Dear Lord

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

Contention

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

Codes & Codons

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.

Broken Arrow

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.

Bits and Pieces

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

Awaken the Kraken

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

Precious Commodity

You must guard your heart, your most precious commodity.
For out of it breathes your life, but if damaged how deeply you may bleed.
Should such a thing occur then only time would mend.
In the interim you are left vacant, vulnerable, no one can defend.
The lasting mark of a lonely, loveless heart, is one you must hope not to find.
For if you do then woe unto you,
Perhaps in death you may part.

Nature Made

Early in the morning hours I called upon his name.
Immediately fear fled from me,
it was a dark and formless shape.
Later in the daylight hours upon the wind he came.
There were creatures flying round about singing of his praise.
The electricity in the air did seem to touch upon my brain.
The energy of the moment certainly fine tuned my waves.
The trees gently swayed as he whispered in my ear.
It’s springtime, sunshine, fulfillment is near.

Mine

On a dark and stormy day
From several blocks away
My eyes locked onto yours
This is destiny of course
Love at first sight or is it lust
Obsession really but the issue is trust
Inch-by-inch I drew closer and closer
There on the mountain dew meets the joker

Why won’t you help me
It’s your love I need to bleed

Instantly I am latched like a leach on a thigh
I never knew you could take me so high
Power and control are my major motivations
But something is released during mental ejaculation
You appeared at just the right time
I was standing on the edge of my mind
My training has taught me never to dive in
Something in your nature signals foe and friend

Why won’t you help me
This is obviously meant to be

This is one wild hot summer
I don’t know if I will wake from this slumber
Just lay down and let me enjoy my ride
I don’t care if your face you must hide
It’s your soul I want to keep
While you smother I wonder if you’ll wake from sleep
You have a fire that attracts my flame
You have a desire that brings me shame

Why won’t you help me
Why do you make me scream

How could you leave
My abuse is just your dream
You know we are meant to be
You just refuse to let your eyes see
I need your love to breathe
I can’t live it’s you I need
You know the hole that lives inside me
You know you can forgive my misdeeds

Why won’t you save me
Why don’t you love me

Where you live

Cut my veins and bleed the life that I so easily give
Breathe my breath and resurrect the one I fear is dead
Spew form you lips sweet words you twist and invade my cryptic head

Cut my veins and bleed the life that I so eagerly give
Read my wit, dispel my kiss and bind me to your grid
Cue my sense disguised as my friend and clip my wings again

Do you know where you’re going
What you’re doing what you give
Do you know where you’re going
What you’re doing where you live

Feed me your pain and bind me with chains yet be free to roam the world
Accuse me of fits cover me in your spit then go off and love your girl
Steel my truth and darken the fruit of wisdom I labored for pearls

Feed me your pain and bind me with chains spill seeds to make your girl
Pin me in twists and make me click then run off into your whirl
Leave me all alone without even a bone with nothing left to hurl

Do you know where you’re going
What you’re doing what you give
Do you know where you’re going
What you’re doing where you live