..there are these day's..
                   ..moments..
              ..when you
      see the
                         massive knowledge
            of humanity..it's history..
        ..& the unclear
                          vision of it's future..

..& you just think.(.mesmerised)..the existence of it all..
        ..mesmerised..
                    & scared..

gone in the wind you might say..

              ..our life..it's strings..
    ..our helplessness..

..is it really all right..
           ..to see that you see little too much..

                    ..even do..your trying your best to keep it real
         keep it steady..relaxed..

but there's all ways the conflict between you & you..

                    ..how much the mirror really tell..

                ..the mirror of your mind..

                                       & nature..

in these days that you don't really know right from wrong..
                    ..& vice versa..

..it's ugly & beautiful at the same time..

                      ..and that's what you have deal with..


         ..all the time
                    sometime's just seeing it
                              way too truly..

& you have live thinking that is it good or bad..
            
                                    ..or something totally else..

..sure that i am..
     ..no more..

thanks..

..collect them all..
             ..and what do
        you find..

..piece's of blindness..cruelty..hard heart..
        ..blue infinity within..

..can't judge..can't blame.. but of course

                                ..you know
                                      ..of course you know..
..collect yourself..
          ..collect love (what ever it is to you)

                            ..most of all..

                    ..collect hate and rage
                           ..to make it all better..

    & don't look back..
              never..

..go strange..****..
      ..no *******..

          ..maybe a little..but not too
      much to go board..
                       ..be still..& ****..

                   ..the one you are..

..it's never too crowd to be near yourself..

                       ..it's nearly impossible to feel and see..

..your the eyewitness of yourself..
                 ..the **** and the jello..

                              ..so why don't you..
               ..move..

                             ..move your *** up..

..i'm not a poet..
              ..i'.m just a head & a heart

no more..no less..
            ..the picture is crystal clear..

                                    
   ..so..

..this is just
made for us..
..this Zoo..

like us & every one
knows
that nature is a huge
part of the concept

that we call God..

so why here..we're the others.. so
the question is just
how are you!?

your own..or part of
the decline of the masses..

how are me?!

i can go to it's everything..everywhere..
i can do it all..and know it all..
           ..be it all..it's in the spine..
                            ..but..

..there's all ways a but..
it's
to us
somehow
too hard to work concrete..
            ..to hug it..

all that collective knowledge..
            ..data..facts..

we might could even fly trough the time &
          sky..we'd make mother..Tellus
                      healthy again..&
clear our ozone..be in health longer..

it's a beautiful bedtime story..the dreams are even after it..

..a glorious poem..
               ..sonnet to yourself and
                   to all that are..

        ..dream of a imagine't  dream..

gate with out the gate..

just an very long tale to see small and clear..

                                             ..you and me..

bye bye..

Not following
Where's ur sound
Language
An smile

U naughty devil
Subscribe
Urself

Whiner..

..so shall u be..dormitory..
                       ..with all power in the world..
          ..**** flech..**** it..

                                  ..cuddle..be..
no ownership..
                 ..that ship has sailed..

..go..while u still can..go
         where ever..but not here..

..rainbow's are not meant to last..
                       ..like nothing here..

go..go..go...
and you still would find it..

             ..but yourself..

..rainbow's are not meant to last..

                         ..god speed..

..the direction..
       ..nowhere but within..

letter's make words..words make problems..

                    ..and i didn't even talk about sentence's..

down to street of you and them..
                 ..them who you don't match..

regular..

                     ..get out..
                 out..out..out..

contradiction so sweet..

see you in..

..run notification..
             ..hide..
..grow wide..make yourself matter
                                 once more..

             ..once more 4 us..

..to us..
  ..history is a factory of jokes and tear's..

memory reflects us from our self's..
proof of our right and wrong..

      ..just today..

..we dwell too much in ancient history to love being here now..

and some day somebody dwell in us..

..pure canvas need's everything..and
          
       ..nakedness..virginity..
               ..experience..scars
from all the beauty & purgatory..

                   balance

                love is life

           and so are you and me..

..nobody knows me..i don't
know everyone..truly..
what's the fear..
..our fences..

we smile to each other..
try so much to be good..

..but
what are you
really thinking..what do
you really feel..

..the silent log..
..the passenger..at least..the opportunity..

hard..hard..hard..
don't wanna
      
                think about it..

got thing's to do..places to go..

& i know

..cuess who am i..

     ....ur darkest secret..moment..
..the pass sais it all..

And..
    who doesnt have a secret..a waterfall..moment..
Sunshine isnt..rainbows isnt..

           ..only u are cabaple to handle
    all this fuss..but u dont..too Svärd
              of uself..

Ever wonder why..why theres no things u care anymore..where
      has it dissapeared..gone
for good..

   ..is it..

.. rainbows.. sunshine..
     ..fresh cup of coffee..

Mirror mirror on The wall..hows prettys of em all..

****!

..go away and then come back..
              ..what have you learn't..

       ..nothing..
                     ..or yourself..

something that's true to you and only you..
                          ..and the you give it away..

        ..light the fire..

                     ..off all..

..they seem to look but
they can' seemly see it..
  ..what they are lookin'..

may the days of our lives go up and down
like all ways..no shame on it..where divine..

the angel's in us struggle's against our humanity..

         ..and our wing's our not for hire..

..so
    ..hello my friend
the end's..

             ..i might be one of you
     but then again i might not..


                      ..pluto's not a planet no more..

..i am.. & you are an universe..

                    ..no hands to hold you..no borders..

                           ..if it's not
         ..it's not..

                               ..but you know..

       ..you know..

..notes from myself..
    ..don't get lost and
  lost yourself..

           ..where ever..

stop before you walk
        & vice versa..

      ..good got all ways bad
                in it..

my way off talkin'..walkin'

            ..worryin'

      ..& i did it my way..

..people look
     but don't see

          ..work is hard..what ever it is..so you don't see..
                      mock..mock..mock..
        ..the mocking bird..
              ..the perfect sound of yesterday..
                     ..now & tomorrow..

                                ..forever..

it's there for me..
                   ..all ways..

       ..to the satisfaction..
                   ..all ways..

..same illustration in every head..

..what goes around will
someday
                    splat on
               to your face..
          ..like a naked

          comedy..
            
                               ..private invite to meet the GOD..

                     ..everyone's beautiful..more and
                               more..then again more..

so what's the difference..why only 2-7% of our capacity..

                   were not just an..
                               ..optical cliche..we're divine..

souls of infinity..change..
              
                                  ..and change..

we're divine..more or less..

                          ..it's still all ways stupid mess..
                                       ..yes..don't guess..

,,add a poem
   then go back to home

          where's  your poem

     word's are easy..but how u but them together
                   to ramble each other..

     ..there's the beauty..there's
  
                             the poem

                your life.

..again then again..
    ..it goes trough me..
  ..got hold on me..steady me..
  
it's somewhere meanwhile i seek something else..
     ..but still
                again and again it hounds me..keeping me
                     alive..and balanced..

it's good and it's bad..

       ..there's the silver line of making yourself

               yourself..

I just misted it
The one language
That i can really
Follow

..i'm a title of
                offline..

   ..made from surface..glitter..and *******

   history is not 100% real..there are worms inside..

i'm same as you..and you don't know it..
                   ..shame..shame..shame
             on us..

**** hopilus..

..write yourhead
             whit the hair or not
bald or not..'
                 ..your head..
..your universe..
                ..no limits like'poetry'..

         ..not sorry..**** poetry..

..today
              not today
     is
       like yesterday
  or
           tomorrow..

or what ever was in the past or will be in the future..

..human race..

..plague..virus..pandemic..

vultures from dying need

become to victims of no seed

so..
        go on
             and tell all of
                      left and right..

write a song
   see
            does it
work..

and then
go
and
**** yourself..

..hope is a word and heart of streets..

                     ..no one can escape it..

..and that's just good..

..boredom..like freedom..
         ..it singing & it sighs..
                  ..loudly
only the typical optic false
                    ..case
                 ..so long
                        
                 ..i'm up 4
                          the challenge..
    
..i'm just a box..
             ..no road to lose..

           ..only the one i see..

..born to a title..
        ..infinity..
  boredom & a name..

          ..so praise wine..tobacco..
  & everything else what's our's
                         under this blue sky of us..

makin' makes takin'..
        ..so where the show unless inside there..

..and still strange to be along..

                    ..still..?

..do the right thing for twenty times..

               ..do the right thing..




and ask urself..have you done enough..

..i miss you all ready..
          ..even that your not gone..

there's just you that makes me naked..
                 ..& i love it..i grave it..

you are..you..
           ..are..
you..

and i miss you all ways..
    ..even when you are around..
           ..there..and there..
          
               ..nothing makes me to stay here more..

..but there..

     ..are there's even a reason for this..
                       ..reason..

             ..yep..

..i miss you all ready..

..just get away..away
            ..away..

..nobody's u..hold ur ground..

never forget
                 ..who u are..

             ..something 2 thing about..

..go and do u..

   ..critical Jack..

..this was new..
    ..and you know it..
        
maybe it was a dream..
              ..or a ***..

..yeah..

            ..you are the dream..

             ..night after sky..

..again..
  ..no reflection..
      
..no relief..
        ..go away..don't speak..

..no words for you..

                ..so go further,,go behind the death..

  ..go elsewhere but yourself..
                   ..your done..


                                              ..and *******..

..i'm still broken even if i'm
            awake..

i understand the symbols of dreaming..
       .. 'cos usually when i am all most dead..

broken is just a little word to describe
          the sorrow that i try to but in word's

normal it isn't ..
               ..but..

                  ..  still i can hear you..
         ..so..

           ..thank you..

..forget..forget..
     ..forget

& then try to remember
why you do the thing's that you do
& everything
           between..

after & before are all most the same thing
when you look in the mirror
thinking..
          ..what wen't wrong..

what have you missed..remembered..and
              again missed..

& what's so special about that..


                          ..or you..

stay..just stay to be where you are..
              ..if you wan't to..

        ..all ways..
                  .. your choice to be misguided..disgusted..
           ..morality's slave..
                               ..tears don't make you cry..

            ..home is where your hat lies..
                           & your hear & soul..

             ..there's your tear's..
                                & fears..

broken ways makes the perfect way

                          ..so stay..still..listen..

where the tears go by..

..i loath and adore
         myself..

        ..but i have the problem to find the balance..

to it all that wrong and right with me..
        ..because it's the same as the lost world
                   that we live in..

  ..so is that fair..
         ..is anything..

fair the way YOU would liked it to be..

                           ..no..
     ..no..                    ..no

                      NO!

..where are the word's
                    of the
               gone one's..

       ..where are the whisper off angel wings..

                    ..where are where..

       ..do u know..

                       ..gone one..