To seek the truth of reality – I chose to let my mind flee
To envelop such knowledge – I fly to another frame
As the time slips through the sands – I begin to laugh
Another time – from a different fabric of my mind
Another place – like a still photo from a dream.

My mind begins to focus – on a kaleidoscope world
Where colors blend and contrast into monumental shapes and designs
Where light is refracted from the center of the edge
And where sounds echo from Alpha to Omega.

Only then do I realize my inner being.

But is this the truth I seek – as I slide deeper into the hour glass.
The world becomes even more distorted as I become more philosophic
As airplanes stop in the middle of a trip
And candles burn faster than a speeding bullet
Which by the way just exploded into political debate
Infants die before they are old enough to cry
As disease spreads rampant through the sheets – a child is sold

This isn’t the world I seek – now I lay my mind to sleep
A dreamscape of the past psychedelic world
Where the masters of Lucy with the Sky of Diamonds made love not war

Uh Oh. Half a day is gone
My mind is becoming weary and old
It won’t be long until I may sleep with the night and fade yet
another day.

If you should ever want to succeed
You must leave your teacher
And improvise.

Upon the beach, the waves had come to meet.
Through the clouds, the mourning sun hit the dock.
There, I sat upon the towering rocks.
I, then, stood up to climb a few more feet.

And as I climbed, my hands began to slip.
Something began to drip upon my hair,
I was shocked: Why did blood drip from up there?
Ahead was the top, there was one last grip.

All I could see at the top of the hill
Was a rotting corpse, there in front of me.
I dared not to move, for fear this could be.
Within the corpse, a rock had made the kill.

Due to fear, I dared not to hesitate,
I slipped and fell and followed this man’s fate.

I’m trapped in a corner,
Locked to the walls of my mind
Time seems long,
As if it stood still
Along beside me

I’m trying to escape the chains that bind,
But the chains are too strong.
Trying to escape, but I don’t,
For fear that the chains will tighten
And pull against the walls from within.

A sedative in reach, I try to obtain.
As I stumble to grasp relief,
The chains tighten.

My head feels as if it will implode;
The pain is unbearable.

Another attempt follows another failure;
The scars from the chains throb in my mind.
Pounding, pounding evermore

In life, I chose to see the light.
Death is not far from sight.
I chose one which seems right.
My eyes remain open, as I drift into flight.

Shades of death
Count the tears
Burning’ in a labyrinth
For the rest of my years

Trying to escape
Then the Black Hand
To prove against my fate
Overpowered my stand

Less the years gone
I have an eternity
Of life encased in stone

“Long shall he live,
In the minds of us all.”
But will it ever be known
The dark of my love

War, peace
I have died, obese.
A pig to be,
A pig I am.
A pig you see.

Losing weight is the thing of the past,
I could not do it to save my ass.
Getting fatter, the older I get,
It doesn’t matter; you’re full of shit,
If you say, I’m losing weight.

I feel the tension of my belt,
on the scale, you hear my shout,
Oh, shit, I’m not losing weight.

Made a bet with my friend,
I’d lose weight, and I’d win.
Twenty dollars down the drain.
In the end, I had gained more weight.

What’s it matter to be a hog.
I may be fat, but I’m no mod.
When I hear the words, losing weight,
I don’t give a shit, I just fucking ate.

The Jester of the court
Was the beast within the mask?
He was joking to the magistrate
Like he never joked before
The crowds laughed in hysteria
Till none could laugh no more
The punch line of the joke
Wasn’t ever revealed
The room puffed with smoke
That everyone inhaled
The joker played his cards right
And made it into the night
The tale of the Jester
Has never been told before
Some call him Lucifer
For his practices of gore
Hell is rising
to the stench of the human race.

Boredom kills,
When you’re at its will
There is nothing you can do.