Proverbs 23:7

Come here, close, but please be kind

As I let you tiptoe through my mind

I’ll show you all the things I hide

In places that you’d never find

These shelves aren’t empty

Stocked with care

They hold my burdens

Weight I bear

Hidden hallways, secret doors

This palace has so many floors

Thoughts live life locked up in here

Some, I wish, would disappear

I care not for what others say

For at the end of every day

This mirror is all that I need

To know who’s looking back at me

Sleep with solace, every night

Knowing for what things you fight

It’s writ in Proverbs, twenty three

As man thinks, so is he

Vanity

Fame is not what it once was

It did not do what it now does

The days of old are gone at last

For that which was has long since passed

Those who seek its key and door

Do not know what they’re fighting for

Expecting glee, they rush inside

And loneliness is all they find

They dream of being on a stage

But empty inkwells pen no page

An audience can not do good

If there’s no message understood

Long ago, we fought for pride

Yet now we all know, deep inside

That those who chase for naught but me

Seek nothing more than vanity

Work in Progress

Someone told me “Find a wife and settle down”

I looked at them and said “Okay, why don’t we talk and break this down”

They cleared their throat and said “Ahem. Here is the righteous path of man”

I cleared my own and said “Hold on. What if I’m not like all all of them?”

They scratched their head and said instead, “But this is how we all do things”

I looked at them and, with a grin, said “We also used to bow to Kings”

I told them that the way things were are not the way that things are now

I told them that some people need to do things before settling down

Just because a person doesn’t have a kid or a big house

Does not mean that the person is a lessor one without a spouse

Sometimes people really want to do things they’re remembered for

That doesn’t make them magically some kind of monster to abhor

So cool it with “You’re single man, what on earth is wrong with you?”

Because it’s so annoying when you’re judgement gets the best of you

Understand that people are dynamic and don’t fit a mold

‘Cause if you don’t so help me God, I’ll smack you as my beer, they hold

Sinless Stone

All these people, all these poses

Looking through a lens of roses

Spinning, swirling, they’re all dancing

It’s their minds they are romancing

We all go out, play the game

At night we know we’re all the same

Doing things we say we don’t

And then pretend and say we won’t

Yet you and I both know the truth

So step in my confession booth

Tell me things you want to say

That might make your guilt go away

Tell me what things that you hold

Deep inside your lonely soul

Then I’ll tell you all of mine

As we both see we’re the same kind

That there’s nothing we should fear

And guards should vanish; disappear

For all who live will commit sin

It’s how things work, this world were in

Next time a finger points at you

I say, this is what you should do

Get them in a room, alone

And show them this here Sinless Stone

The Most Important Thing I’ve Ever Written

Something’s happening, and a lot of people aren’t realizing it. They can feel it, sure; but they aren’t quite able to put their finger on the sensation that they’re experiencing. So let me try to do it for you. I’m going to describe the phenomenon to which I refer in one, concise, statement:

Your consciousness is becoming one with everyone else’s.

I know. Sounds crazy, dunnit? But if you truly absorb what I’m attempting to articulate at the moment, you will realize that I’m being deadly serious. So before you dismiss this as the random bantering of a metaphorical space cadet, please allow me to explain.

Much of what I’m about to tell you is going to sound absurd. That word is emboldened to try and illustrate the fact that just because something sounds crazy to you – doesn’t mean it’s crazy. Because again, I’m fully aware that this will, at first glance, sound nuts. So we need to acknowledge that before we get into this. That way, hopefully you’ll (paradoxically) see that since I understand that, you’ll have an easier time empathizing and realizing that what I am saying is not, in fact, absurd.

Basically, if I’m normal enough to acknowledge how bizarre this is going to sound…then surely I must be grounded enough to deserve at least a small handful of sane credibility.

Phew.

Back to the topic at hand. The first thing I want to address can be summarized by a simple question.

Who are you?

A mundane, rudimentary query, I know. But seriously…think about it. Who are you? What does it mean for you to be reading these very words right now; to have the ability to discern what thoughts, ideas, and concepts are going through my mind at this very moment? In other words…

What does it mean to exist?

Well, I’ve put a lot of thought into that question. A hell of a lot more than most people probably do, if I may say so myself. And to be frank, the only answer I find myself able to come up with is that I have absolutely no clue, whatsoever, what it means to exist – but I’ll be damned if that doesn’t stop me from trying to figure it out.

Which brings me back, again, to my point.

Considering the fact that I’ve begun this process by acknowledging the possibility that I’m nothing more than a speculative ignoramus, I can come to only one conclusion to that question. And it’s quite simple.

We are our thoughts.

What do I mean by that (sorry if that was anti-climatic)? Well, I’m glad you asked, because I’m going to try my best to elaborate. You see, humans (and the human conditions which afflict us all) are enormously complex vessels. We’re born, naturally, with a kagillion unique characteristics that enable us to self-identify. That is to say, we’re all special (not rolling my eyes, I promise). This is a point with which I doubt anyone will take issue. We’re all unique, are we not?

And yet, if you really sit down and think about it…we’re all the same. We all go through good times, hard times, embarrassing times, and proud times, no? Truthfully, the only things separating any of us from each other are the exclusive-to-our-own-plight-in-life situations, which to be perfectly frank, we all have to deal with. Considering that, they really shouldn’t matter in terms of validating ourselves to other people (since that’s what we want, right?)

Ahem.

So, back to the point (for the third time now, I think? I’m not keeping score, I’m sorry). If we are to examine, closely, the things I’ve mentioned in this wall of words above, it shouldn’t take very long to discern the fact that everyone, ever, has shit going on in their lives with which other people can (with an almost eerie sense of congruence) relate. It could be money problems, career problems, familial/marital problems, the-neighbors-dog-shat-on-my-recent-and-meticulously-manicured-lawn problems…you get the point.

We’re all going through shit.

And that’s just it. I’m fairly certain that all of you reading this has recognized, in one way or the other, that literally everyone on the planet has an imperfect life. And we’re beginning to wake up to that coffee-smelling fact. It doesn’t matter what walk of life you find yourself tiptoeing over…there will always be actual millions of people who are sharing your exact same struggles. The challenge is simply to find them, and to be open enough with each other that you both mutually understand that by judging someone based upon the transgressions, misguidances, and otherwise misfortunes of a person’s past is the quickest ticket to a life of loneliness & obscurity ever.

And that’s exactly what I mean when I say our consciences is slowly becoming one. We’re beginning to understand and empathize with each other, because we’re seeing all of these things people have been going through via social media and the internet. The ability to share thoughts and ideas en masse, like we can now, is without a doubt the most game-changing component of societal congruence the Earth has ever seen.

So allow me to share a toast to the human condition, and everything else that we’re fortunate enough to experience together in this once-in-a-billion-years era of time.

Because without a lot of you guys…I’d still be thinking I’m alone in the world.

The Saint of Augustine

The Saint of Augustine

I don’t care if people like me or if people think I’m wise

Writing is the only place that I can go without disguise

The ink that my quill writes with are the tears that pour down from my eyes

I pulled it’s feather from my wing because the other’s feather lies

Searching for a solace that’s serene is something that I seek

And I will fly and paint the sky until I find the things I speak

Unknown doorways open up revealing all that is unique

I soar through all the stars at night in wonder and such grand mystique

Home is here inside this world of words and all the things between

I once was lost but now am found by things I never thought I’d mean

Pen and pad are wed tonight under the Saint of Augustine

Kings are rarely righteous rulers when they’re left without a Queen

My Little Dog

My little dog, he follows you

He mimics all the things we do

He wonders why there’s things out there

Why he has nothing to compare

He watches fights at the dog park

He hears the hounds all howl and bark

He asks them why they disagree

They look at him, then look at me

They do not answer what he asks

Instead, they they show him all the tasks

All the things they’re told to do

As if they’re angry, because of you

They tell him that they do not want

To write their stories in one font

They want to live the life they see

The one that they create, decree

And as my little dog lays down

He says what things today, he found

“From all of the things that I see

I’m thankful that we live life free”

My Plea

All these thoughts that hide inside are more than just things in our mind, they’re things that we all can confide and they deserve to be defined.

Living in this world we’ve clayed has made us rotten, so decayed, that no one seems to know the answer to “how is a smile made?”

Nothing matters anymore, besides our ego and our score, the tally that makes up each time we prove ourself right as we climb. Climbing up to heights that give, nothing more than ways to live, ways that dictate what is right no matter what the others might. No matter for what others think, and if you get the point I ink, you’ll see that what I try to say is that there has to come a day. A day when people can repent from all the judgement that they’ve sent, a day when people understand that this is my land, and your land.

Nothing comes of sticks and stones, and as they play the Game of Thrones, the masses sit and suffer them, and cater to their every whim. The time has come to take the helm, to change how we control this realm, the time has come to give things back to those who foster what they lack. Kindness, love, empathy. This is what makes you and me. These are things we all must taste, for if we don’t, it’s all a waste. Waste of life and energy, I whisper “Between you and me, everything, it must be changed – our structure must be rearranged.”

Life was not meant to be hard, and if you’d just lower your guard, you’d realize that this world is ours, to shape as we shoot for the stars.

Stars are what we need at night. I’m sorry, but I know I’m right. If we would just let go of hate…imagine what we could create.

Peeping, Pulling

Peep. Pull. Tell me I should try to start writing songs

They say that I could make money writing all these wrongs

I don’t really think that anybody seems to understand

I don’t do this to make money, I do it for the things I stand

Nothing that I’ve done has been done to make dime or dollar piece

Nothing that I’ve done has been done to be more than my release

Every word I write at night is written to alleviate

The pain I feel, it’s how I heal, I don’t care if you think it’s great

Or if you think it’s anything that you would buy and start to read

Because there’s not a lot in life that I can say I truly need

Give me someone I can trust and share all of my secrets with

Who won’t just sit there judge and make me wish that I’dev pled the fifth

Make it simple, make it right

And when we all lay down at night

It matters not what we have read

For that which matters, shares our bed

Take tonight; appreciate

Make things right and shed the hate

Love, it’s there to hold onto

Let go the world, as it guides you

Memories

A challenge, it should not be to

Find someone to see things through

Sharing life with only one

For that’s what all the wolves have done

Till death we part, they howl and cheer

With a new litter every year

The alpha finds his alpha mate

To spend his life and share his fate

What forces make it hard for us

To find the one we know we trust?

Is it so easier to say

I’m human, sorry, ‘tis our way?

Why was this harsh life crafted so?

Where people come, and people go

Where we fall victim to false pride

For I know, you know, deep inside

Naught is guaranteed in life

And if a man should find a wife

They should love with heart and soul

For we all know life takes a toll

This journeys not an easy one

And when it is all said and done

There’s only one thing our soul sees

Our shared, and cherished, memories

Politicians: Analyzing Who They Really Are

First of all, let’s all acknowledge the one thing I KNOW on which we can all agree: our nation’s “leaders” are acting more childish as of late than a class of second graders trying to decide who gets to pick first for their P.E. class’s dodgeball tournament.

That is to say…they’re embarrassing us.

For the longest time, I’ve been trying my absolute damnedest to discern who the hell actually cares about any of us, and who’s just in it because they obsess over ego, control, and attention. Because by now, I’m pretty sure we all get it; the vast majority of “public servants” gravitate toward the field merely due to the fact that their fundamental character traits drive them to seek out such things. I mean let’s be real here…if any of these embarrassments to humanity were sincere and honest about their desire to help people, they’d be more focused on actually bringing us together rather than incessantly berating everyone who disagrees with them.

So I thought about that for awhile. I wanted to try and figure out who really is doing this for the right reasons. More than anything, I wanted to find a tangible, observable reason that helps me believe that a person actually means what they say.

At first, I was like “well that’s an enormously stupid idea, considering the fact that the entire game is to make sure everything about you screams sincerity, which ironically is one of the least sincere approaches to all of this since it’s just a facade (which is the antithesis of sincerity), but I digress. Point is, I wanted to try and come up with a way to tell who’s who.

So after making many trips to my mind palace in search of this theoretical metric of not-full-of-shittedness, I finally came upon an idea. An idea, at least to me, that could somewhat accurately make such a distinction.

To make a long story short, I decided that I would dig deep into these folks’ online rhetoric. Because if you read the subtext and actually try to peel back all the layers of human interaction, you’ll find that it’s actually quite easy to discern whether or not someone means the things they say, or if they’re just saying what they think will make them sound more appealing.

Basically what I’m saying is that this helped me gauge whether a person is driven by genuine conviction (which is good), or their own self-aggrandizing ego. The rules are simple: listen to how they speak to and address other human beings.

Really, that’s all there is to it.

You see, at the end of the day, we should want our representatives to embody all that is good in us, right? Which, of course, means that our “leaders” should be spending their time relentlessly trying to find a common ground, rather than berating the other side for fostering beliefs that conflict with their own. That’s the whole point, is it not? Of government, I mean. We didn’t just magically come up with the concept of a single entity to dictate proper behavior out of nowhere, right? Of course we didn’t. So if the masses are expected to honor this contract we created so long ago (and btw I would love to know who originally came up with the idea so I could punch them in the face, but w/e), shouldn’t they be acting the way we elect/tell them to act?

Anyway, back to the point. Basically, I realized that learning who a person really is can be somewhat accomplished by their dialogue with people. And the formula is wonderfully simple: if they speak to people disrespectfully, condescendingly, or in an otherwise smug fashion, they’re more than likely the bad type I aforementioned. Because a smart, sincere person would realize that no benefit, at all, comes out of treating people like crap. Literally the only thing it accomplishes is the satisfaction of one’s ego.

So let’s look at some examples, shall we? Here are some honest-to-god, objective opinions I’ve formulated based solely on their social media habits (sorry, but if we aren’t able to know them personally, that’s pretty much all we got in terms of material we can use to position our perspectives of them).

Let’s start with Trump, because duh.

Look at that first sentence. The “incompetent mayor”. Now ask yourself…was it really necessary to belittle him in such a way? How, exactly, does that type of statement serve to unify people? A point, by the way, we need to all grasp:

Leadership, by definition, is about bringing people together – not separating them apart.

And that’s exactly what that pointless jab in the ribs does. It splits people apart, because now, anyone who might support the mayor is now being alienated by a completely useless insult.

Let’s move on.

Oh yeah. You knew she was coming, I know. So let’s apply the same logic here.

“Try to keep up.”

Um…okay? Let’s give her the benefit of the doubt. Let’s say her main point was a solid one. Now tell me, what good does it do to add that little wrenching fingernail at the end? Don’t answer that, because I’ll tell you: none. The answer is none. No good at all comes from such an obnoxious, inflammatory remark. And this girl’s feed is loaded with these types of examples. To be totally honest, she’s kind of an asshole if you look at things objectively (which you should always do).

For the sake of brevity, I’ll just do one more. And believe me, this is one of those “practice what you preach” moments, because I personally get annoyed af by this chick. But, as I said, we must remain objective if we are to be fair.

I thumbed through her Twitter pretty hard, and to be totally honest, the overwhelming majority of her posts were catered toward actual policy and her own convictions. So as much as I’m sure plenty of people will disagree, my unbiased opinion is that she really does want to do the right things. Sure, we might disagree with her as to what those things are, but imo she isn’t as married to her ego as the other two dunces I mentioned are.

So that’s basically it. I know this will likely seem stupid to many of you, but I really do think that you can learn a lot about someone based off their online interactions. You just have to make yourself aware of the message behind the message and see who actually respects humankind.

Above all, please put an effort into using your best judgment. Don’t just listen to what you’re told to believe.

Driven

I sit down and I think it through

I’m driven to do what I do

To share, to say, to try to mold

A future I, alone, can hold

As nothing’s guaranteed in life

Except for it’s incessant strife

And if they ask who will I be

I tell them, read my poetry

‘Cause each and every line I write

Will tell you who I am at night

When masks removed and the day ends

You’ll know if we are really friends

Or if it’s just convenience sake

We all do it, the up we make

Donning eyes that are not ours

Trying to stand out like stars

But we can’t all be shooting now

Constellations won’t allow

Horoscopes made overnight

Or victory without a fight

All that is was somehow earned

And if it wasn’t, don’t be concerned

For you control which path you take

This journeys naught, but what you make

Pens & Swords

Words, they say, aren’t sharp as swords

They cannot pierce, or strike the chords

Tonight, I pray, these words I’ve brought

Will do such things that swords cannot

Fights are fought for faith, and pride

When we should stop instead, confide

Admit that when all’s said and done

What’s known of life, amounts to none

We all are lost, each one of us

Not one of us knows who to trust

Do not believe the ones who do

The ones who say their words are true

Falsities have guided us

Into halls of hate, and lust

Idols aren’t only unjust

Our issues lie within, in us

Save your soul, save it tonight

Save the things for which we fight

Love, and life, this is our all

The things for which we rise, and fall

Patience

I know there’s one, one sad soul out there

Waiting wishing, somebody, somewhere

Who cares for all the things of which I care

The answer to my one, my only prayer

Deepest love is hidden in a vulnerable and lonely place

It hides behind the things we all ignore and do not want to face

Common knowledge says it’s so, we humans are a fickle race

It makes me want to hide my heart, lock it up, just in case

I hate that it has come to this

That ignorance is somehow bliss

Ask anyone, before you kiss

Are you just one more on the list

When did we lose all our trust?

When did dawn turn into dusk?

When did love abandon us?

We need to pause and think – we must

That which we concern ourselves

Is found on vanity’s bookshelves

If only we’d prioritize

The world would change before our eyes

I know there’s one, one sad soul out there

Waiting wishing, somebody, somewhere

Carrying the same burdens that I bear

I’ll find you one day, and love the life we share

Who Am I?

Do not break rhythm, just to rhyme

To replicate the pantomime

Do not spend life trying to climb

A ladder that’s a waste of time

Seize the day, right at its dawn

Do not exist as someone’s pawn

For ’tis not what you’re meant to be

So live your life, and live it free

Lay the pavement, craft your path

Worry not for aftermath

For it will never worry you

This may be harsh, but it is true

Worlds are large, worlds are great

And we should all appreciate

That nothings given, nothings owed

We only reap what things are sewed

Be who you would always dream

Create your motif, and your theme

Everything is up to you

You are defined by what you do

The Song of Greed

Once upon a time before the universe existed

There lived someone who thought and said “well maybe I should twist it”

Lo behold, the worlds were born because He was assisted

By those He made to fill the realm, the humans He enlisted

He started simple, started quick, for there was so much work to do

It was decided to give humans all the tools to think things through

He gave them family, gave them love, for that was all he thought they’d need

But little did he know that humans sing one song: The Song of Greed

It did not matter what He gave, these creatures always cried for more

He tried to hide inside his keep but those He made knocked down the door

Rushing in they cried out “Sin! You know what we are looking for”

Let us explain, it isn’t rain, it’s the entire storm’s downpour

Hearing this He hung his head, closed his eyes to contemplate

How right before his very eyes they made His love disintegrate

And so it goes, everyone knows, we want more than what’s on our plate

How do I wish one day we’ll find a way to just appreciate

Baxident

I told him to sit down and wait, so I could get my shoestrings tied

I told him it would be one moment until I let him outside

As I look back what does he do? Decides to be a bad, bad dog

I know I raised no lumberjack, but still he drops a big ‘ole log

What part of “wait I’ll be right there” did your dog brain not understand?

Do you really think I want to pick this piece of poop up with my hand?

It isn’t funny, it’s really not, the warmth felt through the paper towel

It should be you that cleans this poo but you sit just there, bark and howl

Don’t look at me like you don’t know exactly what mistake you made

I swear if you were in dog school you wouldn’t pass damn dog first grade

So listen up you bratty pup, if you still want the snacks I sent

You better clean your act right up, and make this your last accident

The Lonely Dove

Look at the sky, that lonely dove

It carries thoughts I’m thinking of

A tied up message on its wings

Aware not of the pain it brings

Delivers truths that cannot hide

No matter how it feels inside

And though dismays the song it sings

It does not know what scroll it brings

There are things we all must face

They do not care for time, or place

No cause, concern, for things we say

For truth will always find its way

Sadly, what we want in life

Be it husband, be it wife

Alludes our grandest wants within

And if we chase them, we must sin

Love, it can intoxicate

Introduce your true soulmate

So sad it is to fit the norm

And be conditioned to conform

Why don’t we embrace the wait?

What once was good could now be great

Why do we let this life become?

Why do we make our feelings numb?

I gaze again, that little dove

It carries thoughts of life, and love

Fly away, my feathered friend

I’m here with you, until the end

Grayest of Blue Skies

Such lonely clouds, these thoughts of love

If capable, I’m even of

At night I lay down, just to think

My sad, sore eyes, they rarely blink

I wonder if it could be me

Or if I’m just melancholy

I wonder if there’s one out there

Whose minds like mine, and too aware

Too conditioned to the hate

And all the things we tolerate

Yet things that tame monsters of men

I know I want, but don’t know when

Parted it is, this cobbled road

I can’t decide which way to go

The burdens that all lie within

They are my all, my everything

My masts are pain; my tears, the wind

And even though I know I’ve sinned

They set and move me forward, so

This helm I hold, I’ll ne’er let go

I want to be at ease, again

Forget the places that I’ve been

I want my thoughts to go away

And rejoin me another day

I miss the life I knew before

That hides behind my younger door

I miss the times when all I knew

Was happiness, and things I’d do

I want to start it all again

I want to meet my lifelong friend

I want to do the things that I

Would dream when looking at night’s sky

Watching stars all dance around

With the one I fine’ly found

I long for such a deep embrace

I care not for the time, or place

The clouds above, they start to gray

And hide the things I want to say

Their darkness fogs what things might be

And dims the light that’d set me free

It’s Up to Us

I can’t explain the pain I feel

I can’t explain the hurt He deals

I can’t explain why sad has come

I can’t explain what He has done

So sorely do I wish to know

Are we just threads that He can sew?

Are we just pieces on a board?

Are we unnoticed to our Lord?

I lay as tears fall from my face

I long so badly for a place

Where we could live, without concern

For who knows who, how much you earn

I long for that one truthful day

When hatred’s told to go away

Where peace and love are all we need

Where kindness reigns, instead of greed

‘Tis woe to fall upon deaf ears

But when we look at all our years

We’ve never taken all the good

And celebrated, as we should

This is our chance, please say it’s so

Please tell me that you’ve let it go

That you, at last, can see the sign

And that these views? They all align

Love all others, even when

They find a reason to condemn

Please, stop the fighting, stop the fright

And change the world for good, tonight