Screens are all around me
in front of my very eyes.
My life is full of seeing them
and it makes me want to cry
I’m typing this little ditty
on the screen in front of me
and it makes me really wonder
how life would be if all screen free
I switch on my little microwave
there is another one on there
and then I pick my cellphone up,
the one on there is a small square
There is a tiny one on my camera
and on my bread maker as well.
To say nothing of all the radios
and the alarm clock when it yells.
The kids turn on the television
and stare blankly at the screen
then they play their gameboys
as surreal as the weirdest dream
At the airport departure terminal
and in the taxi out of town.
They tell me what to do and when
and where to take my frown
There are one’s to adjust the temperature
and others to keep out the sun.
I bet there’s one on my fridge door
Just to make my life more fun
I apply for a job position
they are screening all the applicants
I go to get an x-ray
this ones angled on a slant
In the insurance brokers office
there are cubicles all round
to keep the workers privacy
screened from other noisy sounds
There are screens to keep the bugs out
and to keep the sun off of the car.
There are ones that tell you where you are
and just when you’ve gone to far.
It used to be just in the cinema
where we would go to get a dose
and stare off like a zombie
squinting to bring words up real close
Now my eyes are seeing rectangles
but I know its from the screen
on the optic glasses that I wear
which allow it to be “ob”seen
Words and numbers flash at me
they are everywhere I look
screens regulate my lifestyle
once upon a time it was a book
But the biggest screen of them all
is a hidden one indeed
it’s the one that people hide behind
that they really seem to need
I broke my screen long ago
what you see is what you get.
The person deep inside of me
is the same person you just met
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When new life is born
with natures birth into light
the shadows are fading
from the remnants of night.
The colours of sunrise
that stream through the sky
herald the new day
as time slowly ticks by.
With the bright shine of morning
a new freshness surrounds
The mountains seem greener
with concrete all-around.
The wind blows the trees
as nature stirs from its sleep
life starts to rush
there’s appointments to keep.
As the sun travels higher
warming the earth with its heat
there’s no time for reflection
wondering why the heart beats.
There are white puffs of clouds
floating high up above
they are signs of the rains
natures teardrops of Love.
Birds fly high on the horizon
soaring down low over land
we don’t stop and smell the roses
stresses of life come with demands
somewhere inside is the balance
of really living in the dream
life is only what you make it
and its not always how it seems
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To Blog Or Not To Blog
Should I blog or not to blog
is the big question here today
it is the question of all questions
that does puzzle little old may
Should I be out there and open
and speakout with clearcut words
or should I be just be quiet
and not ever even heard
Do i worry about the watchers
that keep track upon my life,
like the psycho who is angry
that I no longer am his wife
Do I sit here draped in silence
stoney faced without a Will
or dare I strive to be creative
Search for knowledge is the thrill
if I blog about what bothers me
and folks out there dont agree
instead of understanding
they could reign hatred down on me
What if they just grab at snippets
instead of looking at it all
because unless you look at everything
the comprehension is kinda small
after having all this worrying
i decided just what I would do
I will write my blogs most faithfully
without caring just who will spew
I will write from deep within myself
and share my life in words
I’ll sit and take the consequence
instead of being never ever heard
So to you out there just judging
and spying upon my life
if you search around long enough
to be sure you’ll find the strife
But there is one thing about me
which you havent thought of still
that all my life experiences
have given me a GREAT titanium will
while you are out there judging
I am watching you as well
and you are mostest welcome
to try and make my life hell
DARKENING OF
THE LIGHT
HE VEILS HIS LIGHT, YET STILL SHINES.
In the realm of state craft this excessive concern for order manifests
as useless and arbitrary laws which hinder the expressions of natural
affection and repress the will of the people in the pursuit of their
aspirations. Of course, the same principles apply within the family
unit. Excessive concern with material goods and a slavish adherence to
the superficial customs of society, in the belief that such adornments
lend true grace and beauty to the family unit, actually only move it
further from the more essential beauty inherent in simplicity.
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Rest Tonight and fly away ..
peace and light to guide your way
There is so much I want to say
now that it is too late today
I came to say goodbye tonight
you lay there such a smaller sight
I remember you for your strength and might
and the times you held me close and tight
all should stand while you take a bow
you gave to others it was your vow
its time for you to leave us now
and carry on as you know how
I will miss you so much that is true
there will never be another you
you were there for me all the time i grew
and that you loved me I always knew
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If you could see inside of me
at the colours of my soul
You would see the sparkling sunshine
not an empty dark black hole.
But the colours of the rainbow
shine when bounced off golden light
liquid fires in the mirror
is a glorious splendid sight.
The days of deep dark sadness
of stormy clouds and rains of tears
show an empty blank reflection
that stretches on throughout the years.
When you search for happiness
above all else in life
you get to feel the sadness
the sharp cutting edge of the knife.
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Mirror mirror on the wall
who’s the faerest of us all
the truth are we
in the clouds that you see
the balance of fire and water
electricity.
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The mountains and hills that erupt from the ground
bring life to the water as it starts on it’s round
gathering together falling faster the flow
starting the movement for the wind that will blow
The water that falls runs to pools in the rocks
decaying and rotting all movement just stops
along comes the sun bringing heat and bright light
distilling the water until vanished from sight.
Rising high above earth it forms to a cloud
and gathers it’s forces ’til it screams out loud
with the wind that is blowing it around and around
over the mountains it bursts to the ground
With a loud clap of thunder and lightening as well
the storms and the clouds reflect the story to tell
bring with it the rainbows who’s colours refract
deep inside universal mirrors all natures exact
Not one being first not one being last
the past is the future the present is past
they split the atom and dropped the bomb
the earth will fight back before it is gone.
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The fright and the terror
that creates all life’s tears
is born of religion
which creates all life’s fears.
Satanism or hatred
Christianity alike
all are just mirrors
on the scales of our psyches
Follow thy leader
all the rule books do say
obey and work hard
to earn a weeks pay
Day and day out
year after year
sleeping and working
’til the ending is near
Not having no time
nor energy for fun
living life bleak
the work never done
Creating suppression
of instinct and light
blinding the glory
of nature’s delight
Clouding the images
of the spirit called man
The soul put in chains
cross and nails in his hand
but whether the cross is upright
or spun in reverse
as you see from these lines
its mirrored its curse.
Good and evil are created
from fiction not fact
to explain it this way
is a matter of tact.
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The tower’s struck by lightening
from nowhere it seems to come
darkness flash blinding light
there is no place to run
Only from the depths of sadness
the empty feelings of despair
can open up the emotional heart
and bring new light to bear.
So now its time to start from scratch
to build it up for gain
with extra reinforcements
to protect from that same pain
The tower’s built time again
until something knocks it down
when you learn the lesson well
then you’ll wear the crown.
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Well my friends the time has come
The moon has finally caught the sun.
Eclipsed they said, the job is done..
Fire and water together and that makes one.
So my friends it’s time you run.
Faster and faster you are you’re under the gun.
With religion and laws you thought you had won.
Well its bad luck for you because its the time of Nun.
1993 Mayet
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