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obscurity

• ........shrouded.. ........
  hidden ..
  the darkness of the mind..
  what injuries will we find...
  .........forgotten in the walls of the ones so well defined...
  .........bring out in-to the open..
  benefit ..
  the ones that stay behind..
  .........forgive my passion.. .........
  .........forgive me fair... .........
  .........forgive my expression..
  the rudeness of my song...
  the spinning of what may be wrong. 
  erupting a state of mind.. .........
  .........i know what it is that hurts..
  .........when you hear those words of mine..
• pear-sing...like a knife..
  like a dagger in the heart..
  destroying what has been defined ..
  ..........a need to be up there ..
  not readily understood..
  ambiguous...
  an equivocal...
  enigmatic..
  ...........state of what we have to yet find... . ....
  ....
  .......vague..
  cynical thoughts of cryptic ideas..
  implying the lack of defined words to have you in my mind.
  deceiving. a purpose to obscure poems ...
  for one to defined...
  
  you in my thinking to be so fine...

• again forgive me..
  to continue in a well coveted box...
  so the we do not stray behind..
• into the air..
  that wonder that may be called a future..
  for us to intentionally conceal..
• for us to purposely hide the meaning of what we feel..
  in consideration of the hidden..
  make believe treasures there to be deceiving us...
  .........but only in our minds..
  .........consciousness of steel.
  often involving measurements of the state of our mind...
  description..of the reference to occurrences ..
  to record of what we may have done ..
  in an observational well being ..
  so that we have something to offer in time...
  for you to come back and say that you are fine..
  you are well.. .........
  
  you are in my mind..
  YOU SO VERY FINE

lavor to sustain

the length of time....

• the years we have ..
  have been there..
  nourished...
  support this thinking..
  .........heavy losses..to withstand...
  .........how will we know if it is today..
  .........can we bring back that time..
  
  a time.... ...........
  that was the one for us.
• thoughts of those days like the truth is yesterday..
  because we were young........
  that is why......
  ..........that is why you yearn for yesterday... ...........
  ..........It maybe tenderness.. ...........It -may be things .. you remember of that day.
  
  ............giernan.....chairein.....hortari... how can we make that one for us.......
  you rule the night.....
  you rule the time...........for me....
  ...........for all to see.........
  ...........to mean the same.. as wistfully...or sadly be....
  what I am doing here this day...
  ...........today........
  ...................
  sweat running down my face.......
  like tears on the sun....
  my ears going deaf....... ............
  ............the loudness of the machine...
  ............composing song for me to sing.........
• so........when this day is over.....
  ...........Am I still sane..... am I still the same..................
  ...........animals running all around me...
  I will join them to sing a song......
  a dance for rain..
  a dance for the genus porphyry ..
• in our eyes. in our thinking ..
  this thought will be maintained...
  
  THIS THOUGHT WILL BE MAINTAINED

......love ?

• smears-like streaks across the sky's...
  sometimes as beautiful as the ones I see in your eyes....
  never as near..
  .........never as clear..
  .........as when you are here...
• my love of all...
  my dear.
  melting away the feelings of fear.

the nearness of you..
the warmth of your touch ..
to me .....

when we realize the distance...
..........so far..
..........as the sight of a star...
..........please help me understand ..
what is it that I feel.....
when you and I embrace ..
the melodies that I hear ..
..........and what they are ..
..........forgive me my love..
pretend that you are invisible to all ...
so that no one suffers....
for how beautiful you are..
..........in real flash....
          I could never accomplish the wish of a star.
          when you are near me...
          those feelings that get in the way.. ...........
are to all invisible.. ...........
to be the ones in the sky-
and not to me at all.

I want to dissolve..
melt away..
be no more...
to finish it all ..

            so that the beginnings are still fresh there for all..
nothing left for one to see...
nothing at all..
the Oder of love..
............the path of emotions..
............the lyrics so strong.
the love of a song.
the hearts of the ones that are strong..
infuriating the ones that are wrong. .
the words.....
the meaning still there..
to the ones...
so wrong in the love of a song..
love is so wrong....
so.......wrong.
the ones that belong..

creatures of the planet

1. Who are we... compering our life.. to the brightness of a star...
   at times there .. sometimes to far...
   the master of ceremonies to be.. at times is way to far.. .........
   
   .to far to compare..
   dreams.. like rings... flowing in the air..
   like so simpler things .. as a vale stroke that is not there..
   like a world of tears to the valley beyond .. dried by the wind ..
   ............... in a stare...

maybe that is all we are..we do not know..
these dreams made of paper strings hard to let them go..

easier to go through the rings ..
like a magic master of the kings..

we are so lost in those things...
that makes us sing..

like the ones of every day .. around us...
look beyond..and near too..
go further then ...
then standing at the end...
the brightness of spring..
confusing the dark thoughts of the king.. ........

our king......
the one that we do not understand..
the one that we..wish to be.
standing out so far for us to even see..
saying all those things that make no sense to me.

we do not know who we are...
who is near us...
even in the light..of days..
the days so bright for us.....
..............open your eyes. .........
..............speak to the world.. ........
..............talk to us ..
from all points of the state ..
..............of the earth..
and from hell............

we do not know who we are...
where we came from..
deny that we have evolved from nothing..,
to all.
creatures.. of this world that we know..
for now.. only for now..

AND MAYBE NOT AT ALL !!

unapproachable dignity

• only when you fall..
  a distance ..
  like hell..
  if we wonder stately and in one voice..
  with dignity on the way down. ........
  tell me how you can tell... ........
  
  when you are reaching the gates..
  .........
  ........the gates of hell........ ...
  .I want to be there..
  to the end..
  the very one you hear..
  going down is free ......
  free until it's not of free will.. ......
  ...........hang on to your dreams..
  .......... hands on your optimism..
  
  let go of your fears......
  assemble your strings.. .......
  .assemble your wings..
  going up ..
  
  will be a flight of your fears..
  see it today.. flaring to all sides...
  ...........sliding on tears..
  ...........when they appear on the gate.
  the gate of sound..
  when you open the rolls..the winds..
• .........close to the ground.
  imaginings...of winds..
  you have found.
  
  imagining...
  a beautiful sound..
  they are there ..have been found.
  don't open your eyes ..
  feel the hard of the ground.. ......
  
  sometimes it bring a remorse..
  distress..from the guilt.
  
  is a matter of course......
  
  the past wrongs that you feel..
  at times it brings .. . .........
  ............it will be new.
  ............only for you.....
  remember the source.
  the point of origin..
  the point of remorse ...
  ............it was the top where you were.
  
  the beginning..source.. .....that of remorse.
  the drain of the gate..
  the fountainhead of the start..
  that's where you were ..
  when you had everything..
  
  remember the sale...
  .........the wealthy ... the start of the scale... .........
  the glare on your face..
  so hard to define....... .........why...
  
  don't worry your mind..
  just leave it behind....
• .........it will be there til the end of your time..
  so far..ones that go in to your heart.
  to the very entrance..
  of the mind....
  in a fabric of nothing..
  a wide glow of your sine.
  when you open your eyes ..
  you will be fine..
  
  things will be fine.......

colors of thought

amber images...
with touches of brilliant red...
a foggy dream with drippings of confessions...
..........offerings ..
in a very narrow frame, .........

surroundings .. . .............
surrounding all of us..
in a sphere of confusion..
enclosed from all sides ..
will not let us out ...
.........the very sad...
those clouds that we witness today..
beyond the reach of those that stray... .............
that foggy..coloring way....
.........milky smooth..
.........all the colors..
unable to conceive. what it is that I see... .............
in this beautiful thinking way .. .
i will remember that it is not like this every day

the depth of my perception in a very trying day.. .............

.tomorrow..
..................tomorrow .. may I see a physical seance..
..................a stimuli ..
of the concept I have today.. ...............

come..
.........come see the windows of pain..
.........the smears of rain.....
understand the bight .. . ...........
.a bend so great...
lengths of vainly stain.. ............
the pain I have..is  in whispers..
in images..
left on a rainy day....... ............

............on a window of this thought....
............beyond the reach of what I hear. ............
that is always there..
emotions that I can even hear....
like a frame of the sins .. .
encountering everywhere... ............
nothing to say..
whispers........laud...you can not hear...
............voices ..
intoxicating...with stream callosities for ones very ear....... .............
to loud to hear..

• Colors..
  ..........colours..
  ..........colores....appear.. .............
  appear once again in ..in a plane that I can view from here..
  surely some of these will appear ...when my eyes are open..
• outside of the sphere of a ..
  state that can be very real.. ...........
  very real .....
  as a very....real dream that is right here....

AGAIN

1. So

1. ----------it's gloom..
   not just the day..
   but looking..
   hearing the rain .
   
   ..............the sun still there...
   ..............the view from this window. ..
   voices..in the air..
   music of the county fair.
   the sun to give into your foggy..thinking..way..!!
   the sun to gave in your way..
   ..............ireful to have to see things.
   ..............here by the window as we stay...
   ..............listening to Eric music..
   hear him play a..very could be-wonder-full........day..
   as hot as it is...
   feel chills...and cold
2. ............i wish i could stay
   ............abrupt angles....
   coming this way..
   confusing the lyrics..a distance away..
   as an open display...
   of anger...
   of the words we hear .........
   words...
   the sounds of the one at play...
   ...............ireful is seeing a cloudy day..
   ...............comforting ones self with jujubes on the very green trees, ...
   ...............peaches there almost good to have........
   green apples hanging in the week limbs of the tree.

• are they just some of the dreams of me...... .........
  organizer...
  fanaticism.. .........
  tending to tedious tasks. ..
  like ire-inc imitations of what we ask...
  ...............rainbow like..
  ...............lustrous color display..
  is what we see..... 
  thoughts wondering of this very day...
  it's a duty..
  organize your thinking in some comforting way..
• we know we have to..go.
  we know we have to vacate..
  what we..cry at night..
• having to immerse..
  to fully engross to relocate. ........
  ............my god !
  ............why is it that I have to this..again again !
  WHY IS IT THIS WAY .......

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depressing

• ........inter.feelings of low spirit now we have you here.. ........
• in practice..
  in the whole of your energy for one to lose.. ........
  depravity.. as if i .. .. Have to choose..
  allow me to at least ..
  ........breath..
  can we have a derailleur... ........
  in a fog of the ones we care..
  i want to shift the gears to.. what is it that is here.. ........
  ........or there.. ...........
  no rest..
  no comfort for the one here..
  all tears can not find.. with tears..
  one can not see it clear..
  .......bad choices ...
  badly clouded my thinking at the time.. .........
  can we blame love... .........
  it can do that to you...
  blinding the ideas..
  the thoughts...
  ........the way to what is now here..
  a weakness that we care to let you know..
  forfeiting what is going to happen ..
  ........as you go..
  can we adjust to a sad. state..
  sadness again..with tears ..
  for all..
  .......at the time ..the love i had ..
  could have made me do anything..
  all that was needed was a mere suggestion. ..........
  ......and it did.
• anxiety........
  ......any.. indiscriminately..
  ......disruption..
  disrupting your system of a forever life..
• even your digestive system..
  all systems ..
  all the same all effected for that year..
  that is here .. .
  that's why we came.
  that is why we are here here..
  
  ......................in her name.

all that I can do

going to you every day... image of bright, gray eyes still abstracts my way.. making excuses to be there.. if only I could stay.. a bright..gray..light that appears in the night..

• an ignis.. of my life as it seems to go into your eyes.. .............when your eyes meet mine a forgotten interesting way of me to know.. ............to know when it's time for me to go.. ............seeing a very clear sign... forever.. .............show me a way.. .............look at this place where I'm standing.. .............that's where I want to stay.. Forever is such a short time.. when looking at you. .. . looking at your eyes.. what can I do.. look at this for an explication of a beautiful view.. ............is what I see.. see in you..when I get there.. that is what I do.. ............i do............ to the way it ignites the path... one of a very few... I travel into... a wavering line of this image that is there.. reminding me of you... of the beautiful color of your eyes .. .. again igniting things.. .............in this path I have taken.. taken to reach ....

reach ...

............those eyes i keep in my view. ............turn easterly to your right.. ............allow me to view the greenish..

blue...

............blue..green..beautiful.. ............beautiful...as is you. ............in an instant like a life time ..give me an instant that is longer then forever.... so that I can have with you... ............an instant of forever..... As you inter a positive interlude with those that are close to you.. Close in distance.. .............In distance as I'm to you. .............for that's all that I can really do.. a series of thoughts, indulging in emotions forbidden to my view... shadows of reverie..in a dream like inaction.. ..............for that's all that I can really do