Currently Playing
Jeremy Camp
Album

Worship Generation

Track: I Will Walk by Faith (live)

Inscription Phoenix


spittled on the down
this is one's reality
a hope lost for all
brought again
renew this thing
solid now
the ground you walk upon
rise above
never again this thing be found

Currently Playing
Switchfoot
Album

A Walk to Remember

Track: You

Pray you'll get this

I'll speak this quietly now
lest the world will watch
I'm unaware and uncaring to what they say
the timing of my breath releasing octaves
in this rhythm
the vice taking over me
I'm hoping mobs will comprehend
giving my sweat to futility
these knees are scraped
much effort going into you
getting me
but I'm wasted
spent
giving myself to my
rise fall and death
pleased to believe
living thrice
reposting a wasted bitter scar fallen then rebirthed
all new with no suite

Currently Playing
Blaster The Rocketman
Album

The Anatomy Of A Monster

Track: God Free Youth Flying Around In A X-wing Fighter

Edamame


I'll live my live like edamame
steamed
soy
beans
this confrontation wont last if I see it
him
the last
that's what I told myself
then one day
I died
after that I plucked the maker's brain
asking him why some days I couldn't enjoy them
why some days they werent as sweet
days they weren't packed with joy
and some days they were soggy and beat
not to mention the few days they were perfectly perky

I was sure he'd tell me
and sure enough this is what he said
each day they were good to eat but because of yourself
you only enjoyed a few
each day they were steamed to perfection
each bean had not a care in the world
I made this entire world for your ecological consumption
taking into consideration
my immaculate farming guidelines for beans
despite the fact that you prefer beats

Currently Playing
Matisyahu
Album

Shake Off The Dust...Arise

Track: Short Nigun

Bike poem that got wrote

up that bridge
the long bridge across night
lights along the side
me we rode
night time was the length of the bridge that was spent
on my bike We rode across each other
and I whisper
tonight tonight you'll make me appreciate tonight
my feet are worn
but steady
with you I'll ride
making me appreciate the brooklyn lights
street lights
you roll
I stake
putting your friendship beside me
comforting me
knowing I can see now
friends like you sustain and last
with a bike and hope
now one
proceeding up a stocky hill

We're all the same

I think an obvious statement is we are supposed to be ourselves. In today’s society I constantly see people living up to images. Now I know everyone instantly gives the affirmation that they are a complete individual separated from consumerism but I think in an odd way that attesting to perfection. We all need to learn and none of us have an inner utopia. Nonetheless you can I believe we can be individuals to a large degree.

Individuality is essential for a society to survive. Survival can be defined on multiple levels. There is the Economic, Social, Psychological and so forth. It’s important especially today to understand the importance of individual contribution to the collective whole. We should most certainly understand that our individual action have a direct impact on every little detail of future events. Individuality is the foundation of survival. It’s how we were designed to exist. Take that away and were all “dancing in a graveyard” as headnoise (punk band) put it.
There is a quote that goes “we classify and categorize to keep ourselves divided. We are individuals not the images divided.” How true is it that the real walls aren’t corporate structures necessarily or neighborhoods we have fears of going into. The dividing lines aren’t locked doors or hostile faces. They aren’t even social classes or the person you said “wasn’t your type” so you “denied their application”. No the true walls are the one we put up in our heart. The idols of our self images. Dividing us and simultaneously destroying a beautiful part of all before its born.

A Straight edge band called With Honor has an amazing song when will we learn. Its a song about unity and the strongest part of the song is just a phrase “when will we learn were all the same” Its so true that we divide ourselves, make a connection with someone we say “we connect with” then look for the division again. Essentially I believe we are all the same. Oddly enough Ill give you the last point of my thoughts from a source that none of you expect but mostly to prove a point. When I majored in Advertising later getting a degree in it there was a system that advertisers used in order to effectively reach coughmanipulatecough consumers. One particular area of this system was illustrated by something called Maslow’s Hierarchy of needs. Notice the top is self actualization. It’s described in terms of the thing that will give you the ultimate satisfaction basically. Or in others words there is something everyone desires. Advertisers go in knowing this and try to exploit that. My point is this. We are essentially all the same and there is something that will fulfill us all. There are things in our lives that we live and die trying to achieve. The biggest of those things is perfect love. We err so much trying to find it. Advertisers know that and they go after our lust for images and so on. Our Lust becomes a profit margin, all the while getting us away from the very thing that could make our society better. A lack of true individuality and division is simply an expression of the wall in our hearts.

All of the things aforementioned begs a question: what came down first? Was it the Berlin wall or the walls in their hearts? We need to search for our fingerprints or they may be lost to us for good.

AUTHORS NOTE: no poety today just an essay

Currently Playing
Jennifer Knapp
Album

Kansas

Track: Martyrs and Thieves

Untitled

you did fret
but I was there
I moved some things out of your way
only to have the thing moved back again
still I loved you
I was always with you
and all who are destitute
I'll open rivers
place trees where you cant breathe
and turn the wilderness into peace
I'll turn confusion into known
doubt to right
I'll visit you everyday
knowing exactly what to say
my persistance will be the thing you lean on
my hand will be there
when you refuse
and when you hold it

I am the missing part of the art
your heart
the thing I made to form
you and I
when I miss you I cry
hope
Im the link
Im the wishing well with pennyful hope
let me hold you and wayward shouts will cease
Im your champion
your closest friend with no doubts

(loosley based on Isaiah 41)

Currently Playing
Jason Mraz
Album

Waiting For my Rocket to Come

Track: who needs shelter

Static Frog Pad

I like
sitting here
in the middle of a pond
on a Lilly pad
with a lantern
using it for light
because its dark
this night
my night
alone with my thought
liking this pond
now laying on the Lilly pad
pondering
scribbling my thoughts
enjoying the feel good
sorting my thoughts
making life right

Currently Playing
Shine
Album

Gently Insane

Track: Dont Throw it all away

Clown Eat Soul
that night I wandered off
to a place where most circus goers don't
on the other side of the tent
I met a clown
we met
and stared
until finally he spoke
he said
this is a day if I wished to I might
stride into you anounced
like I've done so many others
and take with me what's there
cherishing whatever is given
you see
each time a humanoid meets another
is a instant to touch them
each passing encounter
is an opportunity to get past that glass door
the glass door to their soul
mine passes in an instant
laugh makeup and all
missed in a joyful moment
all focused on a face of paint
never peering
never curiously independently moving
past the glass
son I say to you
smash the glass and go past the door
we are few
the men who wander
don't waste your moments
good tidings wont wait
and after that
we had a meal
feasting between us

Currently Playing
Project 86
Album

Songs to burn your bridges by

Track: Breakneck Speed

Hopeless Romantically Indeed

On here I slide
zero effort
which is to say "we" will happen
because it was supposed to be like this
always
this hasn't taken place yet
which is to say this is foreshadowing
mine crystal ball
with it I see her
my hands fitting her hips
to the untrained ear
I'm a runaway train
but in her eyes
mind
heart
souls
we are second to God
the old man river with staffs
giving us the one thing that was in our hands
so I smile at this thing thats never happened
stars seem silly but relevant
so Im gripping this fortune by the neck

Currently Playing
Comeback Kid
Album

Turn it Around

Track: Operative Word

xFaith & Fightx

On this day there is still hope
today an odd buggy day
this strange twenty four hour period
can be filled with a positive outcome
I can stay in the fight if I choose
someone is reading mine eyes
hanging on me
wishing me to pull through
so they'll have a reason to want
this morning is mine
I have to persist
So that's it
I've decided
no more cashing in on emptiness
there is hope for me and us and you
bond this to your memory
some things will never fade

Currently Playing
Jason Mraz
Album

Jason Mraz: Live and Acoustic

Track: You and I both

Nonetheless


gallivanting is what I'm doing
at the local corner coffee shop
mug half full
as I
sip another drop
you walk in
I saw your light eyes and flower dress
and on your blinding eyes
traveled my new hope
I almost passed on the notion
to embrace the reality
that people do
anymore
my imagination was likened to one sinking
but one glance at your eyes
and I'm changed
somehow a pogo stick is possible
somehow a soul like yours are possible
I think I'll kiss your mother
and woo the very moment
I was reborn

Currently Playing
Cool Hand Luke
Album

The Fires of Life

Track: The Fires Of Life

Continue

If
I give up
A Light
Goes out

Currently Playing
Symphony in Peril
Album

Lost Memoirs and Faded Pictures

Track: Can One Possess Autumn

Perfect Love Eternal

soaked in tears I lift my head
and an unexpected event followed
with my worn enemy in retreat you spoke
I came closer heart pounding
you said I didnt come
to stop your metal solo
your pir·ou·ette
I'm not here to delay your dancing beat
I didn't come to condemn you
or your habits
infatuations
I'm here to be let in
I'm here to always have a place to hug you
my decision is to always love you
the hope of my heart you'll never be able to fully concieve
is to have me in yours forever
for you to glimpse for once small tiny lifetime
something that can never end
put down your chopping block
take your lashes out of the butchers line
lets skip in the moonlit park
after dark
you know im about to tell you to wait for dawn
but you've never done it
you know the beauty of the morn
but you've never seen it
this lifetime is going to be one spent
trying to grasp three words
words you've heard
but have not percieved
words you think you know
but you dont
I spoke in poetry enigmas and riddles
and still you have no peace
then he said perfect love eternal
leaving me alone
running a race to understand

Currently Playing
The Suicide File
Album

Some Mistakes you never stop paying for

Track: I Hate Rock N' Roll

Urbis sucks

my caps are fingerprints
and the middle one is rising
for you for you
flow this because i stick
two words
fuck you
you eyeball my verblage
telling me to frown
like a crab in a bucket
keeping my rating down
so you dont drown
my rythm is my own
my spellcheck on this one
nonexsistant
you dont understand a flow that hasnt been taught
so Ill make this next sentence stick out and poke you
im larger than your university textbook
bursery scholar rhymes
you dont perceive what you dont get
you hate me
then love your own
this discontempt is disallowed
so Ill run free
Ill write free
and when the world sings my poetry accapella
we will hold hands
us unranged dreamers
no longer wondering what a world would be like
unfettered and free


AUTHORS NOTE: yea this is an angry poem haha. I was getting anoyed with people thinking they know how to write better than others. They basically review others work as if they were the "messiah" of poets. meanwhile they are on the same site trying to get published... morons... anyway yea haha i wrote this... all the mistakes are on purpose and like all my poems they are off the top of my head. (98% id say) Interestingly enough they can all be analyzed as well. Im big on indivuality.. what can I say you cant take the punk rock out of me.

Currently Playing
Tosca Tango Orchestra
Album

Waking Life Soundtrack

Track: Ballade 4 part 1

Elbow Linguini

there are no elbows in new york
people brush past you all the time
connect and contact
but no one has elbows in this ginormous city
no one stops and gasps at the air
or stands in awe along with the sky
no one picks cherries
no one sits in the grass
its a perdicament people have in the city
because with no elbows you can't lean back
and remember a day
filled without skyscrapers and cobblestones
when people enjoyed fruit and apple picking
square dancing with thier elbows
through empty sidewalks

Currently Playing
Tosca Tango Orchestra
Album

Waking Life Soundtrack

Track: Ballade 3

With my Bassoon


with my bassoon I play a song
the ambiance of the morning
a ladder of despair
of hope
with my bassoon captives are set free
in a way no lock pick could fathom
with my bassoon I'll walk the pacific
cross waters
carry tears
my music is spice and ginger
on every french baker mans dreams
would you dare for some inspiration
I'm the mellow tune in your last living room
the one you used to remember
because my music is nstalgia
I'm the St marks street you used to know
I'm an odd sock or a lantern in Stockholm
with my bassoon I'll smash your writers block
giving food for you pen
feeding the imaginations

I kiss my bassoon
communicate with the thing
knowing when it breaks
I'll reach deep inside
thanking God
pulling another out
creating tunes once more
my next bassoon will be green
and I'll play through a winters delightfully cool breeze

Currently Playing
Bob Marley
Album

One Love: the very best of Bob Marley

Track: Redemption Song

Redeem these days

Today I found a wheel made of clay
in the ground in the dirt
it wasnt supposed to roll but it did
I wasnt supposed to find it but i did
now I have that chance
I have that second chance
I'll roll now
right cross route 66
explaining nothing
leaving one note:
"these wheels are bright
with an intensity I thought I'd never see"
then Ill roll
with joy
expecting no more
laughing out potholes
winning my losses
hearing me once again

Redeem these days

today I found a wheel made of clay
in the ground in the dirt
it wasnt supposed to roll but it did
I wasnt supposed to find it but i did
now I have that chance
I have that second chance
I'll roll now
right cross route 66
explaining nothing
leaving one note:
"these wheels are bright
with an intensity I thought I'd never see"
then Ill roll
with joy
expecting no more
laughing out potholes
winning my losses
hearing me once again