Thursday, December 30, 2010

Why You Should Not Be Alright

Every moment offers something,
More to complain about,
Because that is the direction,
You always seek out,

Even when the weather is the clearest,
And your journey blessed with empty roads,
You wish for rain and some goddamn people,
So you weren't so bored,

And when you're coupled in the warmest embrace,
From the person you love the most,
Your mind is on the tasks you need get done,
Fabricated so 's t',

Not be alright,
For you never want to be,
For people might think you're taking it,
Far too easy.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Why We Must Be With Others

The pains you experience,
From the exertions of life,
Stemming from the love you share for others,
And also those you like,

And hate, for they all demand,
Movements you would never make,
If left to yourself on a desert island,
For goodness sake.

But you would never want to live that way,
Away from interaction.
It's been done before and all we learn,
Is that we are social animals,

Which is alright,
If only we could be,
Loving also, but it's not the case.
We're addicted to controversy.

Life vs Death

Enjoy where you are at,
Until it all changes,
Due to something stupid that you've done,
Or the world rearranges,

Either the people or things,
That make up your life,
Which is all there is,
And which will suffice,

For after that,
What there is,
Is nothing you will understand,
Until you're on the precipice.

Which is where you are, alright?
Until you make a change,
For unchanging is another word,
For death.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

It Really Doesn't Matter

It really doesn't matter,
Nothing really does,
Ultimately, though, when you think about it,
You can't start with that, because,

Then there's nowhere to go in your mind,
Except for where it goes naturally,
Which has some intrinsic info about yourself,

So, maybe it doesn't matter,
And that's just fine,
As long as nothing does,
So you can find,

What it's like to be alright,
And doing what you like,
For when nothing matters,
All that's left is what's right.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

When I'm Not With You

You have no idea,
What it's like to be me,
With all my trivial, selfish thoughts,
And activities.

Not to say that I ever think,
Of how what I do,
Affects my loved ones and enemies,
And even you,

Like when you're not around and I'm not alone,
And it's like I was never born,
Into the life you are accustomed to,
And from which I wish I was torn,

But only sometimes, alright?
The rest of the time I am blessed,
And only because I can walk away,
And get a better look and assess.

Friday, December 24, 2010

How Selfish Can You Be?

I suppose any day,
Could be your last,
Whether because you leave this world for good,
Or the current world just becomes past,

Because you've changed, or those around you have,
Or because you've done something,
To change the way your world looks at you,
Whether increasing or mitigating,

Their respect. Ultimately what matters,
Is what is your perspective on life?
Do you believe in the hurt of others,
Or is it just about getting you right?

Because, the latter's alright,
But it makes a very big leap of faith,
That these worlds are just chances to,
Get a glimpse of your own face.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

You're a Moving Target

Things change so quickly,
There is no time to change,
Because there's no time to settle in,
To identify the range,

That your bundle of perceptions fit in,
You're a moving target,
And if you think that's not the case,
Have you figured yourself out, yet?

And if you have, then ask yourself,
"Who's done the figuring?"
And then figure out who that is,
And while you're fumbling,

Remember, you're alright,
The point's not to know who you are,
But who you want to be,
Which doesn't have to be far.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Danger All Around

You don't have a safety net,
Not matter what you do,
Or, if you do, it must be,
All around you,

Tight against your skin, stopping you,
From moving into any harm's way,
And coated with a material so thick,
It keeps all harm at bay,

Because there is no way to know which way you'll fall,
Or what might fall on you,
When life is so uncertain,
As is everything that you do.

But it's alright,
Everyone is in the same boat,
And, really, the only way to be safe,
Is to just take a leap of hope.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Maximizing On Humanity's Potential Horizons

Some people argue that character,
Is knowing what your actions,
Could possibly lead to,
And exercising restrictions,

To what you may want to do,
But which might lead to hurting others,
And that way, no guilt will ever visit you,
And you will also have honours,

From those who observe you and you will also,
Be sought out for special tasks,
That require someone that you can trust.
Doesn't everyone want that?

Yes, alright,
Maybe character is enviable.
Though, you deny yourself that human feeling,
Of regretting your true potential.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Capitalism and Our Hearts

Will there always be poor?
Well, yes, as long,
As there is money to earn,
Which is what is wrong,

And both good with us humans.
For what else would allow,
Such an invention other than the precious,
Gift of asking how,

We came here, and recognizing,
Value outside of just,
The food we eat, and shelter from weather?
Though, what's sad is that our lust,

Keeps us alright,
Regardless of anyone else,
Which is what's wrong with,
Our sense of self.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

The Extent of Self Reflection

You can change who you are,
Because who you are,
Is just a bundle of perceptions,
Shaken up in a jar,

And twisting the lid is not impossible,
Nor is looking back upon yourself to see,
Through the glass, who you are,
And who you could be.

And actively rearranging.
Now, of course you are,
Going to ask who's doing the rearranging.
Well, that's just going too far.

For, to be alright,
There are some things you should never ask.
And, in case that jar breaks,
You have to keep on your mask.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

How You Must Approach Change

Any choice that you make's,
Going to affect someone,
Probably more and probably not all,
Will be of the same opinion,

But even those who end up hurt by it,
Do not need to be angry at you,
Either because you talk them through it,
Or, it's just not what they do,

But those who cannot just let it go,
And recognize that we all have our paths,
Are making a choice also, and that's alright,
Because you don't have to be an ass.

You can be alright,
And live and let live.
Life's not too short to waste time,
But it is to not to forgive.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

What If You Let Your Thoughts Out?

There can be nothing else,
Than the two lives that you live,
One, you want everyone to see,
And the one you want to give,

To the world,
But are too afraid,
Either because it's too destructive,
Or because it's what you create,

To escape from the surreality,
And irony of the demands,
From people and things that don't even exist,
Outside of your consciousness.

And maybe it's alright,
To switch your two lives,
Showing everyone your heart,
And hiding what's in front of their eyes.

Monday, December 13, 2010

A Response to Simple Writing

Maybe there is a clearer,
Way to tell the truth,
Simple and unmediated,
Without the complications of youth,

That had to take you on that path,
Of realization,
That despite all uncertainty,
You have to make a decision,

And then you won't have to find,
Those people with the key,
To your encrypted message,
Of sincerity.

Which is alright,
Until you decide you'd like to be,
Friend to all, and uncomplicated.
Though, how many friends do you need?

Saturday, December 11, 2010

To Put Yourself Out There

If you're afraid to speak your mind,
Join the club,
Like most people in this world,
You're afraid of,

The controversy of those,
Who do speak their mind,
Who, again, are very rare,
Probably one out of nine.

And, of course, there is the work,
Involved in convincing yourself,
That what you say's what you believe,
And won't be put on the shelf,

Because it's actually alright,
To have an opinion,
And anyone who says different,
Is practicing fascism.

Friday, December 10, 2010

The Responsibility to Yourself and That of Those That Love You

There are some things you need,
To live a life,
Of freedom for you,
No matter the price,

No matter your commitments,
Because those are important, too,
But they are immoral,
If they stop you,

From being who you are,
And what your body demands,
And those who truly love you,
Would do what they can,

To make you alright,
God, the cruelty,
Of those who deny you passion,
For responsibility.

Thursday, December 09, 2010

The New Socialism

There are never more problems,
Just different ones,
With each change that you effect,
But it's all about rotation,

So that each person involved,
In the world that you make,
Has his share of good times and bad,
For perspective's sake,

Until eventually perspective,
Says, "the problems're always there",
And it becomes about simply living,
Instead of getting one's fair share.

Not that it's alright,
That there are haves and have-nots,
But maybe everyone should get a turn,
To have whatever they want.

Wednesday, December 08, 2010

The Fact About Desire

What you want's not bad,
For and in itself,
For until it is real,
It is only on a shelf,

To look at and admire,
And tease your imagination,
Until you reach out and grab it,
Then, you're talking risk of intrusion,

Into the rights and freedoms,
Of another,
And until you test that boundary,
It will continue to bother,

And you may not be alright,
Until you find out in reality,
And risk that potential sin,
For the chance at understanding.

Sunday, December 05, 2010

You Will Not Be Free

There's always a limit,
That's just a fact of life,
Permeating every thought you have,
Restricting every light,

It's a prerequisite of every freedom,
Granted by our governments,
And something every animal knows,
Is the code of the system.

What does this mean,
For our everyday lives?
Isn't this obvious,
To everyone and their wives?

It's alright,
Next time you feel boxed in,
Freedom's not something available,
Through revolution or auction.

Saturday, December 04, 2010

Society Squashes Desire

This world was made to,
Punish those who wish,
And those who live outside of the norm,
And iconoclasts,

Even if in the end they succeed,
Beyond your wildest dreams,
The path is too hard and unrewarding,
Or, at least that's how it seems,

So rather than try to fulfill one's dreams,
We are encouraged to discourage those,
Of others, and the real reason behind it all,
Only Nature knows,

For it should be alright,
To follow your heart,
As long as you don't harm the hearts of others.
That, my friend, is what's called art.

Friday, December 03, 2010

What Fear Gets You

You better believe that someone,
Will take the opportunity,
That you shun in favour of risklessness,
And wondering what could have been,

And no one else will ever do it,
With such relish as you would,
Or deserves as much, either,
But you'd do it if you could,

Which you can't because you lack the gumption.
I'm sorry, am I being insensitive?
I shouldn't make such a big deal,
Of the quality of how you live.

In fact, it's alright,
Go ahead and underachieve,
And when you're old, make sure you acknowledge,
All you could have been.

Wednesday, December 01, 2010


Please just make your mind blank,
Like the billions before you,
Who walked the earth and who are now gone,
To someplace new.

And if you find this challenging,
As if it's against what you were meant to do,
Reflect upon the fact that if you don't,
You'll be barred from the precious few,

Who then learn to both be blank,
And full at the same time,
Conquering the world anew in each moment,
Completely leaving the old ones behind.

There may not be much value in this,
But it's at least good exercise,
To prove that you exist.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

You Did It

When you finally get it,
And you start to hone your craft.
It's like you are a different person,
And you just can't beat that,

You start to act differently,
Like you actually understand,
That no one really knows what we're here for,
But we all can,

Help each other find the thing that helps,
Each other feel alright,
Like whittling sticks on a sandy beach,
Or dancing on a Saturday night.

Man, and it's alright,
If you have to do it all alone,
It's not an easy thing to do,
Stumbling upon the unknown.

Monday, November 29, 2010

No Connection

For every person that loves you,
Assume five more don't,
And that one-half actively hates you,
As well as the others that simply won't,

Get to know you, 'cause they don't have time,
What with all the demands on their lives,
Which you are so well aware of, yourself,
Which is why you don't have the time,

To have an opinion of most of those,
That you meet day after day,
Except in so far as you can use them,
Or stay out of their way,

Because we're all alright,
As far as our worlds go,
It's when they collide with others,
That our nastiness shows.

Sunday, November 28, 2010


You are not responsible,
For anyone else,
At least in so far as they react,
To the shit that happens to themselves,

Even if you know how it is,
You should be in order that,
They are as happy as pigs in shit,
Because you're not responsible for how they react,

And you are responsible for yourself,
And how it is you feel,
And if making them feel alright depresses you,
Then you know the deal,

That it's alright,
That you're not responsible for how they react.
Just worry about what makes you feel good,
And I'm sure they'll be happy with that.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Your Thoughts Deceive

There are things your body tells you,
That are better left unsaid,
Either to the world at large,
Or simply in your head,

Like, how you'd love to smash,
A head or a life,
A thought not foreign to most,
Who have ever experienced strife,

Which is everyone,
For it's a rite of passage,
From childhood to adult.
It's like the old adage:

The kids are alright,
They can stay behind with her,
They'll be better off, anyway,
Than in my unpredictable world.

Friday, November 26, 2010


You may be irrelevant,
Though, no more than anyone else,
At least in the overall realm of reality,
And the true nature of the self,

But within the context of the personal,
And the reality we all create,
As a society to nurture each other,
Some are more and some are less great,

And some are just born out of their time,
Some too early and some too late,
And some are meant for a reality,
That humans could never make.

So it's alright,
When in your darkest hours you contemplate,
How your greatest works are valueless.
That is simply some of our fate.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Instinct's Value

There will be moments in your life,
When you feel extremely,
Uncomfortable about what,
You are doing,

And that could be your conscience,
Telling you to stop,
But could it also be the excitement,
Of challenging the cops,

Of flying in the face,
Of society's demands,
In a guerrilla sense,
Not a violent way.

It may be alright,
And ten times in a row, it may not,
But some people will keep trying,
Until they're caught.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Never Enough

Imagine the smallest prison,
That can fit your body,
And still allow a world of horizons,
And possibility,

But only within the bars that you are living,
With no view of what might be outside,
Though, knowing it's the freedom you've always wanted,
Because it always does when you're on the inside,

And no one visits who's not already there,
Within the boundaries of this stifling world,
Oh, and your imagination only thinks about,
What's on the outside, for sure.

You're not alone, alright?
Everyone thinks the same thing,
From their own prisons, both in and out of yours.
That's the f'd up thing about reality.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Summer Hill

There has to be variations,
Of intimacy and depth,
Or I may as well give up,
Living with you til death,

Because then there is no hope,
Of finding by one path,
A truly spiritual moment,
That actually lasts,

Because of the faith,
That you must have,
To change your relationship,
That there's value in that.

And it's not all right,
Nor has it at all left,
That distinctly human emotion,
Of ambivalence.

Friday, November 19, 2010

You Will

The funk you find yourself in,
Is the funk you'll always be in,
And the goal should not be to destroy it,
But to fold it in,

To your most glorious moments,
As a side to how you succeed,
Which you will never do without it,
Because it's something that you need,

Like the baby needs crying,
And water needs to flow,
Things whose value isn't obvious at first,
And which you may never know.

Because, it's not alright,
Until you embrace yourself,
Neurotic paranoiac conspiracist and all.
You're no different than anyone else.

Thursday, November 18, 2010


You will never get the,
Combination right,
Telling people what you want to hear,
And never getting it right,

And not realizing that they love you,
And your quirky ways,
Because it's obvious to everyone,
That you only care about today,

When, truth be known, that is very rare,
No matter what you hear.
This world would be a different place,
If people didn't have the fear,

Of not being alright,
In the future.
Of course, they'd also get very little done,
And die young, for sure.

See You Later

There is very little,
That your perfection does not fulfill,
Through your dark and flawless,
And much revealed shell,

To the ideal structure of your bones and soul,
Imagined by my imperfect mind.
Oh, if only I was perfect, too,
That my components might be compatible to thine,

And so that you might give me the time of day,
As I know now you never will,
If only because my humility,
Won't allow me to be capable,

Of being alright,
With assuming I might have a chance,
Because my world is one among many,
Across which I cannot reach my hands.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Don't Worry

Maybe you shouldn't worry,
So much about what people think,
Just a thought, as you redress yourself,
At a word from a dink,

Who has far more issues than you ever will,
And hence his need to take the pains,
To point out things in others, to distract them,
From the fact that he possesses the same,

That he mint not even have if he didn't,
Imagine that he did.
Remember, nothing's real that you haven't thought of.
Is this at all what you imagined,

It is to be alright,
Or did you actually believe,
You would think better of yourself,
After this read?

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Sing Me To Sleep

Sleep is not admired,
It's a fatal flaw,
No one ever did anything worthwhile,
Sawing logs,

And if you can't help it,
Take this piece of advise:
Try not to sleep while you're awake,
As a way to hide,

As a way to relinquish responsibility,
From expressing yourself,
Because that's the only thing you have to do,
If you choose to delve,

Into being alright,
If you really want to be,
If not, then please close your eyes,
By all means.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Start

Yes, I will deface you,
For the love of art,
For the love of myself,
Really, from the start,

But the more the layers,
And the more the nights,
That we are together doing this,
Will complete the sight,

One, day, but not soon,
It needs to take time,
For your new sense of self,
And mine.

And it's alright,
You won't feel a thing,
Until you're torn down,
Or you're a human being.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

One Try

Who is the bigger person,
When the one has a pride,
That pushes him to to undermine,
And backhanded remarks, snide,

When the one tries to ignore,
Or, at least, do his job,
Though, it's certainly easier for the one,
Who can afford to be a snob,

And the one reaches out to the other,
As a way to make amends,
Careful not to point out their differences,
And so offend?

To make it alright,
The one has to be sincere,
And the other has to be honest,
When they klink the glasses of their beer.

Location:Vine Ave,Toronto,Canada

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Just Saying

The situation you find yourself in,
More often than not,
Moving with people you'd rather not be with,
Not enjoying yourself, a lot,

Not feeling yourself, a lot,
Both emotionally and physically,
Nor other people either,
Is no way to be.

But the alternative is more painful,
Letting people in,
Both emotionally and physically,
Due to your historical situation,

Which was not alright,
Yet, in the past,
Occurring to a person,
Who did not need to last.

Tuesday, November 09, 2010


You may be thinking,
There's things you should have done,
To lead you down a different path,
And real completion,

You should have learned different things,
Stuck with people of a better ilk,
Listened to your heart more seriously,
And glided through life like silk,

Because you're not doing what you thought you would,
While so many, many people are,
And your dreams are the closest things to you,
While their reality's very, very far.

Hmm, it's alright,
Some people weren't meant to be happy.
That's just the truth we all must understand,
Before attempting to thwart destiny.

Monday, November 08, 2010

The Real Perception

No matter what it looks like,
Stick to your guns,
Because no one knows what the fuck,
Are your true intentions,

And every relationship you have,
Is built on trust,
Not in the idea that you exist,
But that each must,

Assume the best of the other,
No matter the circumstance,
Until that trust becomes impossible,
Then you`re no longer friends,

Which is alright,
Because you can't please everyone,
Not because they expect something different,
But because they live on revolution.

Sunday, November 07, 2010

Look Out

There will come a time in your life,
If not already,
When you will realize that there's a whole generation,
Not privy,

To what you were exposed to as new tech,
And will not be able to understand,
How lacking in quality what you had was,
And how far they already have,

Come from where you are at the most recent time,
In our history,
Though, so far there's been no evidence,
Of an improvement in technology,

At all...alright,
Maybe except for GPS,
We've really excelled at finding where we're at,
Since, about that, we are most obsessed.

Saturday, November 06, 2010

The Cold

The coldness of the wind,
At this time of the year,
Changes the way you look at everything,
Both far and near,

Like when the bath water engulfs you, too,
Or when you're feeling oppressed,
Like everyone you see is laughing at you,
Or when you've finally confessed.

There is no difference, the difference is great,
The chill makes you forget,
All the thoughts you had when you were warm,
And hadn't thought of survival, yet.

And it's alright,
You don't even have to be aware,
Of who you are, most people aren't anyway,
And, frankly, don't even care.

Friday, November 05, 2010


Just because nobody gets you,
Doesn't mean you make no sense.
There must be some world, in some time,
Where you'd receive compliments,

Where your ideas would be so lauded,
That you could not show yourself on the street,
Lest you get mauled by a frantic mob,
Believing you have what they seek,

Which is an answer to everything,
Wrapped in a single sentence,
Sought, moreover, in every age,
By every human.

And it's alright,
That you'll never see that world,
No one else will, even in this one.
It's an unfindable pearl.

Wednesday, November 03, 2010

Oh, Butterfly

A caterpillar lives a full life,
With no expectation,
Or awareness of what she will become,
Is my assumption,

And when she finally emerges,
She is new, but not no longer what she was,
And can forget the life she lived before,
But can't hide it from us.

Oh caterpillar, please be ready,
Not for what you will become, but for what you are,
And take with you all you learned in your present form,
Because all experience helps in the war,

To be alright,
Which is all anyone wishes to be,
And you have to use every weapon in your arsenal,
To maintain you identity.

Tuesday, November 02, 2010


There's nothing more to be said,
At the end of the day,
When you realize that nothing will change,
And so there's nothing left to say,

Until such time that things do change,
Which require that,
Either the change comes from within you,
Or it's a change of fact,

And you can feel elation in either case,
As others try to adjust,
And ride along to improve their lives,
Or be thoroughly in disgust,

That you're alright,
And so sickenly happy,
That you should be taken down a notch or two,
And so be at peace.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Making It Right

It's not how you act,
But how you feel,
But not in terms of your emotions,
But in terms of your zeal,

For other people, whether good or ill,
And that's what will determine your act,
Coupled with your ultimate ends,
Which determines how they'll react,

Because it's not how you feel,
But how you act,
But only if you care what people think,
And some people don't care about that.

But they're not alright,
They're kind of like a psychopath,
It's just they're not diagnosed, as such,
If they've also made a lot of cash.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

On the Field

Half of what you're doing,
That others find unique,
Is only understood as something good,
Depending on how you think,

Those around you are related to you,
Foe or friend or not important,
And guaranteed, all but the second one,
Will absolutely leave you short,

Of the proper recognition,
That you may or may not deserve.
How many people do you know who are loved,
Come across as a total jerk?

And it's alright,
How many people do you know,
Who dazzle you with total emptiness,
And rob you blind before they go?

Friday, October 29, 2010

You About Ready?

The feeling of nervousness,
Inflicts everyone.
It fills your body when you know what's coming,
Is of importance,

Of some kind, it could be that,
You're afraid you might succeed,
And there will be more expected of you.
And you're afraid that you're easy to read.

And then, there are others,
Who might actually impede,
With actions outside of your control,
Doing what you need,

To be alright,
And that means not caring,
What others think as you conquer the world,
With abandon and daring.

Thursday, October 28, 2010

To Be Alright

Have you worked really hard?
Like really, really hard?
Have you spent years working really hard?
And now the next question's kind of hard.

Have you been doing what you want to do?
Like really, really want to do?
Or have you wasted years working really hard,
At something that isn't you?

And is it too late to begin anew,
And do what you really want to do?
That, is, do you even know what that is?
Though, you'd be alright, if you knew,

'Cause to be alright,
The things to do are two:
Know what it is you really, really like,
And work hard at it, too.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


Here's what life gives you,
Other than lemons,
Because those don't exist before the things,
I'm about to tellin'.

It gives you some indistinct idea of who,
Or what you are,
Which gives the illusion that somehow,
You can figure out more,

But if you're honest with yourself,
And that's also impossible,
You will admit the only thing you're sure of,
Is what helps you escape being individual,

Which is when you're alright,
And what one truly calls art,
Those moments when there's no mistaking,
That of which you are a part.

Monday, October 25, 2010

The Secret

It is always worth it,
Saying, "what if?",
It really forces you to understand,
What it is,

That makes you feel like there is something more,
To life, than the struggles you have.
There are moments outside of time,
That go by so fast,

During which you have no thought,
But for what it is you're doing right then.
That is art, that is ecstasy,
That is absolution,

For not being alright,
Every other moment of your life.
You couldn't live content for ever, anyway.
That wouldn't be a life.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Great Weekend

There is one quality,
Shared by everyone,
Who ever felt that life was worth living,
Beyond fornication,

And that is the perception past the details,
Of how you're going to survive,
To the awareness of the big picture,
Viewed from the other side,

Where it is not about how you're treated,
Compared to anyone else,
But how you treat the people that you meet,
Forgetting about yourself,

Because you're alright,
Just start with that,
And your optimism will infect those,
Who aren't on track.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Sun Tomorrow

As the chill of the fall night air,
Falls softly on your bare shoulders,
And slowly travels through to your bones,
To speak intimately of soldiers,

Of love who fire from their machine guns,
Of final fantasies,
The message they were given as death,
To you, who wants none of these,

Your smile belies the darkness of the night,
And of your soul,
Just as your hands are lifted up high,
With a sword in both.

And it's alright,
As long as the Brown-eyed Susans are really dead,
The poison gas of indulgence,
Will never seep out of the holes in your head.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Good Luck

Patience is a virtue,
Because it helps yourself,
Because so much is dependent on the actions of others,
That you must put on the shelf,

All your dreams and desires,
Until you can pick them up again,
After everyone else's anxiety,
Forces them to upend,

Their own plans, if they could only have waited...
But then, again,
For at least someone to realize their dreams,
Not everyone can be patient.

And that's why it's alright,
For people to fail,
Without dark, there can be no light,
And there's no success, if others don't fail.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Until You Know

You always have to work at it,
If you want the benefits,
Of getting something super rad cool,
And knowing why that is,

And if you lose it all, well them the breaks,
And no big deal for someone like you,
Who's had it before and can get it again,
Just by doing nothing new,

And what's the difference anyhow,
Whether you have success or poverty?
And yes those things are actually opposites,
No matter what you read.

And it's alright,
Working hard's not what it's cracked up to be,
All I ask is that you leave some time,
For me.


You cannot just do something,
Once and leave it at that,
Until you've done something like it so much,
You're like indifference on a cat,

And somehow there is a point,
After practice makes perfect,
When it only ruins the naturalness,
And moves you into fact,

Which is not life, but a facsimile,
Taken from a photocopy of a depiction,
Shredded and then piecemealed back together,
By a electronic technician.

And it's alright,
If it takes a while to get there,
It's better than going nowhere at all.
And that is certainly not rare.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

On A Plane

Flying high, over the world,
Okay, over a small patch,
With very little keeping you alive,
But, not thinking about that,

But, instead, living your life,
As if nothing's threatening it at all,
Not being prepared for the eventuality,
That the house of cards may fall,

As might you, through the morning light,
On your way to a standard rendez vous.
Oh, if you could only see into the future,
You'd be rich, wouldn't you?

And it's alright,
That's nothing new,
Nor is the fact that keeping on keeping on,
Is all you can do.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Of A Sudden

Just like the movies,
Life imitates itself,
And when you show out of the blue, like that,
You imitate no one else,

With any sense of decency,
Or belief in your,
Own right to do what your heart tells you to.
And, I guess, that's what hearts are for.

Until the time when it anihilates,
Everyone in your path,
For that is then not living, at all,
But life imitating death,

But it's alright,
Like global warming creates things anew,
You piss of those who want no change at all,and that's something life would never choose.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

The Dream

You will always find that,
A fire's on the way,
Even while you have less possessions,
Than zero, anyway,

Because there's life and then there is life,
In society,
And if you're not in debt in this one,
You're drowning in money,

And we always say we will get out of it,
And we truly live that belief,
Which also is a necessary component,
Of this society.

And it's alright,
You never know what might happen.
You could find yourself trapped in a mine,
Selling your story, "When I Was Trapped In"

Friday, October 15, 2010


Can you read someone?
It seems some people can,
And that it helps them get what they want,
Though that can't be the only scam,

For there are others who are oblivious,
To the intentions of those around them,
And who, yet, get exactly what they want,
With very little effort.

Oh well, who are we to wonder,
How this world is made?
With so much success and even more failures,
There's nothing in the plan best laid.

And that's alright,
It just gives hope to all those who,
Can't seem to make ends meet.
Oh, am I talking of you?

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Making It Work

Some ways are never harder,
They just require a certain skill set,
Like telling you how much I love you,
Without you getting upset,

Like doing the same over and over again,
And not letting it go stale,
And not ceasing to innovate,
Because that's how you don't fail,

To realize that the grass is never greener,
Just a little hard to see,
And knowing that, shows you it's better,
To nourish your own garden with seeds.

And it's alright,
Even if you don't understand,
And get upset, anyway.
I'll learn to live with the reprimand.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

To Get It

It can sometimes happen,
That all you've ever done,
Culminates in the realization,
Of the source of your motivation.

And until it does, you won't believe it will,
And when it does it's like it didn't,
Because the question now is what do you do,
Now that you're finished?

Because life is really that cruel,
You're either searching, or you've finally found,
And finding only leads to getting drunk,
Or resuming looking around.

But it's alright,
You don't want to settle down, anyway,
Or you would not really be living,
No matter how much you can afford to pay.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Don't Really Feel Bad For You

Some things change so quickly,
You may not even know,
How things were before,

Always know your options.
And choose on the fly,
Because without the former,
Life will just pass you by,

And with the latter, too,
Because you have to be aware,
Of what your doing at all times,
To truly care,

That things are alright.
But, maybe you don't,
And only want to live the glory,
Without any of the hope.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Tomorrow, Maybe

What you think the problem is,
Is, to a certain degree,
From a specific perspective,
Not related to me,

And it's not fixable, by any means,
By going through the act,
Which, superficially, would be the result,
When you truthfully react,

From circumstances, naturally arrived at.
Yes, it's not easy,
And requires participation by everyone,
Not just me.

And it's alright,
You will never know,
If you don't really listen,
Don't you know?

Saturday, October 09, 2010

The Grass

You say you are not,
In the place you want to be.
So, please, explain exactly, when you imagine it,
What do you see?

Do you know the specific people that are there,
And how they act in every single event?
What is the weather like, and what's the climate,
Of the government?

Does everything just seem to fall in place?
Are you happy all the time?
Was it hard to get to where you are,
Now that everything is sublime?

It's alright,
You don't have to answer right away,
You probably have some more imagining to do,
Before you really understand what you say.

Friday, October 08, 2010

The Truth

There's so much to know,
In this creation,
You could be a sponge and fill yourself up,
And not get close to the realization,

Of how much you fall short of everything,
Though thankfully the brain makes you believe,
There's not much left, and besides, what there is,
Is something to leave,

For others that need it to function in this world,
As contributors to society,
Because your powers would be wasted,
On something like cleaning the street.

But it's alright,
You are completely wrong,
And know no more than anyone else,
In relation to what's really going on

Tuesday, October 05, 2010


There is no real way,
To get any farther with someone,
Than you are at the moment,
Even if you've just begun,

Because the act of intimacy,
Is an illusion,
It's just a belief that takes you into yourself,
But you are still only one,

And don't be fooled by the words,
Of the other person,
She is only talking to herself,
Using you to create a conversation.

And it's alright,
This isn't unique to our generation,
It's what poets have said since they first opened their mouths,
If you were to listen.

Monday, October 04, 2010


Oct 4
There are some moments,
That are purely your own,
That can't be touched by anyone else,
Unless they leave you alone,

Unless they accept the fact,
That no matter where they're at,
You do not exist,
And that is that,

No kids, no dreams,
No way to go,
To meet you anywhere,
Until you can show,

That you're alright,
And then after that,
It's like nothing ever happened.
Can you handle that?

Sunday, October 03, 2010


You're never on sure footing,
When progress is your aim,
Because you have to rely on others,
Which is an uncertain game,

Especially the way that you go at it,
Confident in your own approach,
Like the talented player,
Who sees no value in a coach,

Or advantage to team mates,
Because you don't want to rely,
On others, which was the whole point.
Welcome to why,

Our team's not alright,
And never will be.
Until you learn to have some faith,
You'll always thwart your destiny.

Saturday, October 02, 2010

Never Too Far

It is impossible,
To do nothing,
It's all about how what you do,
Corresponds with your dreams,

And there's no such thing as going too far,
Astray of where you want to be,
Because paths in life do not diverge,
No matter how it seems,

And we are no further apart now,
Than we were in our teens,
When we were wondering where we'd be now,
And if we'd be married.

And it's alright,
That we went our separate ways,
Somehow, I think we are closer than ever,
Since we have our own bills to pay.

Friday, October 01, 2010

Why You'll Make It

Sometimes, you will feel sad,
No doubt about that,
It's unavoidable in your case,
Because of the stage you're at,

Like when you take the harder choice,
When given the choice between me or him,
Who promises so much more, yet is much more risky.
You're a glutton for expectation,

And so you sit there, getting drunker,
By the minute,
Instead of facing what the world demands,
Because you don't want to see it.

And it's alright,
That's why you're going to be alright,
And accept whatever comes your way,
That's revealed by your decisions light.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

When The Nerves Abound

The more you explore,
The more there is to explore,
And the more risks you take,
But also opportunities galore,

As long as you are not tied too strongly,
To any given path,
And hold enough resources in reserve,
To not run out of what you have.

And I know that you really don't like,
To leave home,
And that is certainly understandable,
Until it is shown,

That you're only alright,
When you're beholden to no one,
And can always take it or leave it,
Without a major revolution.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Almost Famous

Just when you think you have it,
You better think again,
Even if you're living life on high,
In a mansion,

With servants who would do anything for you,
Because, just outside,
Is a line-up of others, too,
Who are waiting for them to die,

Because life is short and no one will,
Remember you eventually,
That is if you believe in life after death,
'Cause, otherwise, you have it pretty sweet.

But wait, alright?
There's one more thing to consider:
Strip away the luxury, and what do you have?
Only you know the answer.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

We're Not All Bad

A leopard can't change his spots,
But he can certainly wear a coat,
And clean himself up for a night on the town,
And devour you before you know.

And until this has happened to you at least once,
You won't believe that it can be done,
Though, really, the only bad thing about it is,
That your innocence will be gone,

And you may never give the benefit,
Of the doubt to anyone, again,
And until we can end this legacy,
Paradise is an illusion.

Oh, it's alright,
It's not to say that you're ruined,
If you're unfortunate enough to see,
The dark side of humans.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Time to Do It

What of what you do,
Isn't the easiest route?
With all your talk of being someone,
You have to do something, too,

Like what the structure of your life,
Naturally leads to,
Even though within those boundaries,
You sometimes feel you're doing something new,

And, of course, you can do nothing at all,
And just go with the flow,
Though, if that's what you have always done,
You're still not going to know,

If you're alright,
Because you'll have no reference,
To yourself, other than what you've always been,
Which is an untrustworthy lens.

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Any Way Maybe

Everyday that's wasted,
In your journey to your bliss,
Could be the one that guarantees,
That it's missed,

And you can never know what's a waste,
Because you can't anticipate which path,
Is the shortest to your ultimate goal,
And you don't really want what it has,

Until your final moments. What you want,
Is it on the horizon,
So you can live that moment before success,
And not the disappointment of acquisition.

And it's alright,
Maybe there's another goal after that,
Though, do you really want to live again,
After learning living demands all that?

Saturday, September 25, 2010

In Touch

What you fail to get,
Is that no matter where you are,
The relationship between yourself and the world,
Is hardwired,

And will not change with your environment,
Without some physical adjustment,
To what you know to be what there is,
No matter what you thought it meant,

When you were told that you will never get it,
Or was it, that you have to wait your turn?
Which for you can mean the same thing,
Because you're sure,

That you're alright,
It's every body else,
And success has nothing to do with them,
And only with yourself.

Friday, September 24, 2010


Aging is not a something,
Or a state of mind,
It's the only thing that you can call,
Reality of any kind,

And you can hold on to whatever you wish,
But if it's days gone by,
The grasp does not limit the distance,
Measured by the ruler of time,

Who makes no exception for anyone,
Who wrinkles your skin and melts your brain,
No matter how much you act like a child,
The results are always the same.

And it's alright,
However you treat it makes no difference,
Among the countless others doing the same,
And the quickly coming infinite

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Our Universal Belief

One bite at a time,
That's how you eat an elephant,
Of course, if you only have a day to do it,
You're in a predicament,

That can leave you feeling overwhelmed.
But why would you ever agree,
To something so impossible,
When life should be so free?

When life is so short, oh wait it must,
Have something to do with money,
Which, when you have it, again, in turn,
Helps you to be more free.

But that's not alright,
How we take on chains to be rid of them,
Infusing value where there isn't any,
Except when we are in unison.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

All or Nothing

Lay it on the table,
As you see it,
Even if it's layered with interpretations,
That obfuscate it,

In ways the others would not have imagined,
There are two things that could happen:
The revelation of your genious,
Or a demotion.

In the esteen previously awarded you,
But that is really no thing,
Because before this little experience,
You had no inkling,

Whether you were alright,
Or getting screwed,
Because you were too much in your own head,
Not knowing how you were being viewed.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Why Risk It?

Risk is not a bad thing,
The only thing about it,
Is for it to be properly risk,
You've got to leave something not unfit,

With who you are, in fact it could be quite good,
And you may never get it back,
And what you have to gain could be much less,
Though it could be fantast-ic.

But either way, there's the move, itself,
At the point between loss and potential gain,
Which can only be lived for a moment,
And is why risk is often attained.

Because, to be alright,
We all have to feel like we're living,
Which has nothing to do with comfort,
Despite the common way of thinking.

Monday, September 20, 2010

On The Cusp

Everything's on the cusp,
And that's just what you want,
For as long as you can,
As long as there's still water in your cup,

As long what you've already got,
Is enviable by others,
Because people rarely want to give you a chance,
Unless you come from a good mother.

And it's alright,
If you don't have much to work with,
Just pretend you've got a lot going on,
And that usually does it.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

The Best Of You

It is not very hard,
To feel extremely I'll,
Whether from some internal wrong,
Or rooted in how you feel,

Because of something that you have done,
But haven't quite come to terms,
With how it fits in your general view,
Of how the world works,

Because we are all at least two people:
Who we are and who we want to be,
And they alternate so often,
It's hard to see,

Which is alright,
Or rather, alright with everyone else,
Because we'll get away with what we can,
To maximize ourselves.<\blockquote>

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Sure and Steady

How do you get it all done,
Without the power of ten men,
While others around you seem to coast through life,
With a little acumen,

And a lot of accomplishment?
Well, have you ever been inside,
Their bodies to experience their intensity,
And feel what it is like?

And have you ever stopped to consider,
How little it might actually take,
By being sure and steady, like the turtle,
To win the race,

And not only be alright,
But surpass your fellow human beings?
Maybe you just need that thought in your head,
To actualize the possibility.<\blockquote>

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Wrench

Sometimes things just happen,
That put a wrench in the works,
And you have to decide if you'll use that wrench,
Or let it make you berserk,

If you are even able to think that way,
For many things can contribute to,
Lacking the capacity to adapt,
And let me list some of them for you:

Nature and nurture really covers it all,
But more should be said about the latter,
Parenting and environment are key,
And societal expectations, for that matter.

And it's alright,
If you can't even dislodge the wrench,
And have to live with it.
Eventually, it becomes a cinch.<\blockquote>

Sunday, September 12, 2010

A Lesson Learned

A fall from grace isn't fun.
It takes a lot of humility,
And acknowledgement of your failures,
To even be reality.

For don't underestimate the power of denial,
Because, though perception isn't everything,
It is for the purpose of your existence,
And infuses all meaning,

With what you choose to believe,
Whether right or wrong,
Whether diametrically opposed to the truth,
Or aching for a revolution.

And it's alright,
To come to terms with your shortcomings,
But don't do it without observing others'
Or you'll be left with the wrong teachings.<\blockquote>

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Today, You Can Rest

Yes, this one is for you,
Who thinks so much of yourself,
That your insecurity leads you to proclaim,
Mastery over everyone else,

And make claims about your abilities,
That simply aren't true,
And run away in the midst of failure,
So it doesn't seem like it's 'cause of you,

And make no qualms about stealing from others,
As if it was your right,
Imagining that they will all forgive you,
When they finally witness your height,

Which won't happen, alright?
For everyone will find you out,
Because no man can hide his true nature,
When he's as mentally deranged as yourself.

Friday, September 10, 2010


You need to have lots going on,
Always and at all times,
To increase the chance of one of those things,
Producing a vine,

That then produces the fruit,
Of your labor, that then may,
Nourish you enough to plant more seeds,
Nourished by the rain,

Which is the downfall precipitated by the,
Tears of joy that rise up to the sky,
By the heat of the growth of the seeds,
Turning into vines.

And you will be alright,
As long as you continue to plant,
And harvest and cry and cultivate,
Instead of working for the man.<\blockquote>

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Money's Not Working

If money is the thing,
That concerns you most,
Then money will be the thing that topples you,
Whether or not anyone knows,

Whether you have more than you can use,
Or are wallowing in debt,
See how this invisible power,
Overwhelms your sense?

And, really, it's not all that unimportant,
Even now it's changing hands,
In ways that affect your daily life,
Like only money can.

But it's alright,
Everyone, is in debt,
And everyone can overcome it,
By forgetting that it exists.<\blockquote>

Tuesday, September 07, 2010

At The Playground

When you're old enough to know better,
You still cannot escape your self,
When you were given no choice,
Of how much clout you held,

In the eyes of your so-called peers.
Kids can be so cruel,
And now they're still just as old as you,
Running the world,

While you are still a scared child,
Because we learn about life,
Far before we're allowed to live in it,
And far before people learn to be nice.

So, it's alright,
If you never amount to anything,
That's how you were programmed to be,
Before you were told you had to make a living.<\blockquote>

Sunday, September 05, 2010


Is there enough food for everyone?
Even if there is,
And it is just unfairly distributed,
We're all getting close to famine,

Whether because the ingenuity humans have used,
In creating food outside of Nature,
Falls under the weight of sheer demand,
Which exceeds our capacity, for sure,

Or Nature, herself, turns on our assumptions,
Which we use for all our technology,
That certain things will remain the same,
No matter how we whack and weed.

And it's alright,
There will always be a few of us left,
To start again from the beginning.
If not, we would be bereft.

Friday, September 03, 2010

It's Over

I know trouble's a brewing,
When I hear that timber in your voice,
Saying it's time to give it all up,
And there is no choice,

For that moment because there is no changing,
What you feel,
Just as there's no way of altering your reaction,
When you leap from flying to where you kneel.

But I have learned through experience,
That such landings are simply to prepare,
Weary bones and knotted muscles,
For another leap into the air,

Because you're alright,
No matter how you seem,
The fire without comes from the fire within,
And I'm honored that you've let me in.<\blockquote>


Yes, you can change your mind,
On even the most important things,
Though, to say 'change' is kind of like,
Saying that the weather's changing,

When it has more to do with your location,
In relation to it.
Spend your life following the sun,
And your days will never be tainted,

Though, you will also always have your head up,
And not notice the changing terrain,
Which, again, isn't really changing at all,
Just like your brain,

So, let's recap, alright?
Go ahead and follow your heart,
Because the mind only exists for it,
And makes no judgement on how flighty you are.<\blockquote>

Thursday, September 02, 2010

What You Want

Maybe what you want,
Is closer than you think,
And not in the direction,
You are heading,

Or thinking of heading, because the promise seems,
To be coming from someplace,
You've never been, and have no idea,
Whether it's just a chase,

After the same thing you think's not here,
That is actually just waiting,
For you to pluck it, do you understand,
What I am saying?

That it's alright,
If you stay put,
And try to get what you want where you are.
Most people miss what is just under foot.<\blockquote>

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Baby Steps

You don't really understand,
The nature of momentum,
If you're asking it to exist instantaneously,
To actuate your love,

For laws are not different
From one thing to the next,,
You may as well ask someone to leap to the sun,
In one step,

And live there and call you daily,
And fulfill your every fantasy,
Until you grow tired of the admiration,
And predictability.

And it's alright,
No one's angry at you,
Just understand that the world is large,
And everyone's got things to do.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Your Dreams Come True

Every moment's precious,
So why does it seem,
That you have wasted,
So many in a drunken revery?

Until you've reached that moment when you can say,
"I finally have it all,"
The thought that any should be spent on leisure,
Defies any logic, at all.

And that you don't know when you'll leave this earth,
And so, must make the most of it,
Only argues for living true to yourself,
Which means, knowing your deepest secret,

To what makes you alright,
Which has nothing to do with debauchery,
And everything with where your mind goes,
When it is naturally free.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Your Dream

You only need great foresight,
And determination,
And the freedom to do very hard work,
If you want success in this nation,

And a certain amount of privilege,
And support from those around you,
And luck, and you have to be a nice person,
Well that last one is not true,

And who wouldn't want there to be some kind of chance,
To have the chance to fulfill her dreams,
And have the time to,
Enjoy all that means?

So, it's alright,
Distract yourself all you'd like,
It won't help you get what you want,
Or aid you in your fight.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Your Dreams Will Come True

Things will never happen,
As you imagine they will,
Unless you can imagine outside of time,
And not acknowledge events until,

They conform to your ultimate wishes,
Which, let's be honest, they never will,
So that your dreams are always on the horizon,
Promising realization until,

Your dreams change, or you leave this earth,
Both scenarios guaranteed by your will,
The former prescribed by the changing world,
The latter not on your mind until,

Your final moment, alright?
That's when it all will,
Be clear for the eternity you live it,

Friday, August 27, 2010


What makes someone passionate,
About something?
It must speak to her deepest desire,
For self-actuating,

For even a selfless act is done by someone,
Who has something to gain by it,
That is wholly personal,
Isn't it?

And it's not to say this is a bad thing,
For just as Hume says,
It's those actions most lauded that help others,
Regardless of the motives.

And it's alright,
Sometimes the actions help no one,
Not even the person carrying them out,
Other than giving them an obscure dominion.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

There's No Way Out

When you're feeling that way,
Don't dwell on it too long,
Or try to understand it as it passes,
Because there's nothing wrong,

With saying nothing, and knowing nothing,
As long as you keep it inside,
Because outside's no place for not pretending,
There's lots to know, and you're the most knowing guy.

And that's all to say that nobody's perfect,
And many really just don't care,
Because their own insecurities make,
Anything else, something they could not bear.

But it's alright,
Because eventually you have to,
Forget it all, if just for a moment,
Just to remind yourself what you want to do.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

You'll Be Alright

It is very easy,
To feel over your head,
In situations foreign to you,
And to stay put, instead.

But it really only has to do,
With the language people speak,
And if you could match your own words with theirs,
You'd find it really easy,

Or at least familiar, for it might be,
That you don't do very well,
In your own language, anyway,
And that will ultimately tell,

How you'll be alright,
Or not so much,
In any given situation,
Not counting your general luck.

Monday, August 23, 2010


Patience my child,
All things in their time,
And in the interim, prepare thyself,
For even more than for which you whine,

For opportunity never arrives,
Unlike a watched pot,
Unless you are looking out for it,
And if you aren't, then it simply will not,

And when it does, that's not the end of it,
But the time when you must grab on,
And learn the meaning of life itself,
Which is momentum.

And it's alright,
If you prefer to let life go by,
And focus instead on focusing on,
The sterile question of 'why?'.

Sunday, August 22, 2010


There are moments in your existence,
Outside of everything else,
Outside of time and relevance,
And outside of your self,

When you can look in on,
Where you're at,
And assess if you've achieved,

You ultimately want,
If you know what that is,
Or learn actually,
Your dreams.

And it's alright,
Even if you are distracted,
As long as you get something done,
At least you acted.

Friday, August 20, 2010

Is Life Tenuous?

Is life tenuous?
You better bet it is.
Like the weather on the east coast,
Wait five minutes if you don't like it,

And wait a moment if you think,
Others aren't thinking right,
And introduce someone new to them,
And get ready for quite a sight,

Of transformation, because no one isn't,
Unaffected by someone else.
Just seeing further proof of other beings,
Affects the strength of one's self.

And it's alright,
You can just become a hermit,
And fill your world with what you think it is,
And you may be able to rule it.

Finally See

There is a privileged station,
If you can find it,
With someone else that makes their insanity,
Very well fitted,

To progress and success and closeness,
Unlike what you experience,
With those fuckers who yell at you first,
Before attempting courteousness.

And once you realize that all it takes,
Is forgetting the ego that,
Demands that others treat you with respect,
There is much more that you get,

Like finally feeling alright,
With someone else,
Because you know no matter what they say,
It's not directed at your self.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

To The Future

What a lucky situation,
Facing life with you,
And navigating all of its pitfalls,
Threatening what we want to do,

Which is mold it to our vision,
A hybrid of both,
The beauty you create with your movements,
And my obliviousness as I coast,

And one day, after all of the stress,
And the hard work needed for the task,
Of early retirement and personal fulfillment,
We will finally get to ask,

Are we alright,
Now that we have what we want?
You a business, and me, just your love,
In a hammock, basking in the sun.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Getting What You Want

Yes, the are different kinds of people,
With different desires,
Grounded in different soil, satisfied by,
Varied fires,

Like passion, possession, or esteem,
To name only three,
And navigating your own unique needs,
Among these varieties,

Demands a knowledge beyond yourself,
Into the soul of those,
Who would impede your progress,
Towards your specific goals.

And it's alright,
If you find this hard to do,
Just don't trust anyone,
And assume the best of all around you.

Monday, August 16, 2010

Too Fast

I want you to stay,
No matter the price,
Whether it means immediate death,
Or that I have to play nice,

And be someone I'm definitely not,
Or that I have to tell the truth,
About everything about my life,
Because I love you.

But if you have to go, I guess there's no,
Onus on me,
Which is attractive beyond love,
And appeals to my ego's susceptibility.

And it's alright,
Either way,
I'm a professional at making the best of things,
And make it a better day.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Secret Again

The moment is always now,
The time to get it done,
Just like the people gaining success now,
Haven't just begun,

But worked hard behind the scenes many years,
And yes, they needed some luck,
Which alone does nothing at all,
And rarely comes without some pluck,

But, of course, there's the question of happiness,
And personal fulfillment,
Which for some has nothing to do with success,
And everything to do with contentment,

Which are the same thing, alright?
Someone has to understand this:
Life's not about fame and fortune,
Fame and fortune's about personal bliss.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Your Impossible Journey

It may never happen,
Exactly as you would dream,
But nothing does, just like nothing,
Is exactly as it seems,

And nothing teaches you exactly what,
It intended to,
Because all teachings have a hidden motive,
To control you,

But you are uncontrollable,
Because you are an impossible being,
Living in an impossible world,
Filled with impossible fiends.

But it's alright,
Really it is,
Because everyone's in the same impossible boat,
Feeling just as nausious.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Universal Reference

There is no reference,
Sufficiently neutral,
Or familiar to enough people,
To be communal,

Unless it's the nervousness of seeing someone,
Who you believe means you harm,
Or the excitement of nearing,
An unrequited loved one,

Or feeling anger of any kind,
Towards one's family,
Who teaches us all of the caustic emotions,
And how our reactions should be.

But it's alright,
If you're unfamiliar with all of this,
Because you're a psychopathic orphan,
And so, in these ways, don't exist.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

On The Go

Why did we ever,
Stop ourselves from what,
Every atom in our body tells us,
It's definitely not a not,

But intuitive like breathing,
Not to minimize it,
But all other things equal,
And senses heightened,

No reason could persuade an animal,
Or you,
From doing what comes natural,
No matter what you do.

And it's alright,
If you want to deny all this,
It only gives you a different existence,
From your body's every wish.


When you've had enough,
And no pop reference fits here,
But you don't want to throw it all away,
Out of fear,

Of what you will do then, just as if,
You were born again,
Except instead of being helpless and naïve,
You have experience and motion,

And friends and money and a better idea,
Of who you are,
Than when you couldn't even feed yourself,
Which isn't again very far,

Then to be alright,
You have to be true to yourself,
And if you don't know who that is,
Then you're being true to someone else.

Monday, August 09, 2010


That's what you always said,
But, there's so much difference,
Between what there can actually be,
And what you think in your head,

And what people would actually want to do,
If given the chance.
You wonder why they aren't doing what you want,
And giving you a chance.

But you should have learned long ago,
Even in your dreams,
That chance is something that happens to you,
Once you've created your own means.

Oh, it's alright,
Just let it ride,
And continue with your attitude,
And your unforgiving side.

Sunday, August 08, 2010

The Clarity

What you see's not what,
There really is,
It's what has been given to you,
As what exists,

And it always will be, even though,
You may not see it that way,
And want to start again,
By throwing it all away,

Which you can never do,
But you already know that,
Because you are a multiple-layered person,
An undeniable fact.

And it's alright,
It doesn't mean you can't start again,
You'll just have to bring along your past,
As a companion.

Friday, August 06, 2010

To Change

If you're in transition,
And it's not going well,
Because you're split in two between who you are,
And who you'll be eventual-ly,

Concentrate on the future,
But don't ignore the past,
And burn bridges, not that you'll want to return,
But allow others to pass,

And assist you in your new adventure,
Because everyone needs help,
And arriving somewhere new with no friends,
Is how most failures fell.

And it's alright,
If some people refuse to go,
With you because they're afraid of change.
That's a sign of future failure, too, you know.

Tuesday, August 03, 2010


If it's going to happen,
It better happen now,
Because you're not getting any younger,
And life doesn't explain how,

To do it, so you are on your own,
Struggling to find a way,
To marry passion with survival,
As if it should be any other way,

And until you do, you' re looking at others,
Who seem to get it,
And are happy as clams, while you,
Continue flabbergasted.

And it's alright,
There's still plenty of time,
If you consider that it only takes a moment,
To realize that it will all be fine.

Sunday, August 01, 2010

Whatever You Want

There Is always something,
Waiting to undo,
Everything you have built up until now,
And mean so much to you.

And the cause of this can be one of so many,
Causes caused by so much:
Things you've done, and things that happened to you,
That you have nothing to do with, as such.

And so, what is it you do,
That can contribute to this?
Almost anything, good or bad,
So you may as well chase your bliss.

And so it's alright,
To do what others deem,
Things that violate morality?
It would seem.

Friday, July 30, 2010

Raisin D'etre

You have to follow your heart,
You just have to,
Because no matter where you end up,
You have to feel like you,

Or else you'll always be looking for
The meaning of it all,
And by that I mean of yourself,
Because that's all anything can be called,

That exists, alright?
I'm not talking about the mystery,
Of what's going to happen next.
That is just life's reason to be.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Double Rainbow

It is just amazing,
What one can live through,
Both challenges they thought were impossible,
And sins they thought they'd never do,

But experience is a different kind,
Of knowing in this realm,
Where we are born into we know not what,
And we know not who is at the helm.

And if you can manage to do without,
Those feelings that are the result of,
Being told certain things are wrong,
While still being able to love,

Then you'll be alright,
Maybe even the best,
Among these other humans who persist,
In giving an answer that is only a guess.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Justify It

Which one is it?
Are you tired or ashamed,
For what you've done and what it looks like,
That you'll just be doing the same,

Day in and day out, except for those moments,
You've really broken the mold,
And done what no one would expect you to,
And certainly not what you've been told.

And in some cases, it is really bad,
And in others, fantastical,
And you don't know which it will be until you've done it,
Which is the way of the world.

And it's alright,
If some things turn your world upside-down.
It was upside-down to begin with,
So, you've really just come back around.

Thursday, July 22, 2010


No matter how good things are,
Prepare for the worst,
Because the real causes of all your success,
Are not what you think of first,

Unless, you think first of extreme luck,
And hidden actors behind the scenes,
Both wishing for you to benefit,
And to ride the coattails of your dreams,

And those same people willl quickly turn,
If they perceive a loss in their own fortune,
And fortune, itself, plays no favorites,
So that luck can easily be ruin.

But it's alright,
We make our own luck,
By being open to every chance,
And keeping our chin up.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Are You Depressed?

Once you've really realized,
What it is you want to do,
Within the circumstance you find yourself in,
And the limitations within you,

And orient yourself in such a way,
That you can ignore,
That you must compromise who you are,
No matter where you go,

And eventually you will get tired,
Because our natural state,
Is one of acceptance, if there is no threat,
So that we can hibernate,

And pretend everything's alright,
And, actually it is,
As long as you're alive, there is still hope,
For a meaningful existence.

Monday, July 19, 2010

The Art of Confidence

How quickly life can change,
From understood, to underwhelmed,
From having all that you could ever want,
To feeling like you're in hell,

And if you are as confident as the tides,
Be sure that you will soon feel,
That everyone has your number,
And are just waiting for the chance to reveal,

Your greatest weaknesses or shameful moments,
Because no one is immune,
To the laws of nature, just like the tides,
Are the slave to the moon.

But it's alright,
If you remember that is the case,
And make everyone else feel like they are nothing,
In order to maintain a secure place.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Welcome to Yourself

Okay, here's the final answer,
For up to this moment:
Everything you've done up to this point,
Is sunk and already spent,

And what that means is you must deal with what,
You don't necessarily like,
About your actions and yourself,
At which point you might,

Accept that those things of which you are not proud,
Were not done by someone else.
They were done by you, and only you.
Now, accept yourself.

Now it's alright,
It's just what it is,
And despite how people tried to raise you,
You've discovered what actually exists.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

What You Want

This is the thing with cooperation,
You need it for things to work,
The way you want, but there is always,
A way to shirk,

Responsibility, and go alone,
And just work with what you've got.
If you can't find it, grind it, that's the way,
To get what you've sought,

And if others say to you,
Or about you, that you are not right,
When you are only taking care of yourself,
Then you just might,

Be alright,
Because it only goes to show,
That you can't really get what you want,
Without finding enemies as you go.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Figure It Out

When something is over,
Except for the imprint,
Of the thoughts and memories that it left,
And what actually exists,

Then you can review them, but that's not what,
It actually was.
It's a whole other experience,

Everything actually is,
Isn't that deep?
No? Then, consider for one more moment,
What you experience when you sleep.

And then, alright,
Think about what you just thought about.
Which of the four was more real than the rest?
Then write a book, when you figure it out.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010


There's nothing you can't do,
Positive thinking is the key,
And faith,
In your fellow human being.

And when you're feeling unsure,
In yourself,
Curl up in a little ball,
And retract into your shell,

Until the moment that you realize,
That the only enemies,
Are the thoughts in your own head,
Telling you that there's some key,

To being alright,
Because there is,
And it's to not search for any key,
But, to just live.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Next Moment

When something's almost over,
But there's still shit to get done,
Though, it doesn't look it to,

And there're two worlds begging for,
Your attention,
One wanting to continue on,
The other vying for position,

Vying for the opportunity,
To be all you have,
So you have nothing left to live for,
If it doesn't come to pass.

And it's alright,
You just have to remember,
That every moment offers something new,
It's all about your sight's filter.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

As The World Turns

To be made to be happy,
With the way the world turns,
Is the goal of every human,
And legislature,

The one to get through the day,
And the other to get away,
With giving a small proportion of the living,
A slightly easier day,

Though don't be fooled into thinking,
That something more can be said,
On this subject, like the will of god,
Because someone's already said he's dead,

Which is alright,
It's less about whether there's a god,
And more about being able to,
Talk of him as if heks got a bod.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

To Love

Yes, if you love something,
You've got to set it free,
Not so that it will come back to you,
But for your own sanity,

So that you don't just change it to yourself,
In your mind, as you perceive it,
And so that others can see its beauty as you do,
And help it be independent,

And give it a greater chance at survival,
And a network of help to raise it up,
For all to see, so that your own breast grows,
With every favorable opinion.

And it's alright,
As long as you have self-confidence,
You won't only have a stronger love,
But will become a greater amorent.

Friday, July 09, 2010


Any time you wonder,
If you got it alright,
Then take a moment, and take a nap,
Because you're aake in the light,

You're cooking in a ktichen,
Built in a cardboard box,
With faulty circuits,
Overloaded to the max,

And burning the candle at both ends,
Because if you weren't,
You'd know you're just the place you're meant to be,
And your fresh perspective is current.

And it's alright,
Living like your head's chopped off,
Until your bones start revolting with pain,
And you realize you live without love.

Thursday, July 08, 2010


Every day's a lost day,
Not even memory,
Of the good times is any replacement,
For real ectasy,

Or even pain, because the role of reminisince,
Is for comparison beyond all else,
For it's never done outside of the context,
Of the current state of the self,

And until you are fine with who you are,
There's no point in ever looking back,
For it will be for all of the wrong reasons,
And to focus on what you lack,

Which, to be alright,
You must look ahead,
Because that's where you will fulfill your dreams,
Rather than imagining a past, instead.

Tuesday, July 06, 2010


Just when things get better,
From dire straits,
You look around and realize that,
Maybe it's too late,

For things to go back to the way they were,
And you missed the opportunity,
To start a new life from your last mistake,
Or, so that's how you see,

Anything that threatens your way of life,
Because you get comfortable,
And think somehow you're where you oughta be,
Just because it's usual.

And it's alright,
You can always make the best,
Of a bad situation,
But it will never reach the idealest.

Monday, July 05, 2010

Not Until It's Gone

One day at a time,
And forget all the rest,
As anything that actually happened,

You start to think that you are what you've done,
Because what you've done is already gone,
And can't overcome what you are doing now,
As a new person.

And until you can completely separate,
From that person in the past,
The heartache and pleasure that no longer exists,
Will continue to last,

Which is alright,
If you are happy with where you've been,
And have no care to go anywhere else,
Until your ultimate ending.

Sunday, July 04, 2010

Uh Oh

The physical is the problem,
You'd never even know,
Anything was ever wrong,
Without the symptons that you show,

And of course, you'd have no reference,
For the thoughts in your head,
So in that way the outside world is good,
For helping you understand,

Your place in existence,
Though, you'll never get the best,
Of it, because it's impossible to find,
And the nastiest.

And it's alright,
You can only live on,
Even if you lose it all-
Well, that leads to destruction.

Saturday, July 03, 2010


How do you learn about yourself,
And how you react in a situation,
Without actually doing it,
To test your consience,

And your resilience and your view of the world,
And your opinion of its origin,
And those around you and how they respect,
No excuses for how you're livin'?

You don't live long,
Unless you create these challenges,
That put into doubt the way you live life,
And the things already mentioned.

And it's alright,
If you end up living more than one life.
You've just doubled your existence,
And bought yourself more time.

Friday, July 02, 2010

Never Again

What you permit, you promote,
And what you do, you can't take back,
Even if you can act like it never happened,
It remains as a fact,

Even of no one ever knows,
You will, yourself,
And you can never, never predict,
Your future mental health.

And this is the responsibility,
You have avery single moment,
You exist, and you exist,
Until you finally relent,

And say, "alright",
I will never do that again,
And bury it deep, deep inside,
Of my tormented head.

Thursday, July 01, 2010

How To Knwo What You're Doing

It's never a given
How people will act,
Even if they assure you in detail,
Before the fact,

Even if you know them inside and out,
Because it's guaranteed you won't,
Because people don't even know themselves,
And lie to themselves even when they're alone,

So what do you do?
How do you do what you want,
While ensuring you aren't,
Hurting those you wouldn't,

Want to be alright?
Here's a tip:
Make no excuses for what you do,
That's based on your instinct.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010


There is no real telling,
Of what you have on the go,
Which things are going to thrust you into a world,
In which you won't know,

How to act, it will be like being born,
All over again,
But with the benefit of knowing your past life.
That should be the goal of all humans,

Because, what else is there to hope for?
There's nothing else we are sure of in life,
Other than birth, taxes and death,
And our self-sight.

But it's alright,
If you only want to life once,
It's just a life without the benefit of learning,
And that is still an existence.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

The Shelter

All those moments you're waiting for,
Will never come,
Unless you are one in a million,
And then only once,

And while you're waiting there are many more,
That you could never have foretold,
And that you will probably miss as you search,
For what will destroy you more.

And not to mention the horizon,
Of possibility,
That is always open to you,
If you open your eyes to see.

And it's alright,
You can live your whole life never in the know,
And not know what you're missing.
That's how most lives go.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

Making It.

When it rains, it pours,
Have you heard that before?
Which means that perception's just waiting for the chance,
To soar,

And show you its power in the face of,
What seems like a given thing,
Like circumstances and barriers,
And other peoples' feelings.

But what happens when you are ready to go,
And you have everything in place?
Well, others recognize the power you have,
And tries to tag along for the race.

And that's alright,
You need them to succeed.
No one's an island or can live in a vacuum,
Unless they live in a house for the insane.

Friday, June 25, 2010

The Waves

It's amazing how quickly things change,
In this unannounced place,
Where trees lose their leaves at the drop of a hat,
And dogs and cats arbitrarily have names,

Where we can be best of friends one moment,
And less than friends in the next,
And the whole time share love for each other.
And none of that's even related to sex.

Where all of our worries can immediately shed,
At the destruction of a town,
By mother nature, who doesn't really care,
About the stresses that are getting us down.

And then it's alright,
It always is at some time,
Before our world is disrupted again,
And then again, it all seems just find.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Keeping Up

Just keep on truckin',
And if you find that you can't go fast,
And everyone is just passing you buy,
While you only react,

And their exhaust just slows you down,
And the thought that,
In their eyes, you're not worth as much,
That's when it's time to act,

And maybe try a different tack,
And a different way of giving,
Doing what you actually like to do,
Instead of what gives you a living.

And it's alright,
If it takes a couple different lives,
To actually get it back,
You have more than you realize.

Monday, June 21, 2010


You cannot rush things,
Everything has its time,
But you cannot also just let them happen,
Because there is a very fine line,

Between nature taking its place,
And doing what we do best,
Which is manipulating nature's ways.
That's what separates us from the rest,

Of animals, on this planet,
And each other,
Because while I'm able to defy laws,
You must not interfere.

And it's alright,
You can join me sometime,
Of course, you'll want to break your own rules,
Instead of mine.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Wake Up

If you are one of those people,
Prone to variations of moods,
So that one day you're on top of the world,
And the next, you've go a different attitude,

About what you've done and where you've come from,
And what you've got to show for it all.
Life is such an unexplainable thing,
The switch isn't unusual.

Yet, there are some who it just seems,
Are not phased by the ups and downs.
Of course, if you were privy to their minds,
Your own would probably go to the lost and found.

And it's alright,
Every mood passes,
And if it doesn't, then you're insane anyway,
And will be in science approved classes.

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Staying the Path

It is very easy,
To find yourself in a different life,
Doing things you never thought you would,
For any price.

But it's the nature of what we don't know,
That we don't know a lot,
And with such an unknown circumstance,
It's easy to get lost.

So how do you find your way back to the path,
Where things were not old, but certainly familiar?
Just be yourself, and those around you will know,
Whether you belong or not, for sure.

Then just wander, alright?
Because you will eventually find,
Those wandering as aimlessly as you,
But who have a similar life.

What He Really Thinlks

It's not that easy,
To say what you feel,
Nevermind trying to say it in some way,
That's pleasant to the ear,

Because, let's be honest with each other,
Is there really any link,
Between what you say to other people,
And what you really think?

And that's alright because the real purpose of language,
Is not to communicate.
That's a misconception evolved to hide,
Our nonverbal expressions of hate.

And it's alright,
Really, I swear it is,
Don't mind me fucking you where the sun don't shine,
That's not truly representative.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010


When you have the chance,
To do whatever you want,
What will you do with those precious moments,
That you couldn't?

Will you suddenly be productive,
And complete the projects of your dreams,
Or reconnect with all of those people,
You had to eventually leave,

Or help others that don't have the time,
Or means to help themselves,
Or, more likely, will you fill you body,
With the spirits from the shelves?

It's alright,
All of these things,
Have the same impact on the world,
In the grand scheme of things.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

The Spots

Things always get resolved,
Time sees to that,
The question is will you benefit in the end,
Or miss out by not trying to act,

And just observing? Because that is easy,
And yet, does not add to quality of life,
Or the ability to look back on it,
And say you didn't give up without a fight.

But it's all style, and that is set pretty early,
You can't change the colour of your spots,
Though, you could take a look at yourself,
And decide if you're using all of them or not.

And it's alright,
The only one in the world will know,
If you are truly happy or disappointed,
In how you lived your life, when you go.

Monday, June 14, 2010


You will come to the realization at some point,
That things aren't quite like,
The way the imagined they would be,
When you reached this height,

Of age, but not stature, and that's the reason,
So many stories cover,
The lives of people who haven't quite made it,
And consider their chances over,

But all that means is they don't believe,
Their own interpretation of reality,
And need ro be honest with their self,
And ignore what others are thinking.

And it's alright,
And much easier to say all these things,
Than to do them, and again that's just a guage,
Of the truth with which you are living.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

No Goals

Every day is a lost day,
You will never see again,
Except in your memories,
While you waste more time, my friend,

And thinking about how things might be,
Is slightly more useful for your life.
Done day you might have everything that you want.
Wouldn't that be nice?

But in the moment, you are guaranteed,
That you aren't missing anything,
If you are actually experiencing it.
And living.

And it's alright,
If people say you need goals,
Just keep on doing what you really like,
And you'll realize joys most people will never know.

Saturday, June 12, 2010


You don't have to be afraid,
Of losing all you have.
Possession is such an etherial thing,
It could only be invented by humans.

And when you unburden yourself,
Of the anxiety of keeping,
You will find you are richer than,
Your wildest dreams,

Because then you have all the room,
You ever wanted to fill with what you want,
In the horizon of possibility,
On the road to having a lot.

And it's alright,
If by everyone else's guage,
You are a homeless free-loader.
They're just burdened by the house that is still unpaid.

Friday, June 11, 2010


How many times do you have to,
Think it to realize,
That you have to know and work for want you want,
Because people aren't nice,

And aren't looking to help you out,
Unless it will help them,
No exceptions to this rule,
Even when you think different,

Because there is no ultimate reference,
For what we're doing here except ourselves,
Because ultimately that's all you know,
And you want to take care of that before all else.

And that's alright,
No one expects any different,
And if you can do it and still seem unselfish,
Then you've mastered the art of living.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Do Or Die

In some ways it's so easy,
To just do it,
Onve you've leapt and you have no choice,
But to sink or swim,

And yet that leap often takes a push,
And unless you have your eyes open,
You break your neck with nothing much gained,
And no interest in starting again,

But the potential benefits,
Of that leap versus staying put,
Doing the things that come easiest,
Is surely worth the risk that you took.

And it's alright,
If you just want to do what you've done,
And ask no more of life but what it's handed you.
If. that's your decision.

Monday, June 07, 2010

Some Day

Some people are just hard-luck cases,
For whatever reason,
Whether they bring ill-fortune upon themselves,
By coming to the conclusion,

That they are undeserving of success,
For a one of a myriad of excuses,
Or they really are cursed by some outside force,
That renders them useless,

Which brings us to the question everyone asks,
At some point in their life:
Should I just do what my heart desires,
Or succumb to my present strife?

And it's alright,
No matter what you decide,
Just beware of those whose hearts tell them to,
Take advantage of those are without a guide.

Saturday, June 05, 2010

Still Time

You will always get depressed,
If you have any inkling,
That what there is isn't what there has to be,

And that your actions in the past,
Somehow led to where you are today,
Even though things cannot be any different,
Because they're just that way,

And as more time passes you start to think,
That the possible routes are far less,
In addition to the always-present one,
Of instant death.

And it's alright,
They're still infinite,
Maybe just the most likely ones,
Are becoming more and more morbid.

Friday, June 04, 2010

How to Overcome

A day can change everything,
For better or for worse,
Thank god there's another one after,
Or, simply, a hearse,

Or, simply, it's time to abandon,
The way you've been living so far.
Leave the paperwork, shovel or drugs,
Bitterness, love or car,

Schedule a brighter kind of existence,
Disregarding what society wants:
Obedience and self-bondage,
To keep you from resistance.

Yes, yes, alright,
It's not as easy as that.
This requires courage and imagination,
Two things humans generally lack.

Thursday, June 03, 2010


You're like the internet,
Amazing, but,
In five years what you are now,
Won't seem like much,

You have so far to go and so much potential,
It makes tears fall from my eyes,
Thinking about all you could be,
And all you could realize,

And also all you could fail to do,
And how you could ruin everything,
Because no matter how good your intentions,
You're lack of experience supercedes,

You being alright,
It only takes one moment,
Of poor judgement to end it all,
And be another statistic.