Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Back to Reality

I’ve waited too many days
Tried to conceal all my beautiful rays
But news came
It was time for the clock to change
TIme to stop playing games
Sure
If you like I can be insane
But once you realize what I said might be true
Call us up
We can send an Scourt in blue
Bring you to the future
But we just call it reality
Come to a coffee shop
Have some tea
Or dine at one of our restaurants
Go to a lounge
Buy a new shirt
Or gown
Meet our Maya
And get a Grecian crown
Shows over people
Stop worshipping a dead man at the top of the church steeple
Just remember
When you show up
Wear purple
Let’s go back
Cause I’m done being here
Ready to be in my home
Where the air is clear
With my people who are loved and dear
Very close very near
I said this should be over long ago
But people kept watching the show
I suggest you turn off the box
Look to the sky and reset your clock
Here in reality we are years ahead of what you think
Past change that goes clink clink
Past the point of judging a book by its cover
Past taking a women when she does not call you lover
Here in reality
You can truly see
You can be who you are
You are what the Lord made you
Divine and beautiful
Perfection
No second guessing
Back to the future
Back to reality

Thursday, October 23, 2014

OpenHeartsOpenEyesOpenMinds


The Language of Love

If you asked me
What I want to do
No need to think
Cause I’ve already thought it through
It would be this
And I would create other things
Pictures, paintings
Maybe learn to play the strings
Rewrite a song to sing
Unfortunately in this life
In this world
All things have a price
It matters very little if you are nice
Hurts when you think twice
Reward is when you buy her ice
I disagree
And I am tired of trying to get others to see
The world the way I think it should be
Because when I do
They point the finger
And scream insanity
Even if you like these words
If you saw my face
And heard
You’d probably join the choir
Call me absurd
Be the first to say
I’m glad they locked that guy away
Perhaps this is a grey picture
A bleak outlook
But after all these years
And words to fill plenty of books
I seem no closer than I was before
I took some risks
And landed flat on my face
Flat on the floor
No one to pick me up
No one to lend a hand
Just finger points, jokes, and ridicule
I wish others had a clue
That I could care less what job I do
But I do know
I cannot draw many more breaths in this stale air
Each day in this world closer to death
Which is not the course of life
Not why humans descend into bodies
More like to transform into light
Harness the strength of eternal life
Do the Lord’s Work create, read, and write
Apparently these are crazy ideas
Thoughts worth dismissing
Even though we all know the material
Life keeps us missing
Keeps us wishing
For something greater
Something better
Let’s no longer talk about the weather
How about real talk
Hold my hand baby, let’s go for a walk
Tell me how you love
Tell me their names
Tell me all your happy memories
Most importantly tell me your dreams
Let’s build them together into a way more beautiful scene
Together we are an unstoppable team
So let’s leave this world behind baby
I’m so over it
They can call us crazy
But we don’t speak their language anymore
Now we speak the divine tongue
The language of love

Saturday, October 4, 2014

Prison or Prism

I’ve got my heart locked up
Not in a prison
But in a prism
Why, you ask?
Well it is really quite simple
In this world there seems not enough room for love
Only one best friend
Apparently only suppose to have one woman beginning to end
This is something I can’t understand
Same with why we went to war with Afghanistan
And made illegal prisons
Went on with a global witch hunt for a religion called Islam
But I started to read the Qur’an
And I believe it says clearly that killing is ha-ram
Didn’t need to read more than a couple of pages to get that part
Why would I eva want a prison heart
When I’ve already stated I want a patchwork heart
To reignite my prism heart
And illuminate my light body
Ask God for my angel wings back
And take to the sky
Sandy let’s teach these kids to fly
When we come sailing through
Hop on by
We will take you to our castle in the sky
Remind you
You will never die
Cause the Lord has granted resurrection for everyone again
No such thing as original sin
Just a chance to learn more knowledge
I think everyone should go to college
At least read some books
Don’t just play chess with the rooks
Go to the kitchen and learn to cook
Drive out to the country and have a nice look
I suggest for now
To avoid the hospital
Cause it is more like a prison
Sadly so R our schools
But I’ve got even more good news
A.A.M. here to take away your blues
And S.G. down on their brand new skis
It’s Aquarius alright
No more fights
Only bright lights
Sit back and enjoy the flight
I’ll see you at Dawn’s first light

Friday, October 3, 2014

Bourbon Day

Nine years ago
Almost on this same day
Took a plane home from Califron I A
Had spent the week on the beach
And in the sea
Out in the sun having fun
Family time was plenty
Of blessings I counted many
Nine years ago when we touched down
Since it was Wednesday
I went to town
It was Bourbon night
Friends all around
The night ended
With a friend and I as nature intended
In scene splendid
Swimming under a waterfall
And another one below
Above our city all aglow
But today
Most of my friends had left town
And it was my family who was around
Our flight was during the day
My bro asked: “do you want a bourbon?”
I said “of course” it’s Wednesday

Monday, September 29, 2014

A Million Times More

If I had to choose
Which I do
I always make the same choice
To serve the ones I love
I do it for no price
I would never change
Cause all the money in the world is not enough
It’s paper only good for writing on
It cannot sing a holy song
Just look what it has done
The war it has brought
The worthless products it has bought
The shallowness, selflessness, and loneliness
No I have not forgot
Even the ones who do not feel the same
Especially the ones who I would like another round of games
Baby I am not what they say I am
You know I am sane
But you call me Luna
All the same
Cause I always want to shine on you at night
That is why I go the distance for you to be the sun
Because I like when you reflect off of me
And we shine down on everyone
It doesn’t matter how far you’ve run
Please cowboys put down those guns
And learn the lesson of the Noble Ones
Our family of the sky
We are all one
Now lift up our voices in rejoice
And if I must
If I must stand up
I do so by choice
Cause I never put no one over you
I love your son and your daughter
And I do my best not hurt anyone
Just like listening to the Poets of Gun
Come on everyone
We already got our invitation to the New Years ball
I hope you heard the call
Checked the signs
And overheard the symbols
I just want to play a Xmas jingle
Tell Sandy to hit the cymbal
Every time I cue the band
And want to declare a Holy Land
I end up in a hospital
Which is a lot more hostile
Not sweet like a hotel
A lot closer to hell
But the good news is that hell froze over
Cause the devil thyself is a pretty cool dude
Not evil
Not sick
Just the one who lives on earth
Meta declares our Human Race’s rebirth
Hallelujah
No need to bring mirth

Monday, August 4, 2014

Work Work Work

Work work work
And no play
So dull
What boring ways to spend the day
For today
Is meant to be a glorious day
Not one for work or computer screens
One to live under beautiful sun beams
Live out our dreams
Do things that please
The ones you love
And you
No need to be blue
Or keep that phone in your hand like glue
No need to hustle
No need for only bustle
No need for simple work
Smashing on computer keys
Blackberrying at endless meetings
Stressing out over nothing
Worrying way too much about your bosses money
Baby come with me to the land of milk and honey
I want so much more for you
Because I have seen the truth
There is nothing we can’t do
The most beautifully designed chemistry
A product of all mythology
Not slaves to technology
Alive and living part of Gaia’s biology
We all could use a vacation
A couple weeks relaxation
A time to enjoy sensation
Worry very little of any explanation
Why work so much
When it is just a touch
Just a small part of all we do
And can
If we worked less
And spent more time as Human
Perhaps it would be easy to understand