A big funny joke it is
That we are saying the same thing but cannot hear it
Confusing… I know…
I am your friend, I promise.
Tag: poem
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A Place and the Universe
My eyes, my eyes, the things you see.
Attention’s unknown pull is the message.
When unrestrained, it is received.
Constant conversation.
Sometimes the universe needs to give it a rest.
Sometimes I just want to be in a place.
The universe is great, but a place is too.
The universe gives me a place.
Thank you for a place.
Thank you for the universe.
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Disagreeing with the Lizard King
Breaking through the atmosphere and learning how to breathe.
In the celestial land of lostness, I have been found.
And at a moment like this, I wonder… How high does the elevator go?
It shakes my foundations, it shakes my core, and I implode on myself.
In the Land of Lollipops there are even sharper and more hurtful swords!
To forget Hate is one thing, but to learn to Love Hate is another.
The ugliness in beauty and the beauty in ugliness.
The same lessons over and over but from a different perspective.
Heaven is another Hell! Heaven is another Hell!
The Devil knows how much he loves the Hell.
The Enemy is once again the Ally, but I think he will turn again on a later day.
I think? I think? I think? Yes, here you are again!
Jim said he preferred a Feast of Friends to the giant family.
I understand the American Poet, The Lizard King, Mr. Mojo Risin’.
But I might go all the way… I might try to go all the way… I do not know.
I cannot know.
Fear.
Ah, hello, fear!
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Where Joy and Sadness Meet
A place where joy and sadness meet,
A place where God and the Devil greet.
A cave that is filled with mirrors of fear,
Where the soul sleeps with a forgotten tear.
The undivided one is waiting there,
A being beyond what is ugly or fair.
It is the oldest riddle of all time,
Left unseen breeds hateful rhyme.
Search and search and don’t stop until you find,
Somewhere on Earth and somewhere in the mind.