Spirit Words Truth

self imposed ignorance
is a wonderful thing
I can’t even tell you
all the joy it can bring
the less you know
the more beautiful you dream
the more you ignore
the better things seem

we are human tuning forks
vibrating to our own frequencies
searching for the rhythm and the pulse
of the universe
the peace of mind
we’re looking to find
the occasional perfect moment
to prove we’re not blind
so I accept my flaws
and their probable cause
because in the last place to dream
there can be no laws

Move past time
Past the individual self
It’s out of style now
Begging to be forgotten
See past it
Move past it
Find that place with no limits
A world brand new
An endless ocean of pure imagination
Thoughts hit like tidal waves
Ride the currents of bliss
Find that perfect elixir
that renders time useless
All channels set to meaning
in its purest form
The heart of everything
Prison flesh abolished
Everything is attainable

Always exaggerate your accomplishments.
Learn new ways to finance your sex drive.
Run around screaming in your underwear.
Be a legend with empty words.
A dollar store magician.
Get off on mindless repetition.
Adopt a sewer rat disposition.
Shake a homeless person’s hand.
Look all sexy in a dog collar.
Practice bondage to avoid a personal crisis.
You cool ass muffin stud kinda guy!
Tell your girlfriend to keep hitting on me.
Enjoy a heartless moment.
Find a new motive for your vacant messiah.
Experiment with deviant thought output.
Adapt or face an ugly extinction.
Master the art of progressive redundancy.
The news anchor is talking to you.
Cheat death or let death cheat you.
Don’t get all funky with me yet.
Liquidate all mental assets.
Read carefully crafted trash.
Wonder why you’re in a stranger’s bed.
Play with your belly button until it hurts.
Solve the equation of your survival instinct.
Hold that thought and put it in concrete.
Don’t use your ideas to train corporate executives.
Drop a rose down an outhouse toilet.
Have a panic attack and blame it on Jesus.
Recognize that gambling is also a solution.
Let everything fall apart just before the climax.

You’re dead looking
because you expect too much
help from above
Buying into lifestyles
you know nothing about
leaving you reflecting endlessly on yesterday
at the expense of today
making it easy to ignore the silent protest
written all over your face
It’s just too common these days
So I leave you with a simple message
Be gentle with the minds of others
Stay out of psychiatric wards
you will tip the balance

The State of Texas wants me dead
I live in fear of Texas every day of my life
Texas has dismantled and rebuilt me in the image of its anger
Whenever the phone rings, it’s somebody uttering death threats on behalf of Texas
Texas has been planning my funeral since the day I was born
Each time I breathe Texas takes it as a personal insult
Every time a murder is committed in Texas I am directly responsible
Every time somebody commits suicide in Texas it is my fault
I am to blame for every teenage runaway, junkie prostitute and serial killer in the State of Texas since the day I was born
Texas tells me that I belong on Death Row without an appeal
They won’t even give me a goddamn lawyer
Texas has already signed my Death Certificate but refuses to pay for the funeral
I’ve tried to negotiate but Texas hates the sound of my voice and won’t let me speak
Texas has gone to great lengths to neutralize my semen. It was the only weapon I had left
Texas has isolated my DNA and will try to stop the same mistake from happening again
The State of Texas will not rest until I am dead and there is nothing I can do about it

Laugh because the walls are closing in.
Laugh because your luck just ran out.
Laugh because karma is coming for you.
Laugh because you’re ignorant and you know it.
Laugh because your ego has seen better days.
Laugh because you’re misunderstood (just like everybody else).
Laugh because you can’t handle criticism.
Laugh because your judgment is questionable at best.
Laugh because the thrills are cheap.
Laugh because your vices are betraying you.
Laugh because your life is becoming a cliché.
Laugh because your thought process is ugly.
Laugh because people think you’re strange.
Laugh because you don’t know how to cry.
Laugh because the world isn’t laughing.
Laugh because you can’t see the beauty.
Laugh because the beauty can’t see you.
Laugh because it hurts.
Laugh because it heals.
Laugh because it makes no sense.
Laugh because it makes perfect sense.
Laugh for all the wrong reasons.
Laugh for all the right reasons.
Laugh at the truth.
Laugh at the lies.
Laugh when you wear your perfect disguise.

Upon entering the room
I climb silently onto the bed
and stomp on the pillows
with my filthy boots
caused by drifting aimlessly
through city streets.
Lay your head down
on your dirty pillow
Fall asleep
in this city of filth.

Truth distorts its way through time
Reality gives into truth
Do it for the comfort of others
Do it to satisfy yourself
I want to create glory in our connection
I can’t cheat myself of this perfect adventure
It is beyond words
Don’t turn it into an endless cycle of indifference
They could be farming out this ideal
A risk you take when you meet a stranger
Forgive yourself for your past resentment
Don’t suffocate on mundane principles of old
Create a wholesome intellect of the new you
Visualize a romance and then dive right in
Process your credibility into ecstacy!

In a sad world
What do you see?
In a sad world
Fantasy.
In a sad world
Who do you want to be?
In a sad world
Love is still free.
In a sad world
Progress begins with me.