Pull the Weeds

Seed the truth

With loads of premium ice

Low and cold

Freezing

Sing out in imperfect harmony

Rung out from a towering bell

A momentous part of me

Drinking a cup of hot coffee

Seed the what is true

Pull what is not

Hands and Mind Pace

If these fingers could type

A million words a minute

Would my mod outpace the pace

Of my hands

Or my hands outpace the mind

In full times the mind grows

In fruitless times the mind wanders

So I am spending hours wondering

At what rate will my hands outpace my mind

Whole Intentions

Whole intentions 

Viewer retention

I have lost my connection

To popular direction

So I sit with pen in hand

Coffee at side

Seems this detour was more than

A simple joy ride

Roses and palm trees

Laced with every temptation

How could we resist

A simple will of gratification

Stand and sit

Sleep and rest

So it again

Resilience is our test

Venice Coffee

Coffee in Venice

On the streets of LA

Caffeine buzz on the way

Open skies from open industrial canyons

Wall brushed with soft crayons

A mix of intellectual and visual

Harmonies 

In lines of different tones and colors

Every world represented here

Music bass traps through the hall

While baristas subtlety call

The next customer 

Transaction 

To your complete

Satisfaction

Brawny Winter Night

A brawny evening

Bold with winter folds

Cold

Unnerved

Holidays season is upon us

Yet this year there lacks a certain

Gusto

Who knows

Maybe it’s me

Maybe it’s the weather

Whether or not it is me

Or the other

The season of change is upon us it seems

Ready to brake at the seems

What it all seems is

Off

Just another brawny winter night

Keep the Car Running

Keep the car running

The faucet draining

Keep on keeping on with

What I have been wasting

In moments of reflection

Why do I put up these guards of

Protection

When I am the problem

And the solution

All in one small mind

Or large conclusion

Sturdy and Venomous

The whimsical x-ray of our society

Has revealed a great deity

Venomous and toxic

Leaving the trace of a blown rocket

We used this messed up world

To project our problems into one being

Manifested into our new destiny

Smiling he rode in on white horses

The whole world overthrew me

But I will find steady ground

I will polish my smiling face

I will bandage my wounds and move on

This is the primary focus of the race

It’s not how we celebrate

But how when we see the face

From behind the facade

How we pick ourselves up from the dirty ground

Maybe it was our fault in the first

There is no faith to be put in humanity

We return certainly

To realize it was my own hope that let me down

Battered and on the ground

I pick myself up

And begin the hope anew

Just in something new

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.

 

 

11:57

11:57 The clock reads

Momentary and sedentary

I return to the road

We travel so often

Yet so unfamiliar

Unusual

The hope of unity

A collection of ideas

Almost perfect

But perfect in its imperfections

It has beauty despite moments

Of Lack of direction

Proceed on our journey

To find people

To share moments and peace

This is my idea to bring