Tuesday, October 28, 2003

Ownership does not lie in objects, instead it lies to ourselves.

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

The sun explains

It’s beautiful, isn’t it, the sun?
Stepped out from the shadows
To be warmed by simplicity
To go from learning, to the feeling of nothing at all
It really is mind numbing
To not think about anything, and just feel
To take back all that’s been leaking out
These rays have experience, and the power to fill
For it is exactly all the knowledge we’ve been looking for
To be taught by nothing,
Teaches more than chalked ideas by chalked people ever could explain
There is wisdom when the sun explodes unto us
And those who have been empty of it,
Instantly ignite with the brutal touch of warmth
A warmth, that has been forgotten by the paradigms of our culture,
But this skin remembers that warmth as the savior.

Saturday, October 18, 2003

things that ive noticed about this richmond. the people are deffinately distinct. there are pleanty of homeless people to go around, and because i have taken note to observe these wanderers, i have obtained an ability to tell if a begger is acutally homeless and in need of a donation. See, there is a difference. There are people, that i have noticed, that seem to not be in diar need of the money they ask of me. Now i have this fack begger radar, i can just tell when someone's suitation doesn't actually cause for them to ask for spare change. you see, it is widely known around here that people often ask for spare change, for what i don't know, but it is a common occurance. So there are also people who take advantage of this, that just ask for the hell of it, "do you got any change on ya"...or... "i just need 25 cents" and the like. These people just plain dont have anything else to do but gain a few cents here and there, when in fact, they are putting a bad name towards beggars, and might i add, they are taking away from those who are in more need. Now I have recently stoped carrying my wallet around so that i can be completely honest when i say i dont have any change for these people, even though i suspect they dont necessarily need it any more than i do. we all feel bad for these people, but then it just gets annoying that there are these fake beggars and that just spoils the act of giving to any beggar at all. You can just see it in their eyes. I have also noted some techniques that allow you to deter the questioning of beggars of all type. One that i have noticed is that if you make eye contact with this lonely beggar, then they will feel some comfort in you and try to milk it for all its worth. Now i suggest, in order for them to not ask you for change, to not look at them and walk by staring at your feet or on the path ahead. For me though, it is tough not to say a hello or hows it goin, which always returns with the question i was trying to aviod. Another way i have found that works for some, is if you walk with a fast pace, like your going somewhere important, and you can also mumble something impatient or about being late. Another walk that works is a sort of swagger, mimicking the way a homeless person would walk. You see, it is sort of like a code, an unspoken rule or something. If you walk like they do, stumbeling every so often, in a pietous sort of way, then they will leave you to your problems, or imaginary problems, they understand how you feel. Another walk is a good one, short and sweet, just walk with your pant pockets hanging out so it is obvious that you are dead broke, and continue on by the begger. And if you really want to be bold, to make sure they know your broke, you can ask them for any change. I have often thought about doing this, but really i feel it could be taken as a slap in the face, so i would observe caution when using this technique. Those are some good ways that have come to my mind, and there are others which i cant think of right now. Well, now that you know the ways to avoid the begger, you must also try to put yourself in their situation. I just cant help thinking about how i can help anyone in need, and i do feel quite helpless when someone asks for change. I would always want to reply with wanting to buy them lunch asking what it is they need, but they seem to always want money. Seems to me that if i was in that position i would accept anything that will help me to survive, but i have noticed some who will reject food and actually get mad if you offer to buy them. Now there are always people who are happy with anything you can give and i suggest that we just dont walk buy a beggar or anyone in need, at the very least, you can give a smile if there is nothing else you can give.

Friday, October 17, 2003

same is insane

I take a look in the mirror
I wonder if its mocking me
Or is it a threat that I see
I wonder if it lies
Or does it proclaim miraculously
It’s up to you to decide
Woah, you got to figure out
If you’re dying inside
(And)
If it’s the thoughts that create who you think you really are
Even if you say you don’t know
You’re provided with some granted satisfactions
Compared to those who say they know
(But really don’t know)
It all seems like a foolish game
Oh how I wonder
Why people today
Makes themselves out to be
Someone I’ve already met
And all these people have names
They enjoy all these letters
(even if)
All the letters are the same
They say they are themselves
We claim we are all different
And I agree
But we all keep our differences the same
Oh I wonder why, the bathroom signs separate nothing at all
I know you and me, we’re made of the same things
Carbon and nitrogen, oxygen and hydrogen
But what does this all mean
What does this all mean
When I look at you, are you all that I see
(I doubt it)
Cause when I look at me, I’m not all that I see
What does this all mean
Now I must look at the world this way
So when I look at a tree
It must not all be what I see
What is this wooden chair
Whose origins are from that tree
What does this all mean
Why do we all keep our differences the same
The world disguises, but really its all the same
Made from such that we are all multiple names
I hope my mind isn’t matter, for it will all be the same
But what does this all mean
(What does this mean?)

Tuesday, October 14, 2003

Moon Raking

Baby baby come and rest on my sholder now
Your gonna be part of something we already know
Baby baby come and see what you found
Its where all your sadness and your fears are drowned
Come and rest on my sholder now

The worst is gone and we can only hope for

Up, up, I know we’re at sides
Up, up, I cant stop thinking
Im gonna take ya rake ya make you mine again
Fill you up and make you never mad again
Im gonna see you smile and take you back to the moon
I hope you understand all the things that I do

Baby baby come and rest on my sholder now
Your gonna be part of something we already know
Baby baby come and see what you found
Its where all your sadness and your fears are drowned
Come and rest on my sholder now

Oh, no definitions will define us as

Down, down, it’s like a slippery slide
Down, down, pivot and fall no more
Im gonna weigh you, lay you, and sweep you away
Packed youth for a picnic today
I’m gonna flutter a lash while I wink and tame the moon
Sometimes it’s invisible all the tings that I do
Humanity Impeading

I saw the shoreline one time
It was up above where I wanted to come down
But of course the bars of this world wouldn’t allow me
Said I have to spend my time in reality
But this place sometimes is of creepy little creatures
Stand in line to understand regression
And if you get in the back
There’s no doubt you’ve felt depression
Now what I say is the object of my affection
Keeping the landscape in reality
Letting it slowly become me
What I idle at is none of your business
Keeping the beat rhythmically to the sound of my feet
Now I didn’t say I was a drummer
But some will compare this sound to individuality
Yeah, it’s a great new discovery
That time is starting-to-fail
If you let your mind think it so
I’m sure we can all throw principles out the window
Seeing the eyes of a unfamiliar victim
You shake my hand with out a feeling in your head
I know you walk away without thinking about humanity’s touch
It’s all sad in this world
When the things we create take over us
The object of my affection is not what most desire
It’s just the understanding of things that no one has contemplated
That makes me blush inside
Yeah, I see the shoreline from time to time

Wednesday, October 08, 2003

Meaghan Is The LOVELY!


Reluctant Greetings on any Random Day
How do you do Mr. Skulland Bones
How do you do
I want to meet you, greet you,
and shake your hand
So I can be familiar with you
When you come in the end
Pleased to meet you Dark Farmer
Pleased to meet you
Come show me the ways of harvest
and why you reap the things that are dear
All throughout the year
Good Morning Brother Death
Good Morning
Teach me to serve so that I may learn
the reasons why we get
What no one ever deserves
Happy Holiday Grim Salesman
Happy Holiday
Nothing will keep you away from my door
Let me buy all the stock you have
So that no one else can feel this poor
Good day Sir Black Suit
Gooo day
Farewell for you have out welcomed your stay
Consumed my world in a single day
In all that I learned
There is no stopping your return
But at least I can say good day!

Friday, October 03, 2003

Wandering Jew

I think I’ll plant something today
But what is it the first thing I must do
I must obtain a seed, just imagine the life force in this thing
So I plant it and treat it right
Cause I know it will provide me of all the fruit I need
So I water it every day
Watch it grow under the sun
Its just like having a child of my own
When it grows up I will be so proud
To show and share all the fruit I found
Just to think a tiny little seed
Can provide me of all the things that I need
So I know how much dirt can provide
So I know how much bigger this world is
It’s so complicated yet, I planted this seed today
And its so right in all the things that I need
But we all got to find our own way and something to lead
Give sunlight to all things that need to grow
And it will show us all the things we need to know
Just like a wandering jew, follow the light where ever it goes
North south east or west, I will follow
Just like a wandering jew