to night eye wake closer to her once again as if the spark has had a flash....eye wander what is happening at the other side of the mirror table tree

i love you

wayward sun drifting to be eaten by a joyless night clouded in bright darkness the sigh of the universe is all that is heard as the lorn of moon is hinged upon the frame of dreams so it is shown the Oh&Ah  the spark of infinite death which leads to decay which leads to the spring of tiny life......

yet there is nothing small about life as there is nothing simple about death.....eye am stuck always to point to others the view of those they dislike at the moment....like the guy who works at the 7eleven won't give up a free cup.....even if there is nothing in the cup......why we have to think about what we say.....it is praised too often people who say what ever is on their mind....but the draw back is that those around them most often are wounded without help....if you  wound and helped heal then well those are some real good intentions.....if you wound just cos its on your mind with out at least the forethought of a future need to aid them..... well then your just a asshole.....

i always appear like as asshole to people....cos i say what eye have told myself needs to be said......sure i ramble to myself...but i have if you will allow the idea......trained myself to have more then one voice when ever eye am placed in a pinch....each casting a vote for different motions.......it makes me appear slow for a moment as if i heard nothing of what was asked or done before my person....

yet in my mind there is a congress of beings debating the motions the body will take as it is the only cord to this existence....believe it or not the more impending the matter the faster we reach our point.....fore what sets me apart from others eye have met is this.....eye have an honor code......one which that congress must up hold first and foremost....

something just for mOo

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to the violent nature of the world....i fear it is not that we have grown more violent.....merely we have all gained a partial  third eye called connections......we know more of each other in these times as there are more windows into each niche of the world....though as a whole still remain a mystery to each other......

to the change that is to come.......sure enough it will happen this much eye have seen....eye am not ready to be a fool just yet though.....

the fool who leads must never reveal that they are the fool or the leader....for it is rare for a leader to be both and be able to gain the support of all....only the fool king will gain the will to shape existence....so a riddle for the mind to swallow eye place before you before eye go off into the land of dreams.....

seven more days till eye am home bound =)

the small matter is always the one that seems the largest......school shootings......brutal murders....yet nature does not even bat an eye.....these things happen fore we in this new age are still unwilling to face the truth of nature.....that to see it is not to know it.....that to even be part of it does not gain us any "given insights" or "common sense" "universal compassion".....

in a world growing in humans as the main branch of life which stirs the earth....we learn that nature will make beasts and game where it can......as we assure that we are the only real free animals left.....then well nature will merely have to apply its means to us alone......nature needs animals....as nature is a play and life its actors

as we spread further and further deeper and higher we will learn there is no attainable limit in the depth of our passions....be they for the good or evils of our nature......one must merely remember two things....themselves and that nature will always have its due......

it is like once said to me "life is brutal but with yew its beautiful"

i found it....now i know the name and have the lyrics to the opera that eye fell in love with as a child...one could say it allowed me to drift into the world of thought as the people i knew grew up on pop and grunge and 80's songs.....eye found classical opera to be different and for the most part freeing as i never knew the words had meaning...merely it was just beautiful to listen to........ the opera that started it all for me.... has taken me 15 years to find.....sure it was never a pressing quest but it was one i had always wanted to finish......now i have lyrics and sound to Carmina Burana by Carl Orff(always been a fan of German composers)

how this memory comes back now or even why i do no know...it is just a sigh of joy i guess for finally having sound and lyrics...i had in the end only known it as the movie theme from Excalibur.....since no one knew the name of what opera it was from i was only left with the sounds

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my goal in life is to master my art as my art is my life the mystery of my goal will only be answered by those who know me for all the things i do not do rather then the ramblings i do do