The Children In Black Hide All The Keys.

The closer you get to the light
the harder the darkness pulls
in search for wise sages to guide
distracted, delayed by fools

to find a real connection
in times of such ignorance
is the key to the chains leading
to freedom and bliss

as this blackened soul tries
to express and relate
to a generation, wasted
yet still I await

yearning for more luminous
touching words from a mind
held sacred in my heart
somehow aligned

fragmented pieces scattered
across the abysmal creation
brick by brick building
a final standing foundation

not only made hopes
sewn together by dreams
but of strength and knowledge
real yet intangible things

this power is what connects
the realm between reality
and sleep, subconscious
finding beauty in brutality

in a twisted mind full of truth
a balance between sides
an agreement can exist
if understanding will confide

know these things so well
but sometimes anxiety reigns
the darkness draws me in to sleep
as my soul reveals all it contains

primordial roots carry knowledge
that has been ignored for carnality
mass produced assembly line
a divided and brain washed mentality

I am continuously seeking fulfillment
a better life not just for me alone
all those incarnate, desiring release
my fellow flesh and bone.

Choking My Very Existence.

Put me in solitary confinement so there is no where to run from these demons. We will perform the
dance of spiritual death intricate, dangerous and lucid. Fluid movements seemingly from memory, a warrior past life knowledge coming forth to finish what must be done. I will find the root of the tree of horrors and bring new life to it's seed. Transform the evil nature within into something more beautiful, full of light and wisdom form it's dark past, the experience of being submerged in pain and cloaked in shadow.


I have punished myself long enough in the name of fear. I must bring the cycle to an end. Extract from me the vines that choke my very existence. Reap from me what darkness had shown. I go into the forest, a solitary, to see out the madness, no distraction and no escape focused upon my purpose to murder the venomous seed before it gives birth to the end of life within me. This is the only way and I must embrace the terror. It will fuel me as I channel the energy. I must use every resource to my advantage and I will find the one of excess is the trepidation of my soul.

Wet Dreams

...Continued

Alluring motion calms me as I close my eyes and drift away into my consciousness. I must have drifted further deep within and physically as well as I am startled awake by large droplets falling onto my face. I open my eyes to see dark clouds begin to cover the moon, my source of light.

An insistent crack of lightening reveals for me the direction in which I must frantically swim. The wind is picking up and the waves are growing in size dramatically. I choke on water as a wave hits my boys and throws me back. I'm more prepared the next time and dive over the crest and swim through. I am making quick progress using this method, my adrenaline level rising to wash away any previous sense of relaxation. I begin to panic as I am unsure if I am headed for the right spot. There are sharp protruding rocks to the right of the beach, near the cliff. I am caught in the undertow as soon as I dive under another crest. I know I am nearing the shore as I am quickly slammed to the bottom of the sea floor. Sharp rocks cut my hands as I shield my head. I am twisted and lose all sense of direction. 'What is up? What is down?' I frantically question in my screaming thoughts, I am torn in circles as another large wave passes. Everything goes black.

I wake up washed up on the white sand glowing by the light of the moon. Trying to understand what had just happened. I pushed myself off my face and heave up water. I touch the side of my throbbing head and pull my hard away to show dark liquid on my finger tips. I realize that it was not only water but blood was running into my mouth. Trying to catch my breath, I attempt to stand. I fall over onto my back, blinking up at the stars who betrayed me. I rest a while and am finally able to walk up the beach, disoriented. I feel the soft sand turn to larger, smooth stones. Grass reaches high through the empty space between them. The wind whips my wet hair into my face as I try to find the path. I stumble over a grave marker partially covered in sand. Slowly kneeling down, curiosity overtakes my urgency to return and wipe the sand. Engraved on the simple headstone, is my name.

The dark waves of the sea caress me as I float on the surface of enticing bliss.
I feel weightless and stunning as the stars sparkle in my eyes.
The full mood light shines upon my skin a glistening opalescent, I feel like and alabaster queen. I hear a loud crack in the distance. Lightening flashes in response to the rumbling of thunder. I look toward the shore as a bright incandescent shock illuminates the horizon of green mountains behind the beach. A lustrous jade floods my vision, calming my senses even after the light passes. A light, cool breeze begins to gently move over me. The current flows beneath me. Alluring motion calms me