Dear Soul

Dear Soul,

Time has been strange, emotion shot, mind empty, heart stone, eyes traces. Drag on you feathered whore, drag on. God may as well be a figment of imagination- for all I care right now, truly.  I am beyond the reach of  any reason, I tick these seconds away with nothing coming but for too fail. Morbid today Joseph>? yes afraid so. But who really gives a fuck, I used to, but now I'd be quite happy to drown in cheap shitty wine.

For the faith regained and her temporal stages

We are beyond this it seems, but for how long? how long have we got before we are islands again, and comunications are down? Disc plateaux----cyclical spiraling outwards into the infinite realms. I hold thoughts to guide me for the scene is moving too fast for my eyes, closure.
I know that it could be one minuete, or 10,000 years, for the faith regained and her temperal stages can be useful, though they fail once sences have been restored, but its good to know they are there, space stations of the mind, dock for a long weekend, sooner or later we must go on, into the unknown.

Space (0 hours)

Hmm

For tis a fine line between this utter madness and the abyss, choose this and let go of that, no finer action to speak of, no finer moment, tales to tell, songs to sing, people to love. Reign of lunacy take hold of my pretty white bones, how long am I required to walk this earth, grace is oblivious to man, for he knows not the true meaning of life, so stumbles like an old fool, they laugh behind his back.

Mexico City 2012

the voices

In my head  gifts collide,
so I can see the other side,
so I can hear the angels sing,
so I can thank them for the joy they bring.

The confusion my life doth entail,
like a babe inside I wail,
like a bird from pillar to post,
to curse myself a deamon host,

Spring ascend with colour and form,
to clear the skies, to calm the storm,
to drown the voices in my soul,
a human form, a human role.

Athens 1199

Rested

Gilded dreams of frozen empathy,
for the sleep has drowned you all out.
The sleep I so desparately needed finally came,
and the deaths of innocent villagers has been forgotten for the bloodshed to follow,
for the bloodshed to follow.

For the lost souls,

For the lost souls, I give you my wine,
for I know twill only be a short time,
for the wieght of the heavens breaks your backs,
and no longer can you crawl beneath its loom,
the sands of time shall finally click,
a mortal quest into a trick.......!

The Gates of Heaven 1783

The roaming to morning

The roaming to morning, and all the strangeness of quiet streets for an innocent mind, neglect and despiration are gone, we merry into this, blind yet unafraid, no more need for surrender, for the taming of a fire dragon holds sway within the hollow walls of exact selection.

They call out to me, a friend of the darkness, they call out to me, and I answer with love.

Such

Such cranial dimensions of unbridled carnage, my mind the victim of an incurable disease,
manic depression is putting lightly - This is my cross to bare.
I put my friends through hell - and believe they can trust me, I care for thier opinions.
I am ravaged by fear.

I am the madness,
I am the lunacy,
I am the troubled,
I am too much for my bones.

They ask me to end the madness, but I am afraid and feel I must finish the work.

Be still you who are the ghost in me,
few know the true genius that suffers indignity.

The mania gone now my mind dives into hell.
Released from the heavens - God, task-master that he is.

No feet have I to stand upon the earth,

I am exausted,
I am to crash.

Pain waits for me, another battle which I will win.

Th Dead Sea 2011

The Poet

No finer dedication than that of the wordsmith,
The poet,
the wit,
the muse.

Of endless complection,
drifting beautiful thoughts of forever,
drifting love and open hearts,

Words are my wine.

Paris 1788

The Beautiful People

As we wander with undeniable gifts of genius,
the vast seas of thought are ours to hold.
Spectrum of emotion beyond comprehension is ours,
to love and to hate.
The ability to see things as they are, to truly know of the existance of realms beyond our comprehension,
to taste them,
and somtimes see them.

To walk without fear,
to be gracefull,
to be inspired,
to get there,and to leave.

I am enjoying all of my experiences,I am loving life,

These people are incredible, you have to meet them.
They are the reasurance,
Good people.

They talk of love and experience,
time and beauty.
They are the marrow of life.
live long my friends,
be rich in your hearts,
be filled with joy.

Athens 1322

The riders in Moon

So fell through the valley in black,
so fell the riders in moon,
we called out to the seas,
we prayed on bended knees.

My days are all lost,
my nights have been burned down,
I searched the fields,
I broke down the door.

I held on to my mind,
I let everything go.

Oxford 1900

What Lunacy

Such Insanity reigns,
oh colided souls,
for the infiinite I pray,
we can find no reason here beneath the lucid oblivion of dillusion.
We take our time,
we understand idiots, and allow them the luxury of breath.
How lucky they are.
they know not the thoughts that locate a finite solution.
these fucking fools,
how can we reason with stupidity.
How can we allow this continuem?
should we?
or should we burn down the mirage of dead beasts in the night.

Vienna 1455

Sweet fate befall me

Sweet fate befall me,
lead me a merry dance.
Find me brave,
find me free.
For I have breached the hollow walls,
and have found a way through.

I have escaped the prison of love,
and left you all behind.
I have left myself dead,
under torn skies.

Flesh cannot contain my spirit,
bones cannot cage my soul.
I have left to be alone,
to the other side,
where calculous and reason cannot reach me.
Where the fields know no count,
no colour, no definition.
Formless.

These are the hopes I have seen in my dreams.
These are the prayers awaiting an answer.

New Orleans 1911