Why must you torture me?
If only you would see how,
in me we could feel so complete.
You long for me as I lust for life.
It is as though your inner voice is
calling you to lesser speeds.
Abandon your reticence,
taste the desires you breed.
Give way to passion.
Accept the gift of bliss I give.
Be what is required to transcend all barriers
to your dreams.
I need your flame.
The lack of preparation for a final onslaught has cost me dearly.
I have fought the fine fight and lost the battle over my heart.
The failure in my defense is and always has been my weakest link,
the ever loving ever-lasting deeply soulful Purple Heart.
Many times I have obtained this badge of honor.
Unfortunately however I receive no glory with its reward.
To love and be loved is my holy grail.
This noble quest does elude me much like the precious elixir of life escapes the notice of modern man.
It is my own blood that has been derived from that of the phoenix and the dragon.
It is my own love that is the pearl hidden within my wine.
Once it spills the secrets revealed can no longer be hidden to the mysterious merchant,
who has drank of the waters.
All at once I am everything and nothing, blissful oblivion.
If I am fortunate enough to encounter the kindred then I too am infused with the light of life.
In my beloveds arms I both release and receive.
In the darkest of nights on the fullest of moons the most powerful of energies stirs amid the spring.
What has once died in the cold of winter is born again in the warmth of the May sun.
Alchemical creations gesticulate in the electrical conduits of time and space.
You have crossed many oceans in search of this moment and I have sailed seventy seas.
Now that my hearts eye has been opened I can no longer see.
For this dark merchant a warrior of roads must, proceed with his destiny.
Through the long and winding roads he bleeds.
This wanderer has plans his goals he must inevitably feed.
When he passes through this caldron again he will inevitably be drawn to pass through me.
I’VE BEEN STRIPPED DOWN
I’VE BEEN MISUSED
BEEN DAMAGED
BROKEN
BELITTLED AND CONFUSED
BEEN LIED TO
BEEN OPPRESSED
I HAVE BEEN BEATEN
BEEN STRESSED
AND THROUGH IT ALL I HAVE GAINED
THE STRENGTH I NEED JUST TO MAINTAIN
HOW CAN I DENY WHERE I HAVE BEEN
I CAN NOT DENY WHAT I’VE SEEN
I WILL NOT DENY WHAT I KNOW
I’LL NEVER DENY WHAT I’VE BEEN TOLD
THIS IS THE BEGINNING FOR ME
A TIME OF RENEWAL
I’M SET FREE
MY TIME TO BE LOVED FAITHFULLY
THE TIME TO BE NURTURED
OH YES
BY ME!!!
I miss you more then my last breath
If I could feel your kiss my lips would live again
If I could taste your smile my soul would be revived
I miss you more then my last breath.
If I could feel your kiss my lips would live again.
If I could taste your smile my soul revive.
My hope is that you’ll keep my scent.
My fear tells me that can never be.
My mind complains of the misery that is this love.
Just one word could deliver me from your purgatory.
AWAKEN
YOU DONT KNOW WHO YOURE MESSING WITH
YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU JUST DID
YOU CHALLENGED ME TO TAKE YOU WHOLE
YOU COULDNT KNOW YOU WOULD LOSE YOUR SOUL
I TRIED TO WARN YOU BUT STILL YOU FEED
YOU WANT TO FILL YOUR VASTLY NEED
YOU ASKED ME IF I WOULD TAKE YOU HOME
YOU DIDNT KNOW YOU COULD LOSE YOUR SOUL
YOU HAVE AWAKEN
THAT LONG DENIED BEAST OF BURDEN
THAT FIRE BURNING
THAT WICKED GARDEN
YOU HAVE AWAKENED
THE KRAKEN
A LOTUS FLOWER INDEED
ILL BECOME
THE POWER IN ME WILL HEED
UNTIL WE BECOME
IN UNISON WITH THE ONE
FROM WHERE DESIRES ARE FROM
WE WILL AWAKEN
WE SHALL UNITE IN A FORTNIGHT
MIDNIGHT, MOONLIGHT
WE WILL UNITE ON THE BATTLE GROUNDS
OF TANTRIC INSIGHT
INSIDE YOULL COME AND REMISS
FOR YOULL NEVER FORGET
THE BEASTLY ENCUMBRANCE
YOU HAVE AWAKENED
THE KRAKEN
My heart is rolling like the waves of the deep ocean
The depths of my pain can never be described
The darkest crest present in every ebb tide has no name
Then a glimmer of light
A glimpse of love
A taste of passion
Like the seasons, they come and go
The pain
The reality
The fear
The love
The sweetness
The revenge
Every occurrence, current, emotion and motion all in one
This is the ecstasy of life’s mosaic
Bits and pieces
Nightmares and dreams
The reality of being
Incomplete Communicae
If each of us has a purpose, we fulfill that purpose whether we know it or not. As sentient beings created in the image of God to reflect his qualities, we are capable of power beyond the imaginations of the material world. Through our existence within this material world we complete our missions by means of communion. With whom we chose to commune is entirely of our own volition. How we chose to commune is our choice alone. We each chose the fields on which we will complete our tasks. This is the exercise of free will.
Along the path we chose to take in this life we meet with our kindred. These are the souls with which we commune on a spiritual level. The more we recognize our spiritual need and deepen the waters to which we delve to satisfy that need, the deeper our communions shall be.
I chose the life of a martyr for the greater good, knowing in advance that none shall know nor recognize my purpose.
Along the way I meet with my kindred. Some of these are broken souls in search of their own destiny. The damage this world can do to our physical bodies can create friction and chaos. As spiritual beings living in a physical realm the effects of such actions can cause negative vibrations. Once released into the universe these vibrations must be counter acted with an equal and positive vibration in order to maintain balance. The balancing of this force is often called Karma.
I will come across my broken arrows, as they are the communicae that I am pre-ordained to complete. As these martyred days happen I am born, abused and traumatized, killed and born again with a new mission to complete. This is a death on the spiritual plane of course, symbolic not literal. It is the death of the broken and rebirth of the new, a metaphysical resurrection.
Sometimes I am the broken arrow.
I realize that I have spent my life running in cycles, trapped inside a matrix.
Spiraling away into oblivion.
What I did not know was that Oblivion is where I belong.
Who I am is who I’ve always been.
I just didn’t remember.
No wonder I felt so lost.
Being so far away from home, connections broken.
I had to make myself aware of the codes & codons.
I programmed myself with them, so that I could remember.
Confused yet?
So was I.
When your time comes you will know.
HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME
WAS NOT OUR BEGINNING ENOUGH TO BLEED
DID YOU HAVE TO PROSECUTE YOUR CONTENTION
TO THE BITTER END
ARE YOU SUCH THE DEVOTED SERVANT
DID YOU HAVE TO FEIGN FRIEND
DID YOU TURN AWAY FROM YOURSELF
OR WAS IT ME
DID YOU FOLLOW THE RECEDING TIDE
OR DID YOU THROW YOURSELF INTO THE SEA
YOU SHOULDN?T HAVE LEFT QUESTIONS
FOR THESE ANSWERS YOU TOO NEED
I AM SORRY FOR MY IGNORANCE, MISCHIEF AND MISTRUST
I TOOK FOR GRANTED THE ABUNDANT GIFTS PROVIDED
OMNIPOTENT, OMNIPRESENT NEVER FAILING LOVE
I TURNED AWAY TIME AND AGAIN LOOKING FOR NEW SOLUTIONS TO BEGIN
BUT THAT FEAR THAT HAUNTS US ALL IS HERE
AND I HESITATED, PROCRASTINATED
THE BEGINNING OF THE END
THE PROBLEMS OF THE PAST HAVE BLINDED ME TIL NOW
WITH THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD ON OUR SHOULDERS
I OFTEN GOT LOST IN THE KNOW AND THE HOW
MY SORROWS HAVE DROWNED ME MANY TIMES ON COUNTLESS DAYS
CONCEIT DRIVING ME TO DISHARMONY, DISUNITY, ANARCHY, MALAISE
I AM SORRY FOR MY UNFAITHFULNESS, DISOBEDIENCE AND TRIFLE WAYS
I AM SORRY FOR MY BASENESS
FOR THE FORGETTING OF
THE WAY
