The ‘Everything Monster’..

I WILL GIVE ALL YOU DESIRE.. UNTIL I HAVE YOUR VERY SOUL..

Staggered down roadway silent.. blind to all he saw.. something heard was the word.. hiding in the draw.. right behind ‘Daily Grind’ straight from fourth estate.. making fashion statements on who failed.. who was great..

Doctor called.. said ‘was he mauled.. did he lose his dream?.. how walking from day town could his purpose lose all steam?’.. Dr. looked into a book.. he just had to check.. if the symptom was a head game.. loosely called expect..

Dr. frowned looked to the ground found cute gals to goose.. then applied his skill and cried ‘a monster here is loose’.. ‘one that uses vision and derision in a lie.. pandering to dreams that fail.. it leaves those dreams to die’..

Crowd then moaned aloud for history has told.. how this monster plays on dreams of love, power and gold.. minions by the dozens friends and cousins.. siblings too.. will take your smooth nail pointed dreams to reinvent the screw.. seems he knows who has toes and who has webbed toe feet.. who is sloppy.. who resists.. who easy to defeat.. candy in his twenty hands knows folks need a meal.. art hides with true joy in life.. while shows of murder steal.. show in TV cool cop handy man who pilots too.. all the things adult kids want that never will come true.. disappointed folks look to the time this monster takes.. wondering how they could have listened to this fake.. then the monster tells his secret one that we all know..

‘I am the monster of all things.. folks I run the show.. I was elected thus protected watch you as you grow.. have a mind you will find some bauble you desire.. watch as you exhaust yourself.. your true self burned in fire..I ran down Exploit St. to Crypt where dreams are sold.. taken from your withered spirit to pawn add to my gold..to living unfettered.. with knowledge of me.. I will take dreams you offer promise merrily.. offer of things you proffer from the heart to need.. then leave you broken as I promise that is just my breed’..

Dr. seemed exhausted as he sat down on the grass.. he said this monster gives you gold and takes dreams as they pass.. all that you desire.. all your wanderlust.. monster eats cake always fake while you real must eat crust.. Dr. dreamed of hospital to cure the blind and ill.. gone for resource lost in war.. which does not heal but kills.. life as we all know it.. ending.. ending fast.. forget a promise only monsters.. take good dreams so cast..

For you are the dreamer.. solid never void.. you a star with living glow.. A monster  dead asteroid.. he may live eternal.. promise anything.. but he is just infernal.. dreams have good songs to sing…

Days will pass in thought or mass ring your freedom bell.. promises are to be kept.. sing your song.. sing it well.. Peace T.

©AC.24.5.12.arr././

Personal views..

Separating truth from ruse.. meditating filing clues.. how why wherefore what to be.. in thoughts of

My old friend looking at me.. while something was promised.. we used to laugh..

 infinity.. heaven promised.. fragrant free as clerics tell..

act this way tithe to me.. promised heaven.. fear of hell.. 

berating phone booth dues.. from a pulpit grand.. from a van or on the beach.. spread news to all the land.. as they urge and purge.. use music as they surge..

into pulpit madness.. beauty Reubens way.. give your cash in gladness.. promised ‘paves the way’.. to heaven where no one fights.. there is no disease.. dreams we can create on earth.. ‘one heaven if you please’..

Infinite belief I have of every action sensed.. each beauty..  skyscrapertown to ridge.. when crossing a place with no bottom and no top.. there cannot be cracks in the bridge..

Blind faith is a personal matter.. primal and environmental view.. mind now.. would you be acting a ‘Mad Hatter’.. not knowing your own backbone heart and true?

Got a life to live.. time is running fast.. each second a gift.. one to love and laugh.. crying happens also.. beauty felt around.. I cannot promise heaven unseen.. while here on the ground.. perhaps there are visions.. mayhap they will show.. how the circle will be closed.. when heaven is to know..

In wondering how greed could motivate folks beyond their own morality has puzzled me.. possibly a young person feeling who they are.. I realize many complications and situations are found as reason.. or excuse.. I am thinking ‘how can this be abandoned on a promise of projected income that does not exist?’  Then I had an epiphany.. as a landscape it opened.. Peace T.

©AC.21.4.12.arr././

Takin’ my Body round ..

Strong, young good song sung girls watchin’ my needs.. late teens early twenties.. learned how

Sweet down home memories.. blues got love in me..

humans breed.. wiser, older long tooth singer .. create bluesy joys.. heart brain love know is sane.. more love comin’ down.. come take my body round.. boys..

here on honest ground.. 

Simple 12 bar dreaming of a car had ’bout that time.. ’40 Ford opera coupe shook her shocks in my prime..  up by the water tower..  see to Pacific shore.. she was younger but wiser.. left me wanting more..:-)

Dreamin’ up lore in my dreamgift repertoire.. blues to play got minors to relate.. exercise good for my blood.. heart beats right in time.. brings that good blues music to my fate.. wake my body play a song.. feels early.. gettin’ late..

Nothing gonna change dog who runs in me.. wildness strong since a child.. lady-love we fun in sun runnin’ free.. ‘perfect little things’.. a harmless wild..

Take me as a runner.. take me when I crawl.. cross the field of life.. star with a ball.. who you are your gift..a ‘perfect little thing’.. light a dark show well show it all.. let your  freedom sing.. 

Yesterday left me with good feeling.  From the moment I woke.. told my first joke.. took my first toke.. late all the lights CC’s ‘sweep at night’.. ‘look at us’ laughed, near had a stroke.. good love in life can never be a ‘yoke’..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.8.4.12.arr././  

Easter duet..(a minuet for a Happy Holiday)

 

They picked us as 'Duckling Twins of the Decade'..that is so cool..it will feed us for..wait a minute..oh well..Happy Holidays duck brother..

Handed habit of a rabbit how does this apply?  To the time of Jesus Christ how and when he died one fine Easter very young before fifth grade rabbit Pooh there was Donald Redondo Duck..this I swear to you..

Timmy Scotty climbed each rung..where my bunk bed ladder hung..protect and hug with his paws..wrote letters to Santa Clause..all loved Nana cause she fed us, put us all to bed..calm in love..never fear..another fine Easter Year prayed over and said..

Decades come decades gone we were here and there..Easter never changed much just applied a different care..Bunnies live with silken paws drinking malts held in their jaws..then sis and then the dog..in our family Easter Log..

Now I sit face then erase another Easter Day.  Have reasons to give my thanks in a different way.  My Goddess is my woman in each passing day..Organized religion sent the Christ Child on his way..

Thank him for his kindness bred well as kindness does..thank a duckling for his little quack, soft downy fuzz..thank you for everyone who stops in Christian care..met with Passover left to show good Moses cared..

Sit here writing with Carmela long time friend and wife..my goddess love and my belief each day love saves my life..we send best in heart and mind this Easter to you..any color, clime, politic rhyme you may do, to all everywhere we send a love to you..

This is for Passover, Easter.  For any person who has love in their hearts.  Easter holiday commemorates a man who dared believe something beyond Herod.    Passover commemorates a miracle when Moses gestured and God miraculously parted the Red Sea.  As these things are seen or believed in..learned from..as all religions extol theology to pass felt divinity in Peace..be with you all..Peace of Heart and Mind..T@cftd

©.AC.7.4.12.arr././

Whitesands Home

Kwaj atoll whitesands gave silent stories there..soul reveal each story feel..flowing life

Inside the grain nature rules..not hatred..war or jealous fools..need not greed controls the land..together in love nature stands..

shared..to listen in silent nectar drink every word..touch real most never feel..felt silence is not heard..

Sit place to befit a king..first act drama scene..naked save colors mood with beat a tune serene..scene changes with each breath..smell of love muskscent..

love.. no life or death..seconds- lifetimes spent..

Then another..love another..was this land lovefeel?..offered every good tingle spine to sex appeal..taste pastel..music notes smell lovely in the air..heard in taste..ice cream paste flow washes away fear..

Tears only joyful love passion met in fate..full rich laughter comes..you turn, await..Irish Setter melts to Kathy hair black..blue her stare..reflect light brilliant spectrum mellow Kathy always shares..

Paper thin waves lap easy brought me their sound..thanking island..ocean all cast who walk Kwaj whitesands..magic sack I will take back love to heal all pain..in my little home..love for our home sand grain..

Woman turned we again were one in Whitesand Grain..her eyes asked did magic give..said ‘it is most insane’..

‘Not to fear dear as you said love bridges our way..when I gave last magic sane..you with me wrote the play’..

To make a dreamworld one must be persistent and directed..never losing their love in purpose..rather make their purpose love..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.27.3.12.arr././

Angel..

As he said it..for your listening pleasure.  One is ’live’ the other link is the song with a beautiful video of a young woman.  ‘Jimi’!  An icon taken from us by an upset stomach and unfortunately timed nap..Peace Tony

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0HDPP7Yn1tI&feature=related

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9YB68TgybE&feature=related

Bodhi Bollocks..

Bodhi Tree (Whiteleaf) in Wat Hua Hat Location: Wat Hua Hat Ban Hua Hat, Khung Taphao subdistrict, Mueang Uttaradit, Uttaradit Province, Thailand. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Okinawa, Japanese..country culture comes to please..heard of Bodhi Tree living things it lives to see..in green of the mountains..moonshine Paridot fountains..peace surrounding quiet of my soul..a quiet honor focused..not controlled..folk song music came to me about one special Bodhi tree..heart and mind knows no two trees the same..nature pairs each tree with living names..each tree sees a different section..shaped by wind..rain and direction taken heart behind eyes seeking peace..climbing high steep hillside cliff met challenge jasmine pinewood gift..met love such is felt from a beast..Bodhi was waiting as folks said..true as rich earth dark clean water held no dread..my purpose sometimes found for others..giving brothers..’me first druthers’ help understand endgame is not fear..prospective fathers loving mothers land through time and change..I hope to hear and see your soul creates love in exchange.. 

Centuries on high watch us grow..recorded for the gods to know..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.23.3.12.arr././

Help a Little..

Sunday morning sunny then shade comes a cloud or two..quick reminder days of how weather

'As real as you make me..gold or peace?..quickly now' (pic inet)

changes true..listen guitar heros..folks simple full blue..beauty in one good note played..I pass a note to you.. 

Uncounted names fables labels stuck to scenes in time labels stuck to jar sap sticky clean..not yours or mine..just another something..one from past did see..to occupy your boredom until you learn to see..

Some tales ramble most just gamble on quick exploit plays..to use our living ‘timemates’  act for what someone says..every second lived I thank both caged and free..when I have true change it comes from understanding me..

Souls shine in sky waiting..for a call or cue..some may be progeny..or grandchild known to you..what would you leave them..what is the very least?..don’t have much gold..swear on (grandma’s) my soul..I strive to leave them peace..

Peace is something I believe is worth working for..’Todays destruction takes tomorrows meal..further how and what we feel’..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.18.3.12.arr././    I got pinched yesterday..forgot my green..forgive me Mr. Leprechaun..I will  trade magic beans..:-)

Second you Forever..

Without end stars are friends balance through our time..all flows takes no notice thoughts in human

They laughed at me..not my act..they were cruel..why? A true smile is so much more satifying..

minds..earth our home for reason..rent not ours to know..until each season..in feeling life we grow..many high respected minds..speak of ‘chosen ways’..Lennon dropped all politics lies create a haze..peace is what he stood for..love’s tickle and goad..time beyond existensial..Lennon’s winding road..

would you be as Dylan?  sing Opera? play football?  Motivate by others thoughts makes you no star at all..least not as I feel to think..when I’m down the two will cross..time makes each of us a star..star found cannot get lost..whether in a desert..parched throat heart at peace..hospital new treatment for bugs found in Yak fleece..Jones for lover like no other..one meant for your life..be a star..know who you are..ask her to be your wife..should she say ‘no’ brother..grace is the thing..you loved her like no other..you have a song to sing..

Should we catch our destiny..next turn is the light..we cannot miss it anymore..babes have it in sight..experiment of living..not known in this time..let me love, hate, sick feel great related in a rhyme..given is your life my friend..as each feeling felt..true love..no one can buy..no amount of ‘gelt’..can create the feeling..on your living road..when it all comes together..millisecs explode..

What a wonder if we could flow with the light speed that allows us seen images to sense in life..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.6.3.12.arr././

Semantica Sanititious dementia et Ceasar

The Duke of Moose greets his cousin..is there romance in the air?..(pic of love)

Every crown tops every king since before Caesar came..if asked why was he not always..he says spies set the game..sent in subterfuge to perpetrate a lie..Ceaser sits with faux god folks who laugh until they cry..Just yesterafternoon it occurred to me.. inbred hemophiliac and nuts not good to be..thoughts of Appalachian folks flashed by my mind..on the way to ancient times how folks went crazy blind..Bastille day had its way..revolt also in France..everywhere in Europe when leaders lost their pants..cross breed rules gold set with jewels exploiters legislate..then tax the worker promising a pass through heaven’s gate..St. Peter if you can hear me..up there giving peace..I know the gate you command cannot be fooled or greased..can you hear or do you know when souls come to you?..guess no one will know until each one meets his due..please pass this message to the Lord with all haste please take  heed..insane thin blooded royalty will lead if kids cross breed..know only delusion..forgetting what folks need..

In the early times of kings..when the horny little devils did not want to corrupt their direct link with god..everyone did sisters, brothers aunts and mothers, cousins by the dozens..bringing hemophilia and insanity to the Royalty of Europe and parts of Asia for centuries..perhaps forever..think..they made the rules..Peace T@cftd

©.AC.27.2.12.arr././