Ashes from the Phoenix

Good morning, all. Today is many things. I do not consider life to be a collection of disappointments but rather a series of highs interspersed with bouts of great loss and sadness. Life is many things. There is no baseline. No normal experience. You survive and you thrive based on your own will to do so, the support your friends and family and loved ones give you being a supporting pillar of that. It is my deepest regret that I cannot protect each and every one of those people I care about. They deserve the world and should be treated like it. Those who I love, they know. I love you. Have strength.


Veritas

A trilling of the Coronach.

A tolling of the bell.

There is nothing.

No longer.

Pain is all you find.

Innocence in remiss.

Something stolen.

Something lost.

Not so.

Not worthless.

Your worth, incalculable.

You deserve far better

Than this

You are everything.

You’ve never understood.

It’s harder to understand.

You are more than you could ever know.

Stronger.

You are not broken.

You are perfect.

An unequivocal truth.

Do not yourself close off.

You are strength incarnate.

Willful and brave.

Do not slink back into your cave.

You are the sun.

And you are not done.

You are truth. Tranquility.

Powerpoint

Good morning. I have to go to the bathroom. Instead I am writing this post. Look at how I bleed for my art. Today I’ve got a little something that’ll make you feel a familiar feeling in a foreign fashion. Alliteration. Dunno if you guys know, but I’m kind of a writer. I crack myself up. Please enjoy today, all! I’m happy with how this turned out.


Projections

Losing my cool

Unravelling the spool

Burning the thread

All the gold’s been turned to lead

Always another, Always another

To tell you nothing of the ones we have

Hardware, hard wear

Your bicycle tire’s got a tear

“I’d love to help,” I lie

All I want is for this to not be happening

I wish that you I had not spied

I want to go home and laugh and sing

But home is gone and I am alone

I need to leave.

I need to go.

I need to run and hide from you and me and everything else

To be in Plato’s cave where all is safe and far away

Better to live in shadow

Than being sad, no?

My heart shatters like so many mirrors

Reflecting you and all the others

Too many pieces and not enough tape

Word of the Day: Founder

I am the founder of new beginnings. The founder of settlements and bloodlines. The founder of armies and crews and simple groups of friends. The founder of a new world. One in which I am okay. Finally. It is a new day. Never back, always forward, unto the dawn. The light shines on my face as I walk into the sea, ready for a new adventure.


Dream Guy

I am a dream guy

Just look at me

Listen to me

Read me

I am a dream guy

Hold me

Feel me

Handle me with care

I am a dream guy

See me in the stars

Watch me down the stairs

Breathe me like the air

I am a dream guy

Sail me like the high seas

Live me like an adventure

Venture through me, searching for El Dorado

I am a dream guy

And sometimes I forget

Reflecting Pool

Afternoon! I have nothing I need to do today. An easy Sunday. I’ll be using today to reflect on everything that’s been happening. Most could probably agree that’s needed. I’ve been keeping up with the invasion of Ukraine and my heart goes out to the people of Ukraine and the defense of their homeland. Godspeed.


Reflections

forever in your footsteps

as they happen

as they happened

it walks beside you

same gait

same cadence

it follows

perhaps it leads

forever in your footsteps

as they happen

Trucks Use Right Two Lanes

Driving today. I’m not sure I have the energy to keep being angry. I am at a loss for words, a somewhat rare occurrence for me. Probably something to do with the motion sickness. That and I’m hungover. What a wonderful life I live. That statement is both sarcasm and not. Please enjoy the poem today.


Little Dancing Monkey

Every day I sit here

A monkey at the show

Dancing for their amusement,

For their

Satisfaction

What am i?

A man?

A goon to do their bidding?

I am angry

I am unsatisfied

For it is not with my own agency i make these choices

But a need to survive

When i need to thrive

These animals

More bestial than the most terrifying wild thing

Concealed beneath the veneer of fake smiles and solid colored suits

They own me

They own us

Don’t you think it’s time to break free?