life in technicolour

NEWS

2009-12-13T22:40:00.001-05:00

http://themissionthroughoz.blogspot.com/

back to the basics

2009-07-08T12:58:00.003-04:00

i've opened up my mind and realigned my human state,

see the passages we travel and the scales which support their weight.

the who, the what, when and how,

learning concerned with turning

these pages staging future days with past embers still burning.

now who am i to say that all of this is right,

but as you know the darkness is always followed by a light.

the sun and moon exist in tune and we're caught up in a fight.

the lesson is forget what you resent,

get your head and life in sight,

grow in line with newborn signs and step into the night.

blackouts..

2009-05-27T17:03:00.002-04:00

i survive and in time build up and revive
we're constantly pacing in circles
our everyday lives,
connecting like series of circuits
existance a circus.
every story has an ending,
unless the author dies..
i saw the sun in your eyes
i studied them like a piece of art.
but they were only nice to look at,
another face in the crowd lost in the dark.
it was gone as fast as it came,
you moved to the next chapter,
i was lost on the same page.

hello..you are beautiful and complex

2009-05-25T17:05:00.002-04:00

(may 12th '08)

the apple on my kitchen table was reality when i saw it,
if the bitterness was carried away a sweet sensation could grow,
my shoes too small and three too many,
i'm writing this from my subconcious and it has meaning.
i'm as sure as a tornado, or that spider in your mouth,
if you show me the alphabet i'll teach you to count.

dot dot dot

2009-05-13T16:45:00.002-04:00

i'm digging deep trying to extract the words through this ink, i know you're in there but it's too dark to see, new concepts seem to warp our reality.
and each lie created to warm or fill the vacant spaces,
testing our patience and self examinations,
once we've started..zero hesitation.
life worked out like complex equations,
finding the way out in helpless situations.

so sit back and appreciate what we've created, a short dance inside our crystal ball dream,
open minds and clothes are faded, reality still not what it seems...
just ask the weeping willow, creep into the dark, find what lights your life.

visionz

2009-05-13T16:36:00.003-04:00

as i layed there hugging my pillow like a lover i once knew.
i realized the parallel between warmth and your eyes, winter times and sunrise, tv screens and third eyes, good hearts but such petty lies.
the days never end if you don't want them to,
so many faces seen, little universes all dressed up in there plastic disguises.
they walk in these circular dances, played out like broadway.
come see the show! each day of the week robots slave away for the greater good of that guy at the peak of it all.
only my difference is i see and feel the insides, impulse with intuition makes a player better on his feet.

LEVEL OUT.SPEAK OUT.LIVE ALOUD

do you see what i see...

2009-05-13T16:34:00.003-04:00

god, existence, the all seeing cyclops of the mind. YOUR mind, their minds, everything you're feeling has been felt before over and over and over. define it your own way, making the experience attached to you in a spider web of connections to the grand scheme of this massive machine. KNOWLEDGE IS GOLDEN.

don't think twice, it's alright

2009-05-13T16:30:00.002-04:00

i see the words and i pick them apart, i couldn't do it if i hadn't found my heart.
i keep quiet but i've got a lot to say, in the end it never mattered anyway.
reality is abstract, life just a game, and they're not playing by the rules,
i suggest you do the same. everything that happens sets your life into a groove,
so turn over the chessboard and choose where you want to move.

TRUE BLUE

2009-03-17T12:46:00.002-04:00

the ache in my wrists comes and goes,
the depths, darkness, like chairs in rows.

create and destroy.

all things come to an end...

take the good with the bad,
and may we stay forever young.

YOU WILL BE MISSED 123<3

HARMONY

2009-01-22T13:12:00.001-05:00

it's all about the sync.
get in tune.

everything that happens is from now on

2008-12-25T11:28:00.001-05:00

been here and there lately,
on the lamb, off the lamb.
found me a babygirl,
and she's so lovely. =]

...

2008-12-01T14:48:00.002-05:00

Everything is as it's always been.
This never happened.
Don't take it too bad it is nothing you did.
It's just once something dies you can't make it live.

crooked teeth

2008-11-03T03:56:00.003-05:00

this weird imbalance of energies distrupting the flow, maybe when things arent in harmony you cannot hear the river over the discordancy. so the river doesn't fluently move to the rhythm of the moment but is affected by outside elements, thats what we all want isn't it, a groove we can fit in with, skin to call our own, and a place to call a home.we've all climbed up some stairs, taken a fall or two, all building up to this even plane of potential and kinetic energy, the forces inside yourself. yeah?? just moving to your own groove, it's all there waiting to be felt out.

learning

2008-10-05T18:48:00.001-04:00

soothing vibrations all around
flowing gentle waves of sound
floods my mind with memories
and lifts me slow off the ground.
these trees they grow all about
in rows and sets with branches reaching out
they touch this sky and feel it breathe
an ancient energy one must experience to recieve.

make of it what you will

2008-10-05T18:41:00.002-04:00

haha them cooks, they thought we were crazy but if they only knew about the experience. left only to be felt by the being itself, detailed in dialogue and the ink which flows from pens. maybe its because we hold a crystal ball, like those witches of the past, witchcraft and sorcery would make them burn us alive. what seems so wrong usually is right, it sits in the dark wainting for you to turn on the light. so there must not be much difference between us and the crazies, the caterpillar cannot understand the butterfly, i really like that quote. he certainly can blow nicely with a hookah, and he might tell you whats up with the mushrooms, if you know what im saying.

roll with it

2008-10-05T10:53:00.003-04:00

new days, new ways, a new journal and this crucial cold front
creeping in and stealing the warmth! how dare he even try to
ward off the humid hot summer days. and thank you so much
for blowing some old feelings into my brain, the smells
and atmosphere of about a year ago or so.
while the leaves begin to shed their colors
we bring in reinforcements, and also some color...i'd hope.
if i have anything to do with it. i want some new outfits
and descriptions, but atleast we've made due.

gold is where you find it

2008-09-25T21:15:00.005-04:00

he walks on in the doors
quietly not making a sound,
staying alert for there a strangers all around.
there's those who have fallen from a glorious tree,
and we're all swimming and learning here under the sea.

what pleasures we know,
oh the sights that we've seen.
these new days rolling in
so soft and serene.

for we have chosen the sky
with our heads held high.
walking onward,
towards the end of time.

we own the sky

2008-09-25T12:05:00.004-04:00

on top of the world
where only the birds can touch,
i live amongst the waves
spinning tales and such.
of all the ones lost,
so few gained.
it's left in the dark
waiting to be obtained.

keep your eyes ahead

2008-09-18T17:08:00.003-04:00

it's been an interesting week,
a lot of dark spaces with no electricity.
we run by light, the sun as our source,
but what happens when the sun is gone.
its back to the start while we sit on top
of this mountain we call home.
and each day, every day
a mundane exchange in everyway.
picked apart, rearranged
walking through life, living stange.

the calander hung itself

2008-09-11T17:08:00.001-04:00

currently on the lamb,
things are here, things are there.
pretty wild.

we will walk through walls

2008-09-06T12:36:00.002-04:00

an energy of epic proportion is brewing in the skies above.
it was the calm before the storm which cleared my conciousness,
in such a swaying manner it lightened the load.
that vacant space inside my home i seeked so long to know,
has been inverted allowing it to grow.
i eat the words and watch them move, dissecting principles
and dialogue, flowing gently with their grooves, recording them in monologues.
so this is all, this is it, reality in harmony we're living in its midst.
and on my mountain under the sea, comfortably alone i sit,
waiting for a passerby, to pay an unsuspected visit.

to make sinking stones fly

2008-09-06T10:57:00.005-04:00

the keys are old
and time has told
of waves of change
all which we behold

i'm welcoming the hands of the weak,
i'd like to understand their weight.
all the things that we must seek,
setting the balance straight.
these hospitals have done their part,
while i sit back and watch the sky.
seperating fear from heart,
always wondering why.

something vague

2008-09-02T12:14:00.006-04:00

these emotions flowing through my head,
i feel my way past its energy,
and the currents of the dead.
how many thoughts thought, how many minds read
only to realize we've ventured too far ahead.

so over the horizon, and across the fields
towards new beginnings which we ourselves wield.
if you would only listen, if i could only explain
the sea of existence living within my brain,
maybe then it would ease the vagueness of this pain.

and as i stop to think about how you are,
those times we'd spend in that raggedy old car,
it suddenly dawns on me,
we're caught in this inescapable virus
our everyday reality.

we are nowhere and it's now

2008-08-30T17:07:00.005-04:00

all these days that i've grown,
finding new horizons and a body i can call my own
at peace with the honest sky
and comfortably alone.
on these endless rainbow streets i'm destined to roam.
i'm calling out to all the creatures of the night,
those thriving and alive in the absence of light.
you've found your way through the doors
and far out of sight.
so i'll meet you at the house,
and i'll meet you in rhyme.
we'll find the brightest star in the sky
and march on towards the end of time.

what i'm really trying to say is i love you.
this metamorphosis unveiling my ancient disguise,
what could you possibly say,
i'm just as suprised.

Fields, Shorelines, and Hunters

2008-08-27T15:59:00.006-04:00

it's been a while but i still breathe,
i've been trying to make sense of the dark
and empty spaces. this vacancy in my mind
apart from everything i know.
things are well though, i'm simply trying
to extract the plague, gaining clarity in the unknown and amongst these clowns.
i start my job on friday, which should bring a wave of relief and balance out the scales.

mmm finding technicolor

2008-08-27T14:50:00.000-04:00

hmmm

2008-08-27T12:53:00.002-04:00

i like the idea of this kind of digital notebook,
figured i'd make oneee,
maybe someone will read it.

reach for the sky

2008-08-27T12:31:00.000-04:00

said the man with the gun,

this isn't the end it has only begun.
you'll fall like the leaves once deprived of the sun,
gathering on the ground and becoming one.
so open your mouth and let the words flow,
each seed is unique and needs water to grow.
may the current be your guide,
always letting you know.
move at a steady pace but never too slow.