Goodnight lights
Off to bed
Stories of the day
Drift off in my head
Waltz away from worry
And into the night
Five deep breathes
Everything will be alright
Sleep Mantra
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Why Do This
What sense is it all to keep going
When the darkest seems to lie ahead
No way to get ahead
When my best just comes up short
When words fall in the wrong order
Or when I have no order at all
Why keep pushing on
Why keep writing
It helps deal with the overbearing burden
Of my own expectation
My own internal complications
Not for you
Not for pleasure
At most times just for my own good measure
So when I lay down
I can out gain my own expectations
That is the one hope I have
And giving up has no place in my heart
Life is short
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The Diagram of 2016 – How
Growing up in an extremely sheltered catholic midwestern household I was always taught some very simple “guidelines”. Whether it be good or bad this is the life I know. It was always God, Family, and Country. Whether it be right or wrong – that is yet a whole other discussion but today we realized something as a country and I did as an individual. These are the truths that we live by in 2016:
Sexism > Unity
Diversity > Sexism
Family > Diversity
Money > Family
Power > Money
God > Power
Greed > God
Trump > Greed
And here we are. This justifies all votes and support for the great devil when applied to this diagram. It is undisputable as I have debated and spoken with thousands of people over the last 9 months of my life. It makes how we got here so very simple. This is the truth as voted by our own fellow countrymen. If you study this diagram you will begin to see the problems we are faced with currently. I see this in the eyes of my own parents. The rest is just shit talk. They can say what they want, but these are the new principles by which my own family lives and a much larger population as a whole. I have devoted an entire year of my life, $30,000 in personal debts, and countless unpaid hours working to promote Unity in 2016. But the truth is I believe Unity is currently where I put it in the diagram: dead last. I understand this. I get it. People love to use their mouths instead of their wallets. They want to talk about power and money and how they can acquire it at all costs – this is the baby boomer generation. Consume, consume, consume, and shit on the rest. I challenge you to see where this diagram applies – to me it sums up 2016. For anyone overseas – may God be with us and protect us. We are in for a dark time in our countries history – I can see it in the eyes of the people.
The Sum of Us
Consume me fast
Consume me wild
Consume me across the miracle mile
Consume the waters
Along the east
Consume the land
For one big feast
Set your table
Pour your wine
Consume the world Devine
Heed no call for retention
In not one conversation
We will mention
That consumption is not the pinnacle
Why on earth
Would we be so cynical
Slaughter the cows and steal the berries
Worry not
The burden future generations now carry
Drill the oil and pull the gold
Wealth only goes to the strong and bold
Capitalize on every detail
Pack the ship
Set the sail
For we worry not of what we do today
We focus only on the day to day
For only a small minority would say
Is not our ground to conquer
The point of life is not the margin
We have more than humanity in common
We share what is now
And what is future
It is our commonplace
Our gathering table
For our generation and those that proceed
So let us be aware of every deed
There is more to life than capital pay
For some will have children
On this earth some day
That cause is greater than or equal to
The sum of us: me and you
Certainly Uncertain
We are not creatures of perfection
By nature
Or nurture
We are malleable in form
From start to finish
I struggle with my own imperfect humanity
Trying to make the best of what I have
Having not the best to give
Unmistakably mistaken
Poured just short of perfection
In times just the simple reflection
Lets me know
That I am imperfect
Certainly uncertain
For my known unknowns
Are what what make
Me
Remarkably
Human
Bigger Days
Bring on tomorrow
Today was long
With time borrowed
We move on
To bigger ideas
Motivations
Bigger days
Fallen Mind
Lay me down
So I can hold you
Feel you
Breathe you in
My Fallen mind
Is reeling
Hoping
To keep this in
World around
Is not helping
Or holding
These paper walls are thin
The other side
It is a hurry
A worry
What will
Tell the length of sin
Matters of the heart
Caring passion
Some thin skin
Holding hands
We can make it
Break it
Another life
Will come back again
Through the Cold
Oh we are trying to leave
Yea we’re trying to make our way
But we can’t
No we can’t no no no
Lord we can’t
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Turnpike turned all white
These semis turned upright
Lord keep me away
From these wicked roads today
Driving around
–
I’ve got time to burn
There is one thing I’ve learned
Holding on going on
Make my way through this song
I won’t take too long
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We shut lights out late
The snow won’t go away
Burnin candles in daylight
Makin’ me feel all right
In this winter cold
–
Oh I know
Oh, yes I know
It will be alright
I’ll hold
I’ll hold you close
Through the cold
–
Oh we are trying to go
Where this ole road, goes, rolls
Oh I know Oh I know
That’s there’s oh so long to go
With you
–
When I turned seventeen
So long ago it seems
27 I’ll make my way
Hear what mom and dad have to say
Bout me now
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We are going to find a life
On America’s east side
Good friends left behind
This was the only time
To get away
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Turn-in the countryside
For those city lights
A studio with some clothes
Good lord we got to go
And make it big
Our Selfish Nature
Are we really selfish from conception
We asks our mothers to give us life
From the moment of our inception
Taking nutrients blood and life
From deep inside
Of our mothers belly
Asking for oxygen and food
To be taken care of
Regardless of her mood
There is no waiting in beginning
Asking asking asking
Wondering how we will survive
How will our mothers keep us alive
So it makes me wonder
Was I born selfish
Is human nature itself intrinsically selfish
To take rather than to give
Is that the way we begin to live
I understand that life is freely given
By the one who creates us
Whether it be god you believe
Or the forces of nature
It has no relevance in this conversation
I want to ask
Are you selfish
Wanting a life to live and food to eat
Is that the core of the selfish life
Or is it pure survival instincts
We surely cannot sustain life without
It is our job then to destroy selfishness
In the end
To see it’s light burnt out
Dedicated to the last cause
Very devout
People begin
Some grow
Emotionally
Some grow
Old
Some grow
Selfish
Some grow
Cold
We may be born to our selfish ways
As we grow old it is our responsibility
To shed the selfish life for independence
Dignity and responsibility
And that is the way it should be
Mr. Dylan
The beginnings of a song about how it seems that peoples belief in song has died. It has gone away with our generation – not that it is a bad thing – but things are changing. If I had a chance this is what I would want to ask Dylan, Seeger, and Lennon. It is a work in progress but it will someday become a song. Cheers and enjoy.
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