and space succumbs,
Event Horizon,
Game over at my house.
2011 - Day 85
Explore the region around you,
Don't let it decay in the rain,
The shops and the streets and the views and their beauty
Almost too much to take in.
Follow those who can show you,
The places that most have not seen,
The caves and the peaks and the hole in the walls
Rediscover the gems once again.
Day
Shore
Traffic lights,
Wine amongst friends
A la Steinbeck.
Night
Waves
Warmth within,
Around a hot table
Stories and strangers
All great.
Don't let it decay in the rain,
The shops and the streets and the views and their beauty
Almost too much to take in.
Follow those who can show you,
The places that most have not seen,
The caves and the peaks and the hole in the walls
Rediscover the gems once again.
Day
Shore
Traffic lights,
Wine amongst friends
A la Steinbeck.
Night
Waves
Warmth within,
Around a hot table
Stories and strangers
All great.
2011 - Day 84
Days to go
Until arrival,
Step through a doorway
Another world awaits.
Before then,
Pocketful of credits
Preparation of events,
Sports and games,
Friends and fun.
Fight the creature,
Don't let it follow you
To the world
Made of sand
And lights.
Until arrival,
Step through a doorway
Another world awaits.
Before then,
Pocketful of credits
Preparation of events,
Sports and games,
Friends and fun.
Fight the creature,
Don't let it follow you
To the world
Made of sand
And lights.
24.3.11
2011 - Day 83
Pull the shades over your face
Hide the insecurities,
Wear a painted smile
Act like it doesn't matter.
Because it doesn't.
The day
You learn to laugh
For reals,
Transcendence
And Peace
Within.
Until then,
Pull the hoodie over your head
Zip it halfway up,
Wear shiny costumes and
Sparkle in the sun-
But know
That we know,
You always
Hide your shadows.
Hide the insecurities,
Wear a painted smile
Act like it doesn't matter.
Because it doesn't.
The day
You learn to laugh
For reals,
Transcendence
And Peace
Within.
Until then,
Pull the hoodie over your head
Zip it halfway up,
Wear shiny costumes and
Sparkle in the sun-
But know
That we know,
You always
Hide your shadows.
2011 - Day 82
Funnel that energy,
Solid beam of pure emotion
Directed towards the sky.
Grab that tool belt,
Mend the ruptured connection
Answer the incoming call.
From where you stand
The way you see it
Is probably
A hundred and ten percent different,
He said,
Let's trade shoes
So I can see
The answers to my questions,
And you'll learn
Why I am,
Who I am,
But I'll answer your questions
With more questions
And an arrow
Captioned
"That Direction".
---------------->
Solid beam of pure emotion
Directed towards the sky.
Grab that tool belt,
Mend the ruptured connection
Answer the incoming call.
From where you stand
The way you see it
Is probably
A hundred and ten percent different,
He said,
Let's trade shoes
So I can see
The answers to my questions,
And you'll learn
Why I am,
Who I am,
But I'll answer your questions
With more questions
And an arrow
Captioned
"That Direction".
---------------->
22.3.11
2011 - Day 81
Roses are red
Violets are periwinkle
Life is a maze
Figure it out.
Step toward first thoughts
Lost and confused,
Sense of balance
And Direction
Any path chosen
There is no true RIGHT.
Go left
And again
Correct your mistakes,
Sense of time
Lost in the trenches
Keep moving,
Life's path
Will straighten on It's own.
Believe in yourself
All that matters,
The rest
Marks your destiny.
Violets are periwinkle
Life is a maze
Figure it out.
Step toward first thoughts
Lost and confused,
Sense of balance
And Direction
Any path chosen
There is no true RIGHT.
Go left
And again
Correct your mistakes,
Sense of time
Lost in the trenches
Keep moving,
Life's path
Will straighten on It's own.
Believe in yourself
All that matters,
The rest
Marks your destiny.
21.3.11
2011 - Day 80
Documentation
Life styles anonymous,
Desert sunshine
Through and through.
Everything exposed
Capture the moments,
Compilation
A time to remember.
Hope
The fruits of labor
Full circle,
A piece of creation
Share
And cherish.
Life styles anonymous,
Desert sunshine
Through and through.
Everything exposed
Capture the moments,
Compilation
A time to remember.
Hope
The fruits of labor
Full circle,
A piece of creation
Share
And cherish.
20.3.11
2011 - Day 79
She follows me home
So I let her,
Give way to her power,
Guides me through
Shattering diamonds.
But
My Sanctuary,
Protected by her touch,
Ruled by the Calm,
Mellow and bright
Safety brings smiles.
The Northern Light
With others closer,
Crisscross paths,
A midday meeting dissolves-
Our connection overheats
Power outage
Phone lines are dead-
The tools to fix
I may not possess,
Time will only tell.
So I let her,
Give way to her power,
Guides me through
Shattering diamonds.
But
My Sanctuary,
Protected by her touch,
Ruled by the Calm,
Mellow and bright
Safety brings smiles.
The Northern Light
With others closer,
Crisscross paths,
A midday meeting dissolves-
Our connection overheats
Power outage
Phone lines are dead-
The tools to fix
I may not possess,
Time will only tell.
2011 - Day 78
Explore the ruins
Ancient times
Old dwellings past.
Financial district
Changes made,
Old stories live on
Infinite.
Rediscover
The gems within,
Tainted
By new winds,
New tradition.
Still,
Memory overshadows all-
Forever our Town.
Ancient times
Old dwellings past.
Financial district
Changes made,
Old stories live on
Infinite.
Rediscover
The gems within,
Tainted
By new winds,
New tradition.
Still,
Memory overshadows all-
Forever our Town.
2011 - Day 77
Drooping eyes,
Pouring rain,
Like an arrow
Fly true to the destination.
Eye of the storm
Chasing close behind,
Heaving water bullets
Blinding horizon.
Made it safe,
Lurking shadows behind
Creep to the safe-haven
Shroud the night
Until the morrow.
Pouring rain,
Like an arrow
Fly true to the destination.
Eye of the storm
Chasing close behind,
Heaving water bullets
Blinding horizon.
Made it safe,
Lurking shadows behind
Creep to the safe-haven
Shroud the night
Until the morrow.
18.3.11
2011 - Day 76
Green green
Luck o the irish
No luck at all.
Across the way,
Killers
Hot Fuss
Opening song,
Drink your pints
Pains to joy,
Serrated edge
Drip green blood.
Green and yellow
A castle almost forgotten,
But not
Tonight.
Luck o the irish
No luck at all.
Across the way,
Killers
Hot Fuss
Opening song,
Drink your pints
Pains to joy,
Serrated edge
Drip green blood.
Green and yellow
A castle almost forgotten,
But not
Tonight.
16.3.11
2011 - Day 75
Fly away
Young butterfly,
Old heart,
Fresh start.
Enjoyment
Wind beneath you wings,
Even on a stormy day
The tide always recedes.
Take care to watch
Predators take advantage
Of unsuspecting prey.
Caution to the wind
Complete freedom.
Young butterfly,
Old heart,
Fresh start.
Enjoyment
Wind beneath you wings,
Even on a stormy day
The tide always recedes.
Take care to watch
Predators take advantage
Of unsuspecting prey.
Caution to the wind
Complete freedom.
2011 - Day 74
My world
Shattered,
A single brush stroke.
To be fair
Emotions existed
That shouldn't have.
Don't let them out
Guard them
Protect them,
Control
This wildfire.
Time after time
Nice guys finish last,
Lesson?
Shattered,
A single brush stroke.
To be fair
Emotions existed
That shouldn't have.
Don't let them out
Guard them
Protect them,
Control
This wildfire.
Time after time
Nice guys finish last,
Lesson?
14.3.11
2011 - Day 73
Look around
Can you be sure
The thoughts you're thinking
Are the right ones?
There it is,
Again and again
Big gust of wind
Your reason is truth.
Curious,
Her line of sight
Blurry on the edges
Target locked in,
What more?
Just say,
And return,
And remember,
Sugar in your coffee.
Can you be sure
The thoughts you're thinking
Are the right ones?
There it is,
Again and again
Big gust of wind
Your reason is truth.
Curious,
Her line of sight
Blurry on the edges
Target locked in,
What more?
Just say,
And return,
And remember,
Sugar in your coffee.
13.3.11
2011 - Day 72
Saving daylight
The world begins
Quicker than usual.
Cruise to Santa Cruz
Hang with
The Big Guy,
In the Secret Garden.
Such a sight,
So much life
Photosynthesis.
Creation,
Succulent globe,
Mixed ethnicities
Living in harmony.
Kindness flows,
I leave with gifts-
Fresh eggs and
Mexican Daisy.
From wonderland
To reality,
Laser therapy
Incredible success,
Which brings with it
Positive energy
For the week ahead.
The world begins
Quicker than usual.
Cruise to Santa Cruz
Hang with
The Big Guy,
In the Secret Garden.
Such a sight,
So much life
Photosynthesis.
Creation,
Succulent globe,
Mixed ethnicities
Living in harmony.
Kindness flows,
I leave with gifts-
Fresh eggs and
Mexican Daisy.
From wonderland
To reality,
Laser therapy
Incredible success,
Which brings with it
Positive energy
For the week ahead.
2011 - Day 71
They battle
For that city
For their lives
And humanity.
Walk in
With low expectations,
Walk out
Satisfied enough.
But
Only when combined
The TV version,
Who Loves Orange Soda
Leading the way,
Low
Low
Budget,
Big
Big
Laughs.
Bravo.
End of evening
Need twenty-six
Last try,
Ten
Plus ten
Plus seven.
Winner winner
Turkey dinner.
And potato salad.
For that city
For their lives
And humanity.
Walk in
With low expectations,
Walk out
Satisfied enough.
But
Only when combined
The TV version,
Who Loves Orange Soda
Leading the way,
Low
Low
Budget,
Big
Big
Laughs.
Bravo.
End of evening
Need twenty-six
Last try,
Ten
Plus ten
Plus seven.
Winner winner
Turkey dinner.
And potato salad.
12.3.11
2011 - Day 70
No fun
Wait all week
And then it's here,
What now?
Make the most
Of current state
Relaxing
Is always a good thing.
In my head
The wheels churn
Full motion,
Push the breaks
A little,
Try and go
The speed limit.
Wait all week
And then it's here,
What now?
Make the most
Of current state
Relaxing
Is always a good thing.
In my head
The wheels churn
Full motion,
Push the breaks
A little,
Try and go
The speed limit.
11.3.11
2011 - Day 69
Destruction
Thousands of miles away
Shaking the Earth
Larger than most.
Here
We wait,
Warnings up and down
West Coast be advised,
Tsunami is imminent
Where will she hit the hardest?
In the morning we will know,
So I sit here,
Waiting,
Thinking.
From my porch
I stare in amazement
At
The beautiful
Pacific Ocean.
Thousands of miles away
Shaking the Earth
Larger than most.
Here
We wait,
Warnings up and down
West Coast be advised,
Tsunami is imminent
Where will she hit the hardest?
In the morning we will know,
So I sit here,
Waiting,
Thinking.
From my porch
I stare in amazement
At
The beautiful
Pacific Ocean.
10.3.11
2011 - Day 68
Double time
Take it back,
Rerun the show
Twice the damage,
Painful explosions
Lie straight down
Lights out
Lose the day.
Top it off
Painful news,
Tragedy
Work it out
Talk it out
But know the Truth
Important
Rain or shine.
Take it back,
Rerun the show
Twice the damage,
Painful explosions
Lie straight down
Lights out
Lose the day.
Top it off
Painful news,
Tragedy
Work it out
Talk it out
But know the Truth
Important
Rain or shine.
9.3.11
2011 - Day 67
WOW
Progression towards North
I look beyond
Diamond valleys infinite.
What to transcribe
My own personal sight
Enormous hospitality
Friends all around.
A rare occasion
The Golden Child,
Old times relived
Positive aura,
And and Orange bag
Of sweet goods.
The Beautiful Alaskan
Presence felt,
Commanding my mind
I turn the page
This new chapter
I reread
Cannot move to the next
Not because I can't,
Because
It is so good
Grips my soul
Marinates my heart.
Progression towards North
I look beyond
Diamond valleys infinite.
What to transcribe
My own personal sight
Enormous hospitality
Friends all around.
A rare occasion
The Golden Child,
Old times relived
Positive aura,
And and Orange bag
Of sweet goods.
The Beautiful Alaskan
Presence felt,
Commanding my mind
I turn the page
This new chapter
I reread
Cannot move to the next
Not because I can't,
Because
It is so good
Grips my soul
Marinates my heart.
7.3.11
2011 - Day 66
Tweak my muscle
Painful to behold,
Stiff jolt of energy
Surging down my spine,
Coursing through by back.
Sit up straight
Pain
Not eased,
But comparitive
A cool summer breeze.
Drowned out the pain,
Follow my breath
Into
My lungs
And out again,
Medicine
Borne within.
Painful to behold,
Stiff jolt of energy
Surging down my spine,
Coursing through by back.
Sit up straight
Pain
Not eased,
But comparitive
A cool summer breeze.
Drowned out the pain,
Follow my breath
Into
My lungs
And out again,
Medicine
Borne within.
6.3.11
2011 - Day 65
Watch yourself from her eyes
You sitting there,
Do you care?
Communication is key,
Without it
All the pieces would tumble,
An avalanche
Confused destruction,
Whirlwinds
Of Misled meanings.
She sees you
Her thoughts have formed,
Expresses sincerely-
Takes two to converse,
And grow,
Two people as one,
Learn each other
Life's homework,
Ace it for happiness.
You sitting there,
Do you care?
Communication is key,
Without it
All the pieces would tumble,
An avalanche
Confused destruction,
Whirlwinds
Of Misled meanings.
She sees you
Her thoughts have formed,
Expresses sincerely-
Takes two to converse,
And grow,
Two people as one,
Learn each other
Life's homework,
Ace it for happiness.
2011 - Day 64
How to say
Indescribable words,
Thoughts and patterns
Projected through oneself.
Clarity of life,
Feelings unresolved
Shake the scars
See beyond the veil.
Change of self,
New direction,
Peace within
An abundance of joy,
Blue blood carries
Tomorrow's beauty
Through my veins-
Life's systemic circulation.
Indescribable words,
Thoughts and patterns
Projected through oneself.
Clarity of life,
Feelings unresolved
Shake the scars
See beyond the veil.
Change of self,
New direction,
Peace within
An abundance of joy,
Blue blood carries
Tomorrow's beauty
Through my veins-
Life's systemic circulation.
5.3.11
2011 - Day 63
Transcendence
Liquefy my soul
Blast into deep space.
Known outright
The thought of loneliness
Special disregard
Humanities end.
Enslaved,
Animal instincts
Fortified
In captivity,
For ever after,
Never again.
Liquefy my soul
Blast into deep space.
Known outright
The thought of loneliness
Special disregard
Humanities end.
Enslaved,
Animal instincts
Fortified
In captivity,
For ever after,
Never again.
3.3.11
2011 - Day 62
Running on fumes
But powerful ones,
Chest is spinnin'
Sunk
The couch swallows me whole.
Just me and Fitch
Col. Diaz and the Patients,
The Wise off enjoying
Cocaine from Clapton.
Time to catch up
On anesthesia time,
Mix up the senses-
Taste music
Hear colors
And Smell textures,
Best neurological condition-
Synesthesia.
But powerful ones,
Chest is spinnin'
Sunk
The couch swallows me whole.
Just me and Fitch
Col. Diaz and the Patients,
The Wise off enjoying
Cocaine from Clapton.
Time to catch up
On anesthesia time,
Mix up the senses-
Taste music
Hear colors
And Smell textures,
Best neurological condition-
Synesthesia.
2011 - Day 61
Day sixty-one
Really day sixty-two,
Look at the stand
Where the clocks ticks silently.
A late night
A late week,
Oh so tired
But oh so refreshed,
No complaints
But lots of sleep needed,
A week of good times-
A full weekend too.
Really day sixty-two,
Look at the stand
Where the clocks ticks silently.
A late night
A late week,
Oh so tired
But oh so refreshed,
No complaints
But lots of sleep needed,
A week of good times-
A full weekend too.
1.3.11
2011 - Day 60
Alaskan Beauty
Vibrant aurora borealis,
Spectacular
Show me visions
Haven't seen for a while.
Painted over the stars
Can of live colors
To shimmer
And breathe,
Refreshing
Deep breathes,
Of cold. crisp, life element.
Songs have been written
One comes to mind,
Watching the heavens
Don't Stop Me Now.
Vibrant aurora borealis,
Spectacular
Show me visions
Haven't seen for a while.
Painted over the stars
Can of live colors
To shimmer
And breathe,
Refreshing
Deep breathes,
Of cold. crisp, life element.
Songs have been written
One comes to mind,
Watching the heavens
Don't Stop Me Now.
2011 - Day 59
Two weeks in the dark
A quick turnaround,
We release the potion
As it swirls to smaller vials.
Then back again,
The cave it awakened
Adolescence
Close to adulthood.
We wait,
Watching
Ever ready,
Our children
Named after
Aliens and Bad Asses,
Nonuplets
One an ugly duckling.
A quick turnaround,
We release the potion
As it swirls to smaller vials.
Then back again,
The cave it awakened
Adolescence
Close to adulthood.
We wait,
Watching
Ever ready,
Our children
Named after
Aliens and Bad Asses,
Nonuplets
One an ugly duckling.
27.2.11
2011 - Day 58
Add to The library,
Digital data sound waves
Different frequencies
Stirs my heart.
On the vision wall,
Celebration of simulation
False guise for big bills,
Smile and be appreciated
We don't know you,
Do you know yourself?
Not in any bad way-
Ears shoot steam
When heads
Grow large.
The art is important,
Winners deserved,
Humbly held high
For enjoyment of
The common,
Valued
By most.
Digital data sound waves
Different frequencies
Stirs my heart.
On the vision wall,
Celebration of simulation
False guise for big bills,
Smile and be appreciated
We don't know you,
Do you know yourself?
Not in any bad way-
Ears shoot steam
When heads
Grow large.
The art is important,
Winners deserved,
Humbly held high
For enjoyment of
The common,
Valued
By most.
2011 - Day 57
Going Loko with crew one
Assorted colored dye,
Intense with a dash of crazy.
Keep it rocking,
Retina burns of the undead
With crew two too true
To talk and blow bubbles,
One by one
Shutterbug eyes,
Till the ghost says
'Get Out'
Materialized Delirious.
And of course
Finish the night
In Dead Space.
Assorted colored dye,
Intense with a dash of crazy.
Keep it rocking,
Retina burns of the undead
With crew two too true
To talk and blow bubbles,
One by one
Shutterbug eyes,
Till the ghost says
'Get Out'
Materialized Delirious.
And of course
Finish the night
In Dead Space.
2011 - Day 56
Hooray the day
Has finally come
That day at the end
Of the week,
Never comes too soon
Before long it's gone,
Reverted back
Wishing it was here again.
For now,
Let's just dance.
Has finally come
That day at the end
Of the week,
Never comes too soon
Before long it's gone,
Reverted back
Wishing it was here again.
For now,
Let's just dance.
24.2.11
2011 - Day 55
Super Mario Bros
Bout to wreck havoc on
Goombas and shit.
Catch that star
Invincible now,
Whatchu think
You can kill me?
Koopa Troopa
Smash that shell,
Chomp that 'shroom
Double up in size
Slide down flagpoles
Capes are fun,
Kick it with Yoshi
Hella secret ways and
So many games,
Which is the best?
Favorite for me
Super Mario World
S-N-E-S
Savin Dino Land,
But our main focus
That dumb pretty princess,
Always findin trouble
Hangin with the bad dudes
Never does any good!
Learn your lesson
I ain't comin next time
Gotta fix the toilet
Plus
You say I'm just a friend
HA
Oh and don't forget-
F$%K Bowser.
Bout to wreck havoc on
Goombas and shit.
Catch that star
Invincible now,
Whatchu think
You can kill me?
Koopa Troopa
Smash that shell,
Chomp that 'shroom
Double up in size
Slide down flagpoles
Capes are fun,
Kick it with Yoshi
Hella secret ways and
So many games,
Which is the best?
Favorite for me
Super Mario World
S-N-E-S
Savin Dino Land,
But our main focus
That dumb pretty princess,
Always findin trouble
Hangin with the bad dudes
Never does any good!
Learn your lesson
I ain't comin next time
Gotta fix the toilet
Plus
You say I'm just a friend
HA
Oh and don't forget-
F$%K Bowser.
23.2.11
2011 - Day 54
Saucy serpent seductress,
Piercing eyes,
Violet glow,
Delivers to me
Memories.
Wrapped up nicely
With no hesitation,
What she said-
No fluff of cloud
Or puff of smoke,
She said it
And it became.
Rare to see
Impressive,
That one,
Another layer
The tower grows
Made with cards,
But only Aces.
Then day to dusk
She slips away
Back to a reality
Chosen,
Until night turns to dawn once more.
Piercing eyes,
Violet glow,
Delivers to me
Memories.
Wrapped up nicely
With no hesitation,
What she said-
No fluff of cloud
Or puff of smoke,
She said it
And it became.
Rare to see
Impressive,
That one,
Another layer
The tower grows
Made with cards,
But only Aces.
Then day to dusk
She slips away
Back to a reality
Chosen,
Until night turns to dawn once more.
22.2.11
2011 - Day 53
Round and round
Shout absurdities
Rabble rabble
Guess it quick,
Buttered tension
Softens the knife
Truly
Working shape-shifter.
Look up and see
Maze mystery
Trace your finger
Through it all
Without touching
Or existing
Everybody wins
If they try.
Shout absurdities
Rabble rabble
Guess it quick,
Buttered tension
Softens the knife
Truly
Working shape-shifter.
Look up and see
Maze mystery
Trace your finger
Through it all
Without touching
Or existing
Everybody wins
If they try.
21.2.11
2011 - Day 52
Hello Melo
East to West,
News so big
E
S
P
N
I'm glad it happened
The way it did
Another power
In the hunt.
Break now over
To the final stretch
Watching
Watching,
The City keeps working
A chance?
I say yes-
Watch and hope
Particles of another scope.
East to West,
News so big
E
S
P
N
I'm glad it happened
The way it did
Another power
In the hunt.
Break now over
To the final stretch
Watching
Watching,
The City keeps working
A chance?
I say yes-
Watch and hope
Particles of another scope.
20.2.11
2011 - Day 51
It's been a while.
To think
I let so much time pass in between,
The most incredible
Sensational experience,
Total control,
Life
Served chilled.
Practice,
Time,
And dedication
Friction to Waking Life,
Though that's just it.
Mountains of focus
Night and day
One and the same.
To think
I let so much time pass in between,
The most incredible
Sensational experience,
Total control,
Life
Served chilled.
Practice,
Time,
And dedication
Friction to Waking Life,
Though that's just it.
Mountains of focus
Night and day
One and the same.
2011 - Day 50
Close your eyes,
Now open them-
How much time passed
In between?
A blink
Or eternity,
A nap
Or hide and seek,
A surprise
Or underwater,
After a long day
Or comatose.
What do you see?
Shadows in your mind,
Vivid awareness,
Conscious Slumber,
Open
Your Mind's Eye.
Now open them-
How much time passed
In between?
A blink
Or eternity,
A nap
Or hide and seek,
A surprise
Or underwater,
After a long day
Or comatose.
What do you see?
Shadows in your mind,
Vivid awareness,
Conscious Slumber,
Open
Your Mind's Eye.
19.2.11
2011 - Day 49
Quickly
Quickly
Pass it through
Don't let them
Catch up to you.
Dress up
Paper dolls
In silk robes
And plastic hats
Avoid commotion
Attention
Eyes down
Focused,
Leap off balconies
A high rise cathedral
They're coming,
Reaching zombie fingers
Cold dark blur
Do what you can
There is no end.
Quickly
Pass it through
Don't let them
Catch up to you.
Dress up
Paper dolls
In silk robes
And plastic hats
Avoid commotion
Attention
Eyes down
Focused,
Leap off balconies
A high rise cathedral
They're coming,
Reaching zombie fingers
Cold dark blur
Do what you can
There is no end.
17.2.11
2011 - Day 48
A painted parallel reflection
Turbulence, twisting sideways
Through light
and sound
Following magnetized heat
Locked molecules bound
Blinding,
Liquid plasma golden memory
Through an eight dimensional array
Focused unrelenting electrons,
Digital mass combustion
An immense particle acceleration-
Ripping time infinitely,
Creating molecular data
Intentions unclear,
But
Designed to survive.
Turbulence, twisting sideways
Through light
and sound
Following magnetized heat
Locked molecules bound
Blinding,
Liquid plasma golden memory
Through an eight dimensional array
Focused unrelenting electrons,
Digital mass combustion
An immense particle acceleration-
Ripping time infinitely,
Creating molecular data
Intentions unclear,
But
Designed to survive.
16.2.11
2011 - Day 47
A time to fast
My blood to take
An early exit
To beat the day.
Can I make it to
Liquid energy shop
For concentrated power
In a jar
Three spoons
Add water and ice.
Until then,
Run fast
And hope that my black finger
Doesn't fall off
Tonight.
My blood to take
An early exit
To beat the day.
Can I make it to
Liquid energy shop
For concentrated power
In a jar
Three spoons
Add water and ice.
Until then,
Run fast
And hope that my black finger
Doesn't fall off
Tonight.
15.2.11
2011 - Day 46
This is day one
A new and exciting journey
To end in wobbles and laughter.
To create is to truly live,
Whether by words
Or by hand
Or by magic.
On this day,
The first of many,
We create an entity
An end result to be shared
Not cherished,
But enjoyed.
Unnamed,
But not forever,
A many headed Monster
With a smile.
A new and exciting journey
To end in wobbles and laughter.
To create is to truly live,
Whether by words
Or by hand
Or by magic.
On this day,
The first of many,
We create an entity
An end result to be shared
Not cherished,
But enjoyed.
Unnamed,
But not forever,
A many headed Monster
With a smile.
14.2.11
2011 - Day 45
Falling down
The rabbit hole
Tumble with
Objects unnatural,
Colors overwhelming,
Bloody pulsing cartoon hearts
Pink striped zebra-monkeys
Mounds of rich chocolate
Packaged in the shadows
Traded for you soul
And they don't care.
Lose sight
Of today
Just moments away
With eyes on yourself
Pull back on the string
You are He
Diaper and all,
Aim high in the sky
Towards the Heavens-
Lose sight of Tomorrow
For it will come,
Bringing someone along,
A flesh wound
Mend it
Only by your hands
Alone.
The rabbit hole
Tumble with
Objects unnatural,
Colors overwhelming,
Bloody pulsing cartoon hearts
Pink striped zebra-monkeys
Mounds of rich chocolate
Packaged in the shadows
Traded for you soul
And they don't care.
Lose sight
Of today
Just moments away
With eyes on yourself
Pull back on the string
You are He
Diaper and all,
Aim high in the sky
Towards the Heavens-
Lose sight of Tomorrow
For it will come,
Bringing someone along,
A flesh wound
Mend it
Only by your hands
Alone.
13.2.11
2011 - Day 44
Awards to the ear candy
Surprises to all
No on Beebs
And less M&Ms.
All-stars
And midgets,
Flying saucers
In the sun,
Wake up
Ready Mode,
Black and White
And more purple.
A solid block
Well done.
Surprises to all
No on Beebs
And less M&Ms.
All-stars
And midgets,
Flying saucers
In the sun,
Wake up
Ready Mode,
Black and White
And more purple.
A solid block
Well done.
2011 - Day 43
Purple purple purple
Everywhere I look
Purple cars and
Purple faces,
Purple trees and
Purple houses,
Purple reflection
Purple water
In a purple cup.
My teeth are purple,
That's for sure,
On a winding trail
Exquisite and palatable.
Seven
Was the total,
Each one it's own beauty.
Leave with a smile
And Rubystone.
Everywhere I look
Purple cars and
Purple faces,
Purple trees and
Purple houses,
Purple reflection
Purple water
In a purple cup.
My teeth are purple,
That's for sure,
On a winding trail
Exquisite and palatable.
Seven
Was the total,
Each one it's own beauty.
Leave with a smile
And Rubystone.
12.2.11
2011 - Day 42
Tried I did
To smooth my roll
Hot air
Another planet
And still
I can't escape
Myself.
Breathe,
Love all that is,
It's good
More great,
It's why you are,
Know it,
BELIEVE it,
Talk means nothing
Unless you live it.
Smile-
Life is better
For all
With easy medium.
Please train
Your heart
For what you know is right.
To smooth my roll
Hot air
Another planet
And still
I can't escape
Myself.
Breathe,
Love all that is,
It's good
More great,
It's why you are,
Know it,
BELIEVE it,
Talk means nothing
Unless you live it.
Smile-
Life is better
For all
With easy medium.
Please train
Your heart
For what you know is right.
10.2.11
2011 - Day 41
Mainframe crisis
The power is weak
Our jobs so slow
For weeks and weeks.
What's there to do
When compu-tron holds
Backed up in traffic
Endless waves of logic.
We hope that help comes
With flashing lights on
To clear out this mess
Else all hope is gone.
We sit in our chairs
The Matrix before us
Deciphering data
But to no avail.
Help!
Help!
Waste my breath,
Take the cord
Plug in 2.0
Time for The Change
Someone has to!
The power is weak
Our jobs so slow
For weeks and weeks.
What's there to do
When compu-tron holds
Backed up in traffic
Endless waves of logic.
We hope that help comes
With flashing lights on
To clear out this mess
Else all hope is gone.
We sit in our chairs
The Matrix before us
Deciphering data
But to no avail.
Help!
Help!
Waste my breath,
Take the cord
Plug in 2.0
Time for The Change
Someone has to!
9.2.11
2011 - Day 40
40 days
And 40 nights
The world moves too quickly,
To stop and stare
To take deep breaths
Succeed in conscious molasses.
Sometimes
An idea comes to you,
Forged from deep within,
Excited and real
Deep marination,
All the while racing
Tick and Tock-
To win is to forget
A loser after all.
Lose to Time's minions
Take the second place
Or third
Or last
Cherish the particles
That the race against time
Leaves behind.
And 40 nights
The world moves too quickly,
To stop and stare
To take deep breaths
Succeed in conscious molasses.
Sometimes
An idea comes to you,
Forged from deep within,
Excited and real
Deep marination,
All the while racing
Tick and Tock-
To win is to forget
A loser after all.
Lose to Time's minions
Take the second place
Or third
Or last
Cherish the particles
That the race against time
Leaves behind.
2011 - Day 39
Tacos in my stomach
Close friends and games,
As much as i want to stay
Life calls for eyes to shut.
Speak of future fun
I think,
Spoiling the mood with thought
To evaporate the plan.
Can happen,
A sliver of chance,
Realism is good,
So the fall is not as high.
Still,
To believe
To wish
To dream,
Whether
The smallest obstacle
To overcome,
Or
The largest goal
Imaginable,
Can
And should
In many circumstances
Trump the expected.
Close friends and games,
As much as i want to stay
Life calls for eyes to shut.
Speak of future fun
I think,
Spoiling the mood with thought
To evaporate the plan.
Can happen,
A sliver of chance,
Realism is good,
So the fall is not as high.
Still,
To believe
To wish
To dream,
Whether
The smallest obstacle
To overcome,
Or
The largest goal
Imaginable,
Can
And should
In many circumstances
Trump the expected.
7.2.11
2011 - Day 38
How I love
To play basketball,
Competitive league
Competitive team.
Keep at it
Until my joints don't listen
And my muscles fall to pieces.
Take it back home
Pick up game
For old time's sake,
The videos,
High school champs.
Those guys
Are the best-
Homies
Till the sun don't shine.
To play basketball,
Competitive league
Competitive team.
Keep at it
Until my joints don't listen
And my muscles fall to pieces.
Take it back home
Pick up game
For old time's sake,
The videos,
High school champs.
Those guys
Are the best-
Homies
Till the sun don't shine.
6.2.11
2011 - Day 37
Another beautiful day
From the start
To the end,
I take it all in
Life's great
With great friends.
Wisconsin's team won
Sent Britain's clock Packing
We watched and we laughed
And a heavier pocket.
My body says sleep
To listen is Wise
Ready for the world
When I open my eyes.
From the start
To the end,
I take it all in
Life's great
With great friends.
Wisconsin's team won
Sent Britain's clock Packing
We watched and we laughed
And a heavier pocket.
My body says sleep
To listen is Wise
Ready for the world
When I open my eyes.
2011 - Day 36
Sunshine so bright
Burn my face off
Illuminate the fields
With Magic.
From there to there
Fighting blood and bruise
Kick his face
Let them know
Who's boss.
With assortments
Of the Good,
Wave your flags
And get ready
Fun awaits
Beyond your dreams.
Burn my face off
Illuminate the fields
With Magic.
From there to there
Fighting blood and bruise
Kick his face
Let them know
Who's boss.
With assortments
Of the Good,
Wave your flags
And get ready
Fun awaits
Beyond your dreams.
4.2.11
2011 - Day 35
A night in the Capital
Run here
Run there
Take a picture
With the mind
And back again.
Soak it all in
Laugh the loudest
And leave with
A true sense of
Connection.
Run here
Run there
Take a picture
With the mind
And back again.
Soak it all in
Laugh the loudest
And leave with
A true sense of
Connection.
3.2.11
2011 - Day 34
Darkness always wins
In the absence of True Light
Let your soul shine bright
Mourn for lost loved ones
Death is but a part of life
Keep them in your heart
I miss you Brother
You're my Guardian Angel
I hope you found Peace
In the absence of True Light
Let your soul shine bright
Mourn for lost loved ones
Death is but a part of life
Keep them in your heart
I miss you Brother
You're my Guardian Angel
I hope you found Peace
2.2.11
2011 - Day 33
Yasi the Horrible,
Immense Power
With darkness reigns
Upon the soil.
Helpless souls
Another disaster
Natural it may be
Or is it?
Hurricane
Typhoon
Cyclone
The same evil.
Immense Power
With darkness reigns
Upon the soil.
Helpless souls
Another disaster
Natural it may be
Or is it?
Hurricane
Typhoon
Cyclone
The same evil.
1.2.11
2011 - Day 32
Aliens
Do exist.
Or maybe
I am crazy.
Either way
There is truth
Held from the public
Not for our safety
For greed
And Power.
Who knows
If beings do roam
Ancient civilizations
Transformed
And destroyed.
All I want
is to know
What they know.
The powers that be
Look close-
Mexican Air Force
Shag Harbour
Rendelseham Forest
Roswell
Tunguska Event
The Miracle of the Sun
Pyramids
Easter Island
E
T
C
..Or
A great big hoax.
You decide.
Do exist.
Or maybe
I am crazy.
Either way
There is truth
Held from the public
Not for our safety
For greed
And Power.
Who knows
If beings do roam
Ancient civilizations
Transformed
And destroyed.
All I want
is to know
What they know.
The powers that be
Look close-
Mexican Air Force
Shag Harbour
Rendelseham Forest
Roswell
Tunguska Event
The Miracle of the Sun
Pyramids
Easter Island
E
T
C
..Or
A great big hoax.
You decide.
31.1.11
2011 - Day 31
Happy birthday
To the guy
Who brought me in this world.
Hope that life
Can be enjoyed-
Smell the roses
Watch them grow.
I know you can't
If just a flash
Dilute the lava,
Filter the acid,
For them
And us
And yourself.
Golden
Shiny
Wrapping paper
Present unbeknown,
Be prepared
But don't forget
The reason that
It Matters.
To the guy
Who brought me in this world.
Hope that life
Can be enjoyed-
Smell the roses
Watch them grow.
I know you can't
If just a flash
Dilute the lava,
Filter the acid,
For them
And us
And yourself.
Golden
Shiny
Wrapping paper
Present unbeknown,
Be prepared
But don't forget
The reason that
It Matters.
30.1.11
2011 - Day 30
Mellow all around
Soft pitter-patter
Mimosas and song.
A group regrouping
Take it in
Laugh it out.
Capture the memory
Remember the mood
And the people
And the games
And the cheers
And the speak
And the smile..
And toenails.
Soft pitter-patter
Mimosas and song.
A group regrouping
Take it in
Laugh it out.
Capture the memory
Remember the mood
And the people
And the games
And the cheers
And the speak
And the smile..
And toenails.
2011 - Day 29
Night of fun
I see you there
All around
Try not to stare
And then I find
Barbed wire fence
Fork in the road
I choose the path
Still
I'll turn around
Go the other way
It will take some time
But worth the trip.
Worth the view
And spinning rims
Will ride again
Striped devil friend.
I see you there
All around
Try not to stare
And then I find
Barbed wire fence
Fork in the road
I choose the path
Still
I'll turn around
Go the other way
It will take some time
But worth the trip.
Worth the view
And spinning rims
Will ride again
Striped devil friend.
29.1.11
2011 - Day 28
Here I am
Standing now
Inside a box
Below the sound
You can't feel
And I cant tell
Because my life
Clear bricks to stack.
Do you see?
Refined imprisonment
Unfortunate push
Design too intricate
Instead a frown
But not forever
Flow of confined
Electric impulse
To better the one
Breathes deep within.
Standing now
Inside a box
Below the sound
You can't feel
And I cant tell
Because my life
Clear bricks to stack.
Do you see?
Refined imprisonment
Unfortunate push
Design too intricate
Instead a frown
But not forever
Flow of confined
Electric impulse
To better the one
Breathes deep within.
27.1.11
2011 - Day 27
Multiple haikus
Wrapped up into one poem
Free flowing beauty---
Soft shades of purple
Pastel green and cream yellow
Jerusalem end---
With all death comes life
Blank slate to write new stories
No two are exact---
Heroes and no-names
You control your destiny
Just follow your heart.
Wrapped up into one poem
Free flowing beauty---
Soft shades of purple
Pastel green and cream yellow
Jerusalem end---
With all death comes life
Blank slate to write new stories
No two are exact---
Heroes and no-names
You control your destiny
Just follow your heart.
26.1.11
2011 - Day 26
Gracious movements from afar
Imagination running,
This dancer prances close to me
Shes absolutely stunning.
One moment more the lights go dim
Her silhouette so fragile,
She twists, she turns, leaps, tumbles, rolls,
Magnificently agile.
An instant more and then she stops
Time freezes all that breathes,
Her shadow inches close to me
A sound like rustled leaves.
I can only stare as IT
Moves swiftly to my side,
And from It's dark reflecting eyes
I feel It's immortal cries.
So lonely it must be to dance
Eternity and more,
When all eyes look above to HER
And never to the floor
Her shadow, IT, so silent weeps
It tells me of It's flaw,
That at night It stands up straight
But it's light that makes It crawl.
A circular problem, for when it's dark
No eyes can catch a glimpse,
But when there's light It's flattened out
Cannot rise even an inch.
Destined to forever dance
Among the grass and flowers,
It crawls back to the dancing girl
With grace yet lacking power.
They float away into the mist
Their movements so astounding,
But now instead of admiring Her
I watch the beauty of the ground-Thing.
Imagination running,
This dancer prances close to me
Shes absolutely stunning.
One moment more the lights go dim
Her silhouette so fragile,
She twists, she turns, leaps, tumbles, rolls,
Magnificently agile.
An instant more and then she stops
Time freezes all that breathes,
Her shadow inches close to me
A sound like rustled leaves.
I can only stare as IT
Moves swiftly to my side,
And from It's dark reflecting eyes
I feel It's immortal cries.
So lonely it must be to dance
Eternity and more,
When all eyes look above to HER
And never to the floor
Her shadow, IT, so silent weeps
It tells me of It's flaw,
That at night It stands up straight
But it's light that makes It crawl.
A circular problem, for when it's dark
No eyes can catch a glimpse,
But when there's light It's flattened out
Cannot rise even an inch.
Destined to forever dance
Among the grass and flowers,
It crawls back to the dancing girl
With grace yet lacking power.
They float away into the mist
Their movements so astounding,
But now instead of admiring Her
I watch the beauty of the ground-Thing.
25.1.11
2011 - Day 25
Heavy,
So heavy,
I'm writing in the dark.
Each
Syllable
Floats
Freely
With nothing
Evolved from space.
Nerve endings vibrate
Soft Pulse
Electrifying.
Memory term shortage
Crumple in peripheral,
Stationary movement
No rhyme
Nor reason
But why should there be?
Too easy
And I'll prove it.
So heavy,
I'm writing in the dark.
Each
Syllable
Floats
Freely
With nothing
Evolved from space.
Nerve endings vibrate
Soft Pulse
Electrifying.
Memory term shortage
Crumple in peripheral,
Stationary movement
No rhyme
Nor reason
But why should there be?
Too easy
And I'll prove it.
24.1.11
2011 - Day 24
The silver winding walkway
The first step is the hardest
Close your eyes and feel the wind
Convince yourself to trust.
To turn around and walk away
A shadow left in stasis
Your colors fade and turn to dust
It's lost before it's found.
The first step is the hardest
Close your eyes and feel the wind
Convince yourself to trust.
To turn around and walk away
A shadow left in stasis
Your colors fade and turn to dust
It's lost before it's found.
23.1.11
2011 - Day 23
I wake up
The pitch of black
But feel the warmth
No need for light.
I step outside
Breathe in the air
Crisp and lovely
Can't ask for more.
Another connection
My meaning of life
To fill my heart
The joy of others
Knows no bounds
Shared
By all.
The pitch of black
But feel the warmth
No need for light.
I step outside
Breathe in the air
Crisp and lovely
Can't ask for more.
Another connection
My meaning of life
To fill my heart
The joy of others
Knows no bounds
Shared
By all.
2011 - Day 22
Liquid mirror
Sees me clear
Am I not him?
Or are we one?
Reflect the past
Itch of tomorrow
Will await
While he stares through me.
Knows what I know
But opposite.
Sees me clear
Am I not him?
Or are we one?
Reflect the past
Itch of tomorrow
Will await
While he stares through me.
Knows what I know
But opposite.
22.1.11
2011 - Day 21
I,
Cry,
When Angels
Deserve to Die.
Truly sad
Duly noted
A flash of memory
Like a punch in the face
No stopping it
Relive the experience.
To now observe
Some things more clear
A good revelation,
But
Painful,
Every time.
Cry,
When Angels
Deserve to Die.
Truly sad
Duly noted
A flash of memory
Like a punch in the face
No stopping it
Relive the experience.
To now observe
Some things more clear
A good revelation,
But
Painful,
Every time.
20.1.11
2011 - Day 20
Jack stares at me
With his sunken eyes,
Thin wiry grin,
And winged bat bow-tie.
Seeking more than present
He larger than the familiar
Not knowing the extent
Of what lies beyond.
Beyond,
Sally watches him
All encompassing
Her world is singular-
It is him and him alone.
It was always him.
With his sunken eyes,
Thin wiry grin,
And winged bat bow-tie.
Seeking more than present
He larger than the familiar
Not knowing the extent
Of what lies beyond.
Beyond,
Sally watches him
All encompassing
Her world is singular-
It is him and him alone.
It was always him.
19.1.11
2011 - Day 19
To each his own
See treasure's glint
And in my hand
A pearl black.
Struck from the Earth
Or clouds afar,
Your inner eye
Peek intellection
Unique perception
And true.
See treasure's glint
And in my hand
A pearl black.
Struck from the Earth
Or clouds afar,
Your inner eye
Peek intellection
Unique perception
And true.
18.1.11
2011 - Day 18
Stripes in the sky,
Poisonous Gas
Stripe through the street,
Finishing first
Stripe on a bottle,
Jamaican Delicious
Stripes across cars,
Tokyo Drift
Stripes on a horse,
Newspaper creature
Stripes the long way,
Like a thin mint
Stripes going across,
Embracing your body
Stripes on a tent,
Water for Elephants
No stripes at all?
I couldn't imagine.
Poisonous Gas
Stripe through the street,
Finishing first
Stripe on a bottle,
Jamaican Delicious
Stripes across cars,
Tokyo Drift
Stripes on a horse,
Newspaper creature
Stripes the long way,
Like a thin mint
Stripes going across,
Embracing your body
Stripes on a tent,
Water for Elephants
No stripes at all?
I couldn't imagine.
17.1.11
2011 - Day 17
She enters the room
Dark Shades
Reflecting radiant
Black-light aura.
Low cut,
High heels,
Gliding through the mass
Flawless to the beat.
I stop
And stare,
Defenseless
Her poison fills the air.
And then
She smiles-
Deaf to sound
Blind to light
I only feel,
Feel her energy,
Taste her happiness,
Smell her beauty.
An awakening.
Dark Shades
Reflecting radiant
Black-light aura.
Low cut,
High heels,
Gliding through the mass
Flawless to the beat.
I stop
And stare,
Defenseless
Her poison fills the air.
And then
She smiles-
Deaf to sound
Blind to light
I only feel,
Feel her energy,
Taste her happiness,
Smell her beauty.
An awakening.
16.1.11
2011 - Day 16
A silent meadow,
Dark inanimate shapes
Frozen in time.
A feather
Drifts slowly,
Riding a gentle current
Atop the crimson stream.
This place
Hidden,
Forbidden,
A monster's den
A crevice in
Evil's shadow.
Only at night
The sounds of torture,
Otherwise
An eerie peace of mind.
Dark inanimate shapes
Frozen in time.
A feather
Drifts slowly,
Riding a gentle current
Atop the crimson stream.
This place
Hidden,
Forbidden,
A monster's den
A crevice in
Evil's shadow.
Only at night
The sounds of torture,
Otherwise
An eerie peace of mind.
2011 - Day 15
A little late
Today is tomorrow
Recurring habit
Before I sleep.
If upon rising
A days events
Might be twisted
Into the abyss.
And midday,
Well,
Let's just hope
I'm absorbing vitamin D
Instead.
Today is tomorrow
Recurring habit
Before I sleep.
If upon rising
A days events
Might be twisted
Into the abyss.
And midday,
Well,
Let's just hope
I'm absorbing vitamin D
Instead.
15.1.11
2011 - Day 14
A journey
Taken through the heart
While another watches.
Do they know?
The dance is ritual
But grows tiresome
In the wake of it all.
One can't know
What another knows
Without
Tools governed by the power,
The power of communication.
Will it ever be?
Is it meant to be?
Go find out.
Nothing holds you back
Except yourself.
Taken through the heart
While another watches.
Do they know?
The dance is ritual
But grows tiresome
In the wake of it all.
One can't know
What another knows
Without
Tools governed by the power,
The power of communication.
Will it ever be?
Is it meant to be?
Go find out.
Nothing holds you back
Except yourself.
13.1.11
2011 - Day 13
Hello World
Eyes did open,
A simple term
Worth so much more.
And from that day
A pebble rolling,
But more like
A Katamari Ball.
Now from new Worlds
I say Hello,
An ever expanding
Linguistic logosphere.
Eyes did open,
A simple term
Worth so much more.
And from that day
A pebble rolling,
But more like
A Katamari Ball.
Now from new Worlds
I say Hello,
An ever expanding
Linguistic logosphere.
12.1.11
2011 - Day 12
Another day
It's getting close
Expectation
Running low.
It's an honor
In my eyes,
Why should bias
Claim the world?
Can you see
Past your nose?
Fair winds
Fair Trade
World Fair
It's just not.
It's getting close
Expectation
Running low.
It's an honor
In my eyes,
Why should bias
Claim the world?
Can you see
Past your nose?
Fair winds
Fair Trade
World Fair
It's just not.
11.1.11
2011 - Day 11
A contest
Of free-verse poetry..
How delightfully fitting.
BUT
It has to be good
Really good
To eye the publisher.
And the time-
Just three days.
Lucky for me,
The current workout
Poetry regimen
Participation.
Short stories too..
Conscious Slumber?
Night of Our Lives?
Click?
No.
Home,
Home is
The Story.
And my Guardian Angel,
He is
The Poem.
Of free-verse poetry..
How delightfully fitting.
BUT
It has to be good
Really good
To eye the publisher.
And the time-
Just three days.
Lucky for me,
The current workout
Poetry regimen
Participation.
Short stories too..
Conscious Slumber?
Night of Our Lives?
Click?
No.
Home,
Home is
The Story.
And my Guardian Angel,
He is
The Poem.
10.1.11
2011 - Day 10
A surreal moment
That lasts for a day.
A lapse of time,
With nothing to show for it
Except the feeling of strange
Coursing within.
The dreams will be vivid
And the night long,
For more than one reason-
A molecular battle
An empty grasp,
Words of truth
Yet to be registered,
A realization
Combined with
Determination,
And the meditation
Of future events.
That lasts for a day.
A lapse of time,
With nothing to show for it
Except the feeling of strange
Coursing within.
The dreams will be vivid
And the night long,
For more than one reason-
A molecular battle
An empty grasp,
Words of truth
Yet to be registered,
A realization
Combined with
Determination,
And the meditation
Of future events.
9.1.11
2011 - Day 9
To sum it up
A shadowed blur,
Went by so quick
Worth every second.
A fist to the ear
Y bebidas de México,
Laughs and dancing
JE performance,
WOW
Another night
Of wicked fun,
A quick turnaround
Let's do it again.
A shadowed blur,
Went by so quick
Worth every second.
A fist to the ear
Y bebidas de México,
Laughs and dancing
JE performance,
WOW
Another night
Of wicked fun,
A quick turnaround
Let's do it again.
8.1.11
2011 - Day 8
Late to bed
Late to rise,
This day ahead
Full of surprise.
Will Rapture's warmth
Bring doors to open,
Or will it instead
A frozen path?
Irregardless
Strength perseveres
Take whats offered,
Make it count!
Late to rise,
This day ahead
Full of surprise.
Will Rapture's warmth
Bring doors to open,
Or will it instead
A frozen path?
Irregardless
Strength perseveres
Take whats offered,
Make it count!
2011 - Day 7
A green bottle
The deer stares coldly,
But I return a steady gaze
The sound of Cotton,
A background hum
Nothing exists,
Only the 6 point Buck,
Eyes painted black
No pupils at all.
A roar in the distance,
A Tiger has pounced.
And just like the Tiger,
I attack my prey,
Feed on the elixir within,
A smile slowly emerges.
The deer stares coldly,
But I return a steady gaze
The sound of Cotton,
A background hum
Nothing exists,
Only the 6 point Buck,
Eyes painted black
No pupils at all.
A roar in the distance,
A Tiger has pounced.
And just like the Tiger,
I attack my prey,
Feed on the elixir within,
A smile slowly emerges.
6.1.11
2011 - Day 6
Through the last door
Of the looming tower,
A quick pace
My mind heavy with thoughts.
Then in my tracks
I stop.
The horizon is on fire -
A wave of magenta
Swirled with lavendar,
A melted creamsicle
Dripping deep orange blood,
With blue grays wisps
Of thin, cool smoke,
Tentacles reaching towards Heaven.
Frozen on the cusp
For long, wondrous moments,
Until the ocean
Smothers the flames.
Of the looming tower,
A quick pace
My mind heavy with thoughts.
Then in my tracks
I stop.
The horizon is on fire -
A wave of magenta
Swirled with lavendar,
A melted creamsicle
Dripping deep orange blood,
With blue grays wisps
Of thin, cool smoke,
Tentacles reaching towards Heaven.
Frozen on the cusp
For long, wondrous moments,
Until the ocean
Smothers the flames.
2011 - Day 5
Sore eyes,
Body aches,
A day of days
With more to come.
A friend appears,
The zombie plague
To 21, we fight.
To rest these eyes
Would feel no better,
And dream until
The sun's warmth creeps.
Nay, not on this day
A day of days,
Instead the crack of dawn.
Body aches,
A day of days
With more to come.
A friend appears,
The zombie plague
To 21, we fight.
To rest these eyes
Would feel no better,
And dream until
The sun's warmth creeps.
Nay, not on this day
A day of days,
Instead the crack of dawn.
4.1.11
2011 - Day 4
Slant XL and Dub Stub,
Within another Bowl-
This of Sugar,
To sprinkle on my cheerios
And swirled through
Roasted France.
While oxygen fog
Lingers in this room,
This room of mine,
Till the world black.
Within another Bowl-
This of Sugar,
To sprinkle on my cheerios
And swirled through
Roasted France.
While oxygen fog
Lingers in this room,
This room of mine,
Till the world black.
2011 - Day 3
As Luck would have it
Discovering the triumph of Orange
To then pan for Gold?
Likely not in this day,
But one won't know
For days on end.
The end of Trees though,
A certainty,
True too for Luck's sculptor.
Discovering the triumph of Orange
To then pan for Gold?
Likely not in this day,
But one won't know
For days on end.
The end of Trees though,
A certainty,
True too for Luck's sculptor.
2011 - Day 2
Emotions, strongly felt
Blow dust from it's pages
And feel them fresh
Death is but a part of life
And can be celebrated
As well as mourned.
Tired, an accumulation of events,
But ready-
Back to stagnation
But with a twist.
Blow dust from it's pages
And feel them fresh
Death is but a part of life
And can be celebrated
As well as mourned.
Tired, an accumulation of events,
But ready-
Back to stagnation
But with a twist.
2011 - Day 1
A new dawn has arrived,
Golden, shimmering,
Mysterious, exciting
To shape and mold our lives
To feed and nourish our souls
Live, experience, learn
Repeat
One day at a time.
Golden, shimmering,
Mysterious, exciting
To shape and mold our lives
To feed and nourish our souls
Live, experience, learn
Repeat
One day at a time.
A New Year's Resolution
So today marks the beginning (plus 4 days) of the year 2011. Of the various resolutions I made for this year (nothing too strenuous, mostly things to keep my life on track) one of the main ideas that i set forth for myself is to use and involve creativity much more in my life. Laziness and mental tracks set in and it makes it difficult to break free from a monotonous lifestyle. I feel guilty, guilty for not writing more than I should, guilty for not reading all the great books I lined up for myself in what seems like years ago, and guilty for doing nothing about it. I take an idea, grind it out furiously in the beginning, and as the early adrenaline of creation slowly wears off, other things miraculously come up, and before I know it I hardly touch my creative child and instead leave it to rot. Video games, early to sleep/early to work and social gatherings involving travel keep me from doing what I know I truly need - to create. To create ideas, words, worlds, unlocking emotions and thoughts, expressions and beliefs, depicting the world differently than I ever would.
So, As I began this new year, two thousand and eleven, I decided to write. I would not only pick up some old stories I began a while back and complete them, as well as write (the goal is THREE) new short stories during the year, but to keep myself honest, I decided to write one free-verse poem (my favorite kind) every day for the entire year. Today is January the 4th, and thus far I have three short poems created. These can and will depict almost anything my mind comes across, can and will be short or long, and can (and almost always will) be cryptic and rise from deep within.
The medium that I have been using to record these poems has been through my Droid on an app that syncs up and saves my notes on an online account which can be accessed on my computer. I thought I would eventually string them together - then today, I had the idea to just write them to Twitter, to have them floating near the public eye. However, After posting the first two days' poems to Twitter I have come to find that you have no room to write anything of value on that site. So I will write through my phone, then post on this blog, and finally update on Twitter the arrival of the days' creation. The best part is nobody reads this stuff so it is mainly for me- but you never know who might stumble across it.
So without further adou, I begin the journey of my own mind through free-verse poetry, my life in 2011. Cheers, and Happy New Year.
So, As I began this new year, two thousand and eleven, I decided to write. I would not only pick up some old stories I began a while back and complete them, as well as write (the goal is THREE) new short stories during the year, but to keep myself honest, I decided to write one free-verse poem (my favorite kind) every day for the entire year. Today is January the 4th, and thus far I have three short poems created. These can and will depict almost anything my mind comes across, can and will be short or long, and can (and almost always will) be cryptic and rise from deep within.
The medium that I have been using to record these poems has been through my Droid on an app that syncs up and saves my notes on an online account which can be accessed on my computer. I thought I would eventually string them together - then today, I had the idea to just write them to Twitter, to have them floating near the public eye. However, After posting the first two days' poems to Twitter I have come to find that you have no room to write anything of value on that site. So I will write through my phone, then post on this blog, and finally update on Twitter the arrival of the days' creation. The best part is nobody reads this stuff so it is mainly for me- but you never know who might stumble across it.
So without further adou, I begin the journey of my own mind through free-verse poetry, my life in 2011. Cheers, and Happy New Year.
7.4.10
6.4.10
Our Universe at Home Within a Larger Universe?
ScienceDaily (Apr. 7, 2010) — Could our universe be located within the interior of a wormhole which itself is part of a black hole that lies within a much larger universe?
Such a scenario in which the universe is born from inside a wormhole (also called an Einstein-Rosen Bridge) is suggested in a paper from Indiana University theoretical physicist Nikodem Poplawski in Physics Letters B. The final version of the paper was available online March 29 and will be published in the journal edition April 12.
Poplawski takes advantage of the Euclidean-based coordinate system called isotropic coordinates to describe the gravitational field of a black hole and to model the radial geodesic motion of a massive particle into a black hole.
In studying the radial motion through the event horizon (a black hole's boundary) of two different types of black holes -- Schwarzschild and Einstein-Rosen, both of which are mathematically legitimate solutions of general relativity -- Poplawski admits that only experiment or observation can reveal the motion of a particle falling into an actual black hole. But he also notes that since observers can only see the outside of the black hole, the interior cannot be observed unless an observer enters or resides within.
"This condition would be satisfied if our universe were the interior of a black hole existing in a bigger universe," he said. "Because Einstein's general theory of relativity does not choose a time orientation, if a black hole can form from the gravitational collapse of matter through an event horizon in the future then the reverse process is also possible. Such a process would describe an exploding white hole: matter emerging from an event horizon in the past, like the expanding universe."
A white hole is connected to a black hole by an Einstein-Rosen bridge (wormhole) and is hypothetically the time reversal of a black hole. Poplawski's paper suggests that all astrophysical black holes, not just Schwarzschild and Einstein-Rosen black holes, may have Einstein-Rosen bridges, each with a new universe inside that formed simultaneously with the black hole.
"From that it follows that our universe could have itself formed from inside a black hole existing inside another universe," he said.
By continuing to study the gravitational collapse of a sphere of dust in isotropic coordinates, and by applying the current research to other types of black holes, views where the universe is born from the interior of an Einstein-Rosen black hole could avoid problems seen by scientists with the Big Bang theory and the black hole information loss problem which claims all information about matter is lost as it goes over the event horizon (in turn defying the laws of quantum physics).
This model in isotropic coordinates of the universe as a black hole could explain the origin of cosmic inflation, Poplawski theorizes.
Poplawski is a research associate in the IU Department of Physics. He holds an M.S. and a Ph.D. in physics from Indiana University and a M.S. in astronomy from the University of Warsaw, Poland.
Such a scenario in which the universe is born from inside a wormhole (also called an Einstein-Rosen Bridge) is suggested in a paper from Indiana University theoretical physicist Nikodem Poplawski in Physics Letters B. The final version of the paper was available online March 29 and will be published in the journal edition April 12.
Poplawski takes advantage of the Euclidean-based coordinate system called isotropic coordinates to describe the gravitational field of a black hole and to model the radial geodesic motion of a massive particle into a black hole.
In studying the radial motion through the event horizon (a black hole's boundary) of two different types of black holes -- Schwarzschild and Einstein-Rosen, both of which are mathematically legitimate solutions of general relativity -- Poplawski admits that only experiment or observation can reveal the motion of a particle falling into an actual black hole. But he also notes that since observers can only see the outside of the black hole, the interior cannot be observed unless an observer enters or resides within.
"This condition would be satisfied if our universe were the interior of a black hole existing in a bigger universe," he said. "Because Einstein's general theory of relativity does not choose a time orientation, if a black hole can form from the gravitational collapse of matter through an event horizon in the future then the reverse process is also possible. Such a process would describe an exploding white hole: matter emerging from an event horizon in the past, like the expanding universe."
A white hole is connected to a black hole by an Einstein-Rosen bridge (wormhole) and is hypothetically the time reversal of a black hole. Poplawski's paper suggests that all astrophysical black holes, not just Schwarzschild and Einstein-Rosen black holes, may have Einstein-Rosen bridges, each with a new universe inside that formed simultaneously with the black hole.
"From that it follows that our universe could have itself formed from inside a black hole existing inside another universe," he said.
By continuing to study the gravitational collapse of a sphere of dust in isotropic coordinates, and by applying the current research to other types of black holes, views where the universe is born from the interior of an Einstein-Rosen black hole could avoid problems seen by scientists with the Big Bang theory and the black hole information loss problem which claims all information about matter is lost as it goes over the event horizon (in turn defying the laws of quantum physics).
This model in isotropic coordinates of the universe as a black hole could explain the origin of cosmic inflation, Poplawski theorizes.
Poplawski is a research associate in the IU Department of Physics. He holds an M.S. and a Ph.D. in physics from Indiana University and a M.S. in astronomy from the University of Warsaw, Poland.
11.3.10
Jabberwocky
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One two! One two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- Lewis Carrol
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood a while in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One two! One two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
- Lewis Carrol
3.3.10
Life
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