A to B

Against the run of the mill
Living out our dreams.
Life in a straight line from A to B
Is a mass production scheme.

As I've grown older I understand more
Of the only world that we see.
Perceptions I had only dreamed of,
Now change my idea of reality.

This spacious city that I live in
Still contains the same old me.
I'm no longer a boy searching for
The man I'm meant to be.

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Any fool can play something difficult,
Difficulty lies in what he does not play.
Lakeshore strolls on autumn days,
Endless thoughts eroding away.

Inductive Resonance

It is impossible to achieve the aim without suffering.

It is possible to suffer without achieving the aim.

Understanding changes what we understand.

A test of our understanding is whether we can apply it in practice.

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When we had no faces we turned to the bright sea.
We wished and heard voices, released our hands and feet, heartbeat.
This Yes, this is how we want it to be.
I say yes, this is how we want it to be.

So let us lead on, Yes, with the big sunshine in us.
Let me trust in your constant releasing of me.
Let the world commence dancing with peace.
This is how we want it to be, lets say yes, this is how we want it to be.

Starless...

Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within only see
Starless and Bible Black

Old friend guiding light
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness for me
Starless and Bible Black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that all yearns to be
Starless and Bible Black

Transform faces change
Cats cunning shows
That in the end you may win but you lose
Starless and Bible Black

Now I'm Always Smiling

"Sometimes shit don't work." Ben the singer from my band said that during a gig we played, and as simple of a statement that is it's very true.

Life is pretty much a big joke I've come to realize. I watch the news, and I pay attention to popular culture and popular music and it's all a big joke. We are becoming a parody of ourselves as a society and no one seems to care. I consider myself a serious person, and I care about what I believe are serious issues. I notice more and more that people by and large don't care to be serious. If you are a serious person you are considered a snob or an elitist, which I think is absolutley ridiculous. What is wrong about trying to take something you're passionate about seriously? Don't people have passions anymore?

I feel like 80% of the people I talk to anymore remind me of the Joker, but not in a cool joker way. People ask me why am I so serious, and that I take things too seriously, yet I don't believe in morals and the stupid hoopla that trick people into following the supposed norms of society and I'm all for chaos. These people who don't take thing seriously still want order and are against chaos even though they don't even seriously believe in the morals they follow. Does this make sense to anyone? Why does everyone try to have their cake and eat it to? I find myself being a mockery of something, what I'm a mockery of yet I don't know, but my way of life is definintely distancing myself from the rest of society.

I've also noticed that I tend to scare people off, maybe it's some subconscoius mechanism I enable without realizing to keep myself in the social dark?

It's strange that like people I consider my best friends I very rarely if ever see. When I meet someone I like if I don't blow it immediately I only usually ever the see person more than a few times and usually quite sparingly. What is my deal? That is what I'm trying to figure out.

My favorite band is a band most people have never heard of called King Crimson. Given the opportunity I would talk about Crimson forever, and I mentioned them and members of the band periodically in my entries. There is a song they wrote called "Epitaph" and I've even quoted the chorus lyrics in previous entries, but they are very strong and powerful words and I just keep finding myself going back to them. They sum how I feel about myself and about this world/reality right now. I think they are possible the best song lyrics I've ever heard and very poetic.

"The wall on which the prophets wrote
Is cracking at the seams.
Upon the instruments of death
The sunlight brightly gleams.
When every man is torn apart
With nightmares and with dreams,
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
As silence drowns the screams.

Between the iron gates of fate,
The seeds of time were sown,
And watered by the deeds of those
Who know and who are known;
Knowledge is a deadly friend
When no one sets the rules.
The fate of all mankind I see
Is in the hands of fools.

Confusion will be my epitaph.
As I crawl a cracked and broken path.
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying."

The Only Way

I've haven't had time to do much writing lately, but I've done some reading.

I've been reading lyrics by Greg Lake recently and have really taken to them. Greg seems to write alot about three subjects being the military industrial complex, organized religion, and tehcnology. Greg Lake is not a fan of any of the three.

He wrote a hymn about living for oneself and not falling for the rhetoric and lies of organized religion. I just love the irony of speaking against religion through a religious medium like a hymn. It's a great song, but I really find the lyrics inspiring.

The piece is called "The Only Way (Hymn)"

"People are stirred moved by the word.
Kneel at the shrine, deceived by the wine.
How was the earth conceived? Infinite space.
Is there such a place? You must believe in the human race.

Can you believe, God makes you breathe?
Why did he lose six million Jews?

Touched by the wings, fears angel brings.
Sad winter storm, grey autumn dawn.
Who looks on life itself, who lights your way?
Only you can say. How can you just obey?

Don't need the word, now that you've heard.
Don't be afraid: man is man made.
And when the hour comes, don't turn away.
Face the light of day, and do it your way.
It's the only way."
- Greg Lake

Here's To The State Of Rick Warren (Lyrics)

"Here's to the churches of Rick Warren.
For underneath his pews the devil draws no line.
He's not a friend of civil rights and he ain't no friend of mine.
The fat covering his heart, covers a hate that he can't hide.
The calendar is fooled, when it states the christian time.
Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Rick Warren find yourself another country to be part of.

Here's to the economy of Tim Geithner.
Where the dollar means nothing, and its value is even less.
Those who want fiscal reform are just seen as a pest.
Deficits are mounting into a larger and larger mess.
Where banks control everything is what Timmy believes is best.
Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Tim Geithner find yourself another country to be part of.

Here's to the laws of Eric Holder.
We're a nation of cowards is what he has to say.
He's a supporter of equal rights unless you're white or gay.
Look at what they did in California, they won and got their way.
But you can't stop freedom, we will get equal rights in the USA.
Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Eric Holder find yourself another country to be part of.

Here's to the government of Sarah Palin.
In the swamp of her bureaucracy there's always bogging down.
She doesn't care for democracy, she wants to be fitted with a crown.
She's an imposter with no values and better not to make a sound,
Because the speeches of Gov. Palin are the ravings of a clown.
Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Sarah Palin find yourself another country to be part of.

Here's to the public schools of Nancy Pelosi.
Where they're teaching all the children they don't have to care.
The seeds of ignorance are present everywhere.
Every single classroom is a factory of despair.
Nobody's learning such a foreign word as fair.
Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Nancy Pelosi find yourself another country to be part of.

Here's to the state of Rick Warren.
Where you descriminate against people just because they're gay.
You use morals to justify the hateful things you say.
Turning America into a christian theocracy you think is ok.
When church is separated from state, your reign of tyranny will end on that day.
Here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Rick Warren find yourself another countryto be part of."

- William Covert

Thinking Of Coconuts

The dimly lit walkways
and avenues.
Beneath bridges,
lead me through
dreamy days.
It's into the dark
everytime,
it's no wonder I lost my mind,
and my memory.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.
Wonder weary all along the empty streets.
And I don't mind my broken legs.

Walk myself home beneath the stars.
strolling along the ocean shore,
and I wish for tidal waves,
to carry me out to sea.
To an island that's all for me,
to fade away.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.
With no one there to tell me how to be.
I'll grow my hair down to my knees.

I'd befriend coconut trees.
the breeze,
breathe in through the sparkling seas.
Evaporating in the sun.
Is my number one,
Priority.

But I wouldn't have it any other way.
No I wouldn't have it any other way.
I wouldn't have it any other way.