Channel Change

Different number but it looks the same.
Oh how I miss the static,
How the tiny dots would re-arrange.

Staring Fascinated
Wondering how they have caged it
Floating ageless in the matrix
                                                      Till
     ­                                                        You
                                                             ­       *Thought..
                   You saw the tape end.

Blank Screen.

Meditate;
You finally got to medicate.

"I think I shall replay the tape just to make sure my head is straight."
Oh how I love the static,
How the tiny dots all rearrange.
I'm staring, fascinated.
"All these dot's seem to depict my age"

I think I see a pattern.
Think
                            I
            T­hought
       a
                             Thought...
I
               Think
Seeking heat to make the ash burn;
Just a sly and subtle wink.

Yin and Yang all twisted shifting
drifting, what a colorfully monochrome experience;
       Gee,
Ain't the static wonderful?

Back then the radical were few and far in between
Now there’s one no more then ten cracks from every corner
The bar has been lowered,
Exponentially,
On what amazes.
The words we use have been weakened
By the weekend.
Oh it is a beautiful thing, if used correctly.
Linguistics mixed with hedonistic freedom
Never to forget the balance of fantasy and intellect
Theories and Fairy tales
Fables and Ideals
All the while in the throes of mystical madness

Have a bit of genius if you’d please,
Don’t mind the psychosis, It’s just a..
Seasonal Drag

“You’ve always got to find something to conflict with
And something to coexist with”
Said the human mind

The ever rumbling sense maker
The creator and taker of breath and chance
The Feeling factory in which we’re all constantly
Clocking In at.
The Decider.
The world within us so expansive one must toe the line or
Forget there is any outside world at all.

No one can explain it all
But we must take part in it!
Even if that means for us to
Pick apart the parts in it

A Piece of me, A Piece of you
Is peace in us and I conclude
That neither I or you
Are obstacles, we’re one
We’re earth,
we’re truth.

Namaste.

Oh and when I wash away
Please let me imitate the tide
To come inspired by the first
With all my lessons left behind

For in a single second lies eternity
I must be learning
Not to crack the pattern:
Catapults, coastal cities burning

Be the wave
Be the water
Be the wind
Be the daughter
Be the son of the Sun
Be the shepherd
Be the martyr
Be the fire
Be the dirt
Be the life
Be the earth
Become one with our mother
Nature
Recognize the worth
Of Words.

Do you know what it is,
To wake up with a mind like mine?
Do you know what it is,
To wake up with any mind at all?
Do you know what it is,
To wake up?
I don't.
So I sit, with a mind like mine,
Asking these questions unanswerable.