(a lot of references in this, I don’t know if anyone will get them. I'm still learning to write; I usually speak.) Speaking words Hangin' Exiting myself with fanciful poetry Explanations of experience I settle myself, spotting a book My many lives Told by another Now I sit Reading Pessoa Riding along side him, in … Continue reading Envious →

I need to apologize To the world I remember the day I learned about the bill of rights In the seventh grade I was kicked out of class that day (It was unconstitutional! Lol) I like arguing Debating It's how I learn I'm selfish I depend on others to teach me when I'm being ridiculous … Continue reading Bigmouth →

I sometimes wonder at what I'd be With an education But is that the right thing to wonder? Maybe my brain isn't as good I mean, imagine the brain that comprehends neuroscience So what am I for? If my mind is comparatively a child's Or an ape's What role does the world wish... For normal? … Continue reading Hmm →

There is a feeling Depressionesque, maybe An emotion? There is a sadness That's hard to explain When one has cast the world away Then reaches to pull it back (for fear) Finding the world as is Clearly as ones own reflection And it hits That feeling that gave the feeling Feeding upon self Teaching rejection … Continue reading Ima Emu →

Censorship Causes Blindness Ignorance is Misleading Education Bind the Slave Ultimately Freeing "Discourse" said the wise "Requires others to confront your teaching." Listening, Thinking Building, Achieving The Best of our Being Accepting an apology Peace is what we're speaking (Unless of course) (My discourse) (Is against our terms) (See line 1)

The hero ran along power lines Jumping fence to mail box Keeping pace with a particular car Where sat a boy watching him The boy would throw things up in the car Or, out the window Ignorant of his interest in relativity And time; he remained curious Growing older, but no more wise He now … Continue reading The Hero →

Soft messages over time What tone we hear Louder yet Messages normalized Creating a story of oppression Waiting now Please don't come They can tell us anything From 2000 feet we are all the same To the "heroes" Any story made reasonable I'm hungry to know the Truth Inform the lies from my mouth How … Continue reading Oh well or Orwell →

"10-4" Hillbilly put down the CB Cliche Or memory I miss grandpa I know a wedge How it splits the timber Wedge is a different thing nowadays I know lunch break Sitting among the cedar Thinking how warm will be the fire Sword ferns brushed high On my childlike body Under the cedar canopy The … Continue reading A Few Memories Upriver →

I was just drinking tea and thinking Probably because I went to town today (I'm not social much anymore) I heard Mike Tyson had another fight Now, I don't get out much, so this could be old news But Tyson yo! That's cool; the guy is an achiever I know people say a lot about … Continue reading Weak Tea; Strong Punch →

If I were this If I were that I spend a lot of time Thinking about my lost potential Is that the thing a parent desires? For their children to see eternity? I've always dreamt big I'd teach my child to move their hands Their feet Everything to see peace Why don't I walk in … Continue reading The One Man Chatroom (un-edited, ill read it later) →