Yawning Stretching Waking Me

I’m alive
I scream into the sky
I’m alive
The night fills me with fire
I’m a light
No longer laying down
I’m a light
I’ve come to inspire
I am life
Of many hold the torch
I am life
Together voices choir
I am fire
This gift within I see
I am fire
Keeper of this empire
Remove the tape
I’ll not be bound
Flying again
I’ve left the ground
Brothers and sisters see my light
There will be no sleep tonight
We are awake
We are a wander
We will not again go under
This song in our hearts resounds
A peace that simply profounds
We took a nap
Where did we go?
Remembering what we all know
This gift of life
This gift of peace
This pain inside I now release
Perfectly as we are to be
Never forgetting we are free
A life
A love
A heart
I see
Yawning
Stretching
Waking
Me

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Fear, Familiarity, Religion

We tend to be scared of that with which we are unfamiliar. Things and people that and who appear different from those with which and whom we are familiar pose a threat for one simples reason – they are unpredictable. We may understand past events tend to dictate future ones. This may be why our justice system tends to come down so harshly on repeat offenders. One incident may be symptomatic of unusual circumstances in the perpetrator’s life. Once a trespass has been repeated, we may come to see this behavior as approaching normality. The individual’s pattern of illegal activity may prove as an indicator of potential to engage in future illegal activity. But the unfamiliar is trickier. The unfamiliar puts us in a place of uncertainty. We tend to lose control when we do not fully understand our surroundings. We become less likely to predict outcomes. According to psychologist John Mayer, Ph.D’s. Family Fit: Find Your Balance in Life, an estimated 11 percent of people living in the United States are afraid of the dark. Perhaps our tendency to fear foreigners and our tendency to fear the dark are closely related. It is the unknown that inspires fear. When we see the world as a callous place, we may view anyone who does not belong to our tribe as an enemy or at the very least a rival. But when we see past our continents of familial origin, the ways in which we speak, the colors of our skin, we may recognize we are all far more similar than we are different.
Here would be a good place to address a giant contradiction in many religious perspectives. Fear of the unknown may drive us to religion as most of us have never been dead and religion tends to offer an answer to the ultimate question – “Where do we go?”. As being enables us to hold our current perspectives, the absence of being may be difficult to understand. But a shared answer to this question helps to build a tribe. This tribe provides a sense of safety. If this many people agree with me, how can I be wrong? This tribalism is often promoted by a joint sense of fear. Ironically, many of these religions’ sacred text teach love over fear. But fear continues to motivate us to divide. We pick and choose parts of the sacred text that we prefer, while ignoring the parts that may inspire us to step out in faith and treat others as our brothers and sisters.
Letting love motivate our actions can be a scary experience as is requires us to make ourselves vulnerable. But fear will close us off to enjoying all life has to give us. This life is a gift. Please don’t squander it being afraid.

No Horse. No Flies

Work Sleep Repeat
Work Sleep Repeat
Are the slaves happy?
They’re happy enough
We need to stay them complacent
Celebrity gossip?
Are the slaves tired?
Yes, very
We need to keep them busy
A new Iphone?
Are the slaves broke?
Relatively, sir
Print more money
Work Sleep Repeat
Work Sleep Repeat
Are the slaves afarid?
Of each other. Yes sir!
We need to keep them divided
No horse. No flies today

Selfishly Dream Alive

Give me those chemicals
Make me your animal
A goat in uterine wall
We machines alive

You and me
Your words like knives
Holding hands
Trauma past wives
We sleep and dream
Of things to be
Bloody faces
You and me
Flared nostrils
Mumble stutter
Eat me alive
Sweat and shutter
Remove repeat
Rebar ringlets
Like a glove or
Something that fits
Foreign flesh
Busy hands
Mammal cub
Slowing sands
Sharpened teeth
Hold on to dreams
Eyes stay shut
Or so it seems
Ribs retract, bend and break
What we are given and what we take

Give me those chemicals
Make me your animal
A goat in uterine wall
Selfishly dream alive

When I Stop Trying to Control It

Either this world was made for me or I was made by for it
Perfectly in my place, so easy to forget
Creating pain to paint with contrast to bliss
Blurring memory of all miraculous
As we breathe, and sleep, and hope, and dream, and be
Wonderful wonder of life alive, and perfectly me
I was made for all that I have known or will know
Every obstacle is another chance to help love grow
We were made to experience this splendor all around
A closer look sees seeds sprouting life out of the ground
Beautiful miracles in every breath we’re whole
Warm atoms sends a vibration tingling in my soul
When I stop trying to control it and just let it be
I am well enough for you to get back in the swing of things here

Goodbye Love

Goodbye love
Goodbye love
Came to say Goodbye love
Goodbye
Just came to say goodbye love
Goodbye love

Most everyone here, I’ve met only once or twice. They loved her, but not like I do. On my knees, the wet grass is sure to stain my suit pants. The last time I wore this suit, was our wedding day. But I’m not thinking about the stains or our wedding. I’m focused on this gigantic hole in my heart, this empty, black space that was only so very recently filled. How can I go on without you? But to think of the future is not wise. Focus on the moment. Get through this. I’m not here. I’m disconnected. I can’t see straight. A steady stream of tears clouds my vision. It is cold today. You would’ve liked it. I squeeze bright green blades of grass between my fingers as I close my fist and I pull, collapsing onto my forearms. This, for some reason, reminds me of making love to you. I know I’ll never know that feeling again. The words of the song playing in my head are too real. I don’t want to say goodbye. I try to find the silver lining, some semireasonable twist as means to feeling okay. But all I can see in this moment is that emptiness in me. A kind pair of arms pulls me from the ground. Your mother’s face is red, her makeup running down her face. I’m reminded of your lipstick, how it never stayed in place for long. It was just as well. I couldn’t really kiss you when you were wearing it anyway. Oh, kissing you. It hurts so much just to imagine touching those lips with mine. Part of me still expects to go home and find you there waiting for me. But I haven’t been home in days. I don’t know if I can still call it home. It’s just an apartment without you. Goodbye love. Goodbye love. I just came to say goodbye love. Goodbye. You were, you are so perfect for me, my other half. I will find you again. Au revoir. Goodbye until we meet again.

Phoenix

When she looks back, she sees stale dreams caught in the rearview
Never the life she wanted
So hurt now, everyone is suspect
I hate you, Please don’t leave
She thinks I’m angry because she is
She begs for stability and then tears it apart
Please don’t ask me to forgive you
Because you know I will
So easy to leave the Band-Aid stuck
And watch infection spread
You know you are inside of me
And I know healing will hurt
Is it better to speak or die?
To let a dream or myself cease
I’ve said it’s not living if it’s not with you
But this is killing me too
Playing with fire I thought was mine
But we can’t keep a phoenix caged
For the love of Magnolia and for the love of Pi
I hope I find the strength to send this bird back into the air

Metsaema

I’ve lived here all my life
You make it feel like home
Who knew she held my wife
A pairing chromozone
Knew names for these colors
But never understood
Life of the light within
Open eyes feel so good
The mundane seems so new
A child’s iris sees
She will give me pupils
A magnolia tree
Your pain
Your ecstasy
I take it all into me
Your love
Your insecurity
I will not let you fall
Metsaema
Now you can sing off key
That voice could do no wrong
It sounds lovely to me
We’re painting our own song
The sky is of interest
Now because we can fly
Wings borrowed from angels
I’ve never felt this high
Passing over structures
I’ve known since I was nine
Looking down, my home town
Until now was not mine
Your pain
Your ecstasy
I take it all into me
Your love
Your insecurity
I will not let you fall
Your fear
Your bravery
Are now all a part of me
Complete
Now finally
In you, I found it all
Metsaema

Orange

I see you in vivid color
Physical sensations transcend the body
Deep into your eyes, orange, and green
Grey and blue like a sea at night
And I light up like a supernova
Swimming in the you that sleeps beneath this skin
A fire inside, aching to be known
Hear me now
I’ve always known you
I finally see you
More beautiful than I could’ve guessed
More elaborate than I could hope to deserve
Where dimensions lose relevance, I find my other half