Clutch

Spread the dream

Cold goodbye...

We got it now. We had it then.

This Old Shell

The Sandman

The City Of Magick

Some Will Never Comprehend.

Past Present Future

Incessant Ventures

Veins Of The Earth...

The river has taught me to listen, from it you will learn it as well.
It knows everything, the river, everything can be learned from it. ~Hesse~

Contigency Plan

Elements

Taking It In. One Breath At A Time.

Will O' The Wisps

Taste The Music
Draw In The Wine
Shun The Masses
Imbibe The Moon

Latency

Channeling the cosmos through the fingertips.

He liked to score.

She was from Toulouse & didn't cook Bacon well.

Gratuitious Infractions

Human Fragmentation

Eyes penetrate
The soul blooms

Stripes In your eyes...

I woke up one morning there was no sun. There was sand in my eyes and dirt in my mouth. I needed the sun so I could look away from it. I loved the spots in left in my vision. It gave me clarity, perseverance, a sense of being. Alas I was lonely and there was no wind in my sails.

I can taste music. My life is a majestic unraveling song. Living for a purpose unknown to me. Hell bent on romanticism. What can I do? My bones breaks easier these days. How many more moons will I see? I loved this time more than any other. Focusing on new things evolving in my own twisted way. I was in a coma. The ocean is a dream.
My life is worn on my sleeve. What if i was wrong? And all this is just a copy of someone else. Does it really matter anyway?

The helicopter passed thru the wires. My wrist is controlled by wires too. I wish I was a walking cliche. Then you all could slap a label on me and be done with it! So much easier... the pain is pure decadence.

I fell asleep. Jumping into my mouth. I played my teeth like a piano. I was the operator, the conductor on the line. I looked straight thru the mirror. What I saw was a bleak old man playing a banjo next to a crying river. It was full of voices that told never ending stories of the past. There was no game being played. All the clocks were frozen. Still time went bye...

To many codes, bars, symbols, confusion, wars, no remedy. It was purely an answer to the puzzle within. I had to open up my heart. Peeling back the red velvet curtains it was wrapped in. Now it was out in the world. It longed to explore the earth. I put it close to my ear and it whispered "find me some wings so I can fly" I did...

I gave it the wings of an eagle because they had endurance, speed, agility and grace. Whilst I sewed them on with a string from a piano I whistled a sad song and when I finished I took it to the highest cliff which floated above the sea. There was no silence. the sea wanted to the earth back. It wanted to claim it all, like it had before.

My heart shivered with anticipation and delight. I knew I had to let it go. But I couldn't, I had to though, it was the answer. I cupped in my hands and held it out over the edge closed my eyes, felt it leave, heard it leave.

I fell backwards into a dream but there was no sleep. I awoke deep in an ancient grotto with satyrs singing merry songs. I never saw the sun again. A few times my heart sent me pictures of the places it had been. I wished I could have gone with it. But I was the commodore of the satyrs. I guess it was a trade of of sorts. Left hand writes again!

Oh sweet serendipity. Now clap your hands. Cause there is a candle in the window.
Brother doesn't care. Don't worry it's just a shooting star. Haven't I done this all before?
Faking it through the day. Got so many pictures I want paint but where do i start? I don't have a clue...

I'm scared to take off my shirt these days. It feels as though something has replaced my heart. it feels like a void that wants to take and not give. My sentence is this then. Please inform me if I'm wrong on this. Cause everyone's a cop and everyone's a judge. Blasted soul just blow away with the wind!

I'm starting to notice something inside me is not right. What gives? Each word is a picture. This truly is a strange phase. My head hurts and my family is gone. Father would be laughing in a frightening manner if he saw me now. It's cold outside but i still got a lust for life! Now the waterfalls flow backwards. I could find no peace, I'm sick and I'm tired lost in the dark. It's the light I seek. This is what believe in. Or is it how I'm programmed to think?

In the lights
I have faced the riddles I once made
Pray for me Father
Pray for all my glorious sins

The Personification Of Fate.