Cold Darkness

First Poems
Cold darkness…

So deep and sharp,

So silent and still.


Water dropping,

So… slow…

Such maddening sound

From elusive ceilings.




Pierced by a glow

As a hero’s victorious sword,

Light swallowed the black abyss.

Mist flies above,

As Universal particles,

Concentrated in a point of


In the middle of fight

Where suns and moons

Revolve around…

Damp moss surrounds my sole,

As I pace,

Gracefully in vibrating lull.

And glanced have I,

In the abysmal water,

And seen a miracle around me:

It’s her,

Her majesty,


In her richness of tones and shades,

Dancing in the mirror of truth,

The reflection of soul and thoughts.

Then standing behind such glory,

I couldn’t see but her,

Her dazzle of life,

And MAN to worthless has succumbed,

An error,

Not fitting in this splendor.
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Behind My Mask


There is only one guy

That has ever seen

Behind my mask


No one else ever could

Handle the truth of me

That’s why I never

Removed the mask


But one guy has and

He has always stayed

Where everyone else

Would see just a glimpse

And take off, never to return


This guy has strength

And determination, too

And the will to deal

With me no matter how

Upset, angry, depressed, pissed off

I can be, your still here


So I will stay with you

For a while, until you

Give me reason to change it



Written on


June 14, 2013

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This is about another guy that couldnt handle what was behind my mask.

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The Thing About That Word


The thing about truth is that it points out 

some wrongdoing on the part of us all, 

and our social values tend to be primitive in nature

whereby we choose human sacrifice

in the same way ancient civilizations

burned people at the stake and crucified them

for even suggesting such a thing, as if for us all

to bear the weight of life's burdens together

is an absurdity.

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Ha Ha Ha

Ha ha ha Hee Hee Hee

I can’t believe you actually thought you really knew me

You only know what I allowed you to see



Ha ha ha  Hee Hee Hee

You are so funny

How could you possibly believe you know it all honey



I am a cancer, hiding the true me is my speciality





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And 10,000 Miles Left in Question

Gone and running in an irreversible tension
And 10,000 miles left in question
Of ideas we just forget to mention

And the thoughts are left in the dark and disappear
and in comes walking, the unavoidable fear
A unknown direction, a road we somehow got sucked in to steer

Trying to take calm within the unpredictable shadows
Take control of your senses and dodge your arrows
and forget all of the anxiousness that somehow follows

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I was on the bus and the beginning part just clicked in my head,

The rest I came up within a few minutes.

Monsters In The Dark

Now listen to what I have to say

For the wicked hide in the shadows of this day


You know nothing of what is of me

You may know the color of my eyes

But not of what they are capable to see


Now here, I've warned this upon you

For not every smile is ever true


Everything is not set in stone

You may say there is an answer

When nothing is completely known


Close your eyes, please understand

That what you may rely on is a blood-thirsty hand


Unknown of what they truly are

Watch think before you turn and talk

Someone so close to you can be so far


So remember before you go on and say

"But why would anyone do this to me anyway?"


Human nature can be full of evil and greed

Unwatched, A monster born within the shadows, full only of self pleasure and need.

a bit on truth and justice.

What does justice mean to you?  How do you choose to face your truth?

     It is believed by many that the world we live in is a fabrication created by our conditioning.  The things we love, hate, cherish, and despise are not really what we love, hate, cherish or despise, but what those who have taught us is 'right' for us.  Most of us  grow into adults believing that we are a human being to be identified with a name assigned to us by our parents, and that our lives have purpose within our small family unit that we were born into.  Some of us play out that 'role' our parents carefully plotted for us, and some of us sense there is a much larger role that is connected to a much larger family with the surname 'humanity', and we follow our calling in life as we arrive at its understanding, step by step.  Whatever road we choose, our parents, teachers and elders will have a magnificent impact on how we view the world, and how we connect with other human beings.  This will affect our evolution as a species, and as a soul, if one believes in such a thing.  For those of us who do, how we define what is 'right' for us, what is 'wrong' for us, and what words like loyalty, honesty, forbearance, knowledge, integrity, and justice mean will depend largely upon our ability to understand the meaning of truth, and it's morphology associated with the learning of new facts that enter the thought processes and subsequently have a grand affect on how we judge situations and the world at large.  Each individual is unique in his/her own right and each learns and sees their truth uniquely as well.  Each has his/her own individual perspective of an event and no two can possibly be exactly alike (or so it has been said...often).  So what then is truth? If truth changes with all that changes surrounding the truth, then how is possible to judge at all? Why even do so?  Doesn't it seem like an enormous waste of energy? 


     Putting that all aside, it would seem that something such as 'justice' might be even more of an avalanche of drama and chaos, and as we can clearly see by our observation of the world around us, the legal system, and the business of imprisonment, it most certainly is just that.  I personally have seen enough to be inspired to help with this webpage in an attempt to help open the eyes of anyone who cares enough to face the reality of what we have all contributed to, and hopefully feel the passion to improve on a system that has become a cancer unto itself.   As it stands, I see the word 'justice' as a mere fabrication.  So as I write, I am compelled to create my own fabrication of justice, as I certainly feel enormously entitled to after having had witnessed some of the things that I have thus far into my earthly journey.  As I do, I invite you to ask yourself as well, "What is your own fabrication of justice?  If you had the power to change your own idea of justice to improve your own personal reality  what would you change?  How would you use the technology we now have to improve on a system that has swallowed itself whole?"  It has been said that our thoughts create our reality.  If you think that justice is something that happens in a court of law, or something that happens in a moment of vengeance, then I would implore you to think again as you read the following pages.  Please be aware of my intent to assist you in avoiding  to be a witness to some of the things myself and many others have been faced with in order to see that those things are only the tools used to create a sickness unto death, and mass suicide for us all eventually.  Our country is in self destruct mode and our system(s) is at the crux of the demise.

   I believe in being the change that you would like to see in the world.  I have changed my inner realm to mirror the justice I envision after learning the truth of our current system.  I have learned not to judge myself as being 'wrong' or 'right'.  I have relearned what it means to be a loving, self-nurturing human being.  I do not 'reward' myself, nor do I 'punish' myself, and I have found that in not doing so, have grown far beyond any assemblance of what my parents had plotted out in their well meaning fairytale of life for me as they dreamed it....and I am very happy with what I have arrived at withn myself.  This is a mere attempt at sharing that with others. 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Something I wrote for someone once a long time ago.  Hope you enjoy it.

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sorry, I just don't believe it



I never did understand 

"Oh, but I only lied because I didn't want your feelings to be hurt".


stop fooling yourself, please?


you lied. plain and simple.


you lied. look in the mirror.


you lied.


listen to what you are saying:

"I lied because I didn't want the truth to hurt you".


with friends like that, nobody needs any enemies.




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Lucid dreams

so deep, tripping through
a vault of echoes opened by you.
your love like fine wine
one sip so sweet
my lips could never compete.


an open road, a valley
a place to let it all seep in
warm like blood & tender as your skin
heart to heart syncing in.


eyes of the moon, tranquilized
swirling like valium
an ocean of consequence, I can barely swim.
which of us took the first dive in?
i'd drown in a thousand currents to stay here, by you
to hold the hand of hope
to gaze into the truth
walking alone on the path of dreams
where maybe in the end we'll meet..

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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