values
Time.
Valuable and present in every situation.
Love.
Been around and still around
modern and ancient.
Patience.
A rare characteristic.
Education.
Not only for the gifted.
Breath.
The action that brings life.
Gratitude.
The first step towards peace and not spite.
Friendship.
From laughing out loud to the serious.
Kinship.
Family from the extraordinary to the curious.
Experiences.
Both the good and the bad.
Consciousness.
The thing for sure I know I have.
Valuable and present in every situation.
Love.
Been around and still around
modern and ancient.
Patience.
A rare characteristic.
Education.
Not only for the gifted.
Breath.
The action that brings life.
Gratitude.
The first step towards peace and not spite.
Friendship.
From laughing out loud to the serious.
Kinship.
Family from the extraordinary to the curious.
Experiences.
Both the good and the bad.
Consciousness.
The thing for sure I know I have.
pressure
As I open my eyes the bed begs for me to stay. But I must get up, i
have a schedule. I say to it no, but it hears yes.
As the sheets twist around my body and my comfort ascends, I realize
that my bed is a master manipulator of the body. I am too weak I see,
as I fall back asleep. I couldn't fight the
Pressure.
As I walk down the sidewalk, still asleep, my shoes say to me "let's
run, jump, play, be free. I say to it "no, I have a schedule." But it
hears yes. As walking begins to feel good, and i come upon a crate
leading to a rooftop, i realize that my shoes are a master manipulator
of motion. Before long I find the world being my obstacle course. I
was too weak, I couldn't fight the
Pressure
As I walk in my dream attire, I come upon a kid being beaten by
teenager. My morals say to me " do the right thing." I say to it " no
I have a schedule." but it hears yes. I find myself helping the kid,
shoving the teenage bully off of the boy and sending him home, with
words of knowledge. As I began to sympathize with the kid, I realize
that my morals are a master manipulator of the mind. I was too weak, I
couldn't fight the
Pressure.
Then I realized,
Pressure
Makes you stronger. From there on I decided that I am stronger than
pressure,
Force.
So the next time my bed asked me to stay, I ate breakfast. The next
time my shoes told me to run, I drove. And the next time my morals
told me to do right I said to it " what if what's wrong, is right?"
then I sent that teenager home with a lessoned learned and a black
eye. I fought the pressure and now I
Apply.
have a schedule. I say to it no, but it hears yes.
As the sheets twist around my body and my comfort ascends, I realize
that my bed is a master manipulator of the body. I am too weak I see,
as I fall back asleep. I couldn't fight the
Pressure.
As I walk down the sidewalk, still asleep, my shoes say to me "let's
run, jump, play, be free. I say to it "no, I have a schedule." But it
hears yes. As walking begins to feel good, and i come upon a crate
leading to a rooftop, i realize that my shoes are a master manipulator
of motion. Before long I find the world being my obstacle course. I
was too weak, I couldn't fight the
Pressure
As I walk in my dream attire, I come upon a kid being beaten by
teenager. My morals say to me " do the right thing." I say to it " no
I have a schedule." but it hears yes. I find myself helping the kid,
shoving the teenage bully off of the boy and sending him home, with
words of knowledge. As I began to sympathize with the kid, I realize
that my morals are a master manipulator of the mind. I was too weak, I
couldn't fight the
Pressure.
Then I realized,
Pressure
Makes you stronger. From there on I decided that I am stronger than
pressure,
Force.
So the next time my bed asked me to stay, I ate breakfast. The next
time my shoes told me to run, I drove. And the next time my morals
told me to do right I said to it " what if what's wrong, is right?"
then I sent that teenager home with a lessoned learned and a black
eye. I fought the pressure and now I
Apply.
thoughts
What are you thinking about?
Just thinking aloud?
Thinking keeps you sound.
Head in the clouds
with feet on the ground.
Thoughts are awesome.
Full of awe and then some.
Thinking to the beat of a drum.
A rhythm so in sync
not a step is missed.
Left and right brain tango
creating a romantic love story
to be song from the
balcony of our skulls.
Every thought process reinforces
our existence giving us
a tree for life's lemons.
A carefully planted seed
sprouting into an ever growing oak.
Onto one in this case.
Thoughts can grab a hold of us,
hijack our senses and crash
us into a wall or person,
forgetting we were walking
in the first place.
Let's think it through
the needle and back again.
Just thinking aloud?
Thinking keeps you sound.
Head in the clouds
with feet on the ground.
Thoughts are awesome.
Full of awe and then some.
Thinking to the beat of a drum.
A rhythm so in sync
not a step is missed.
Left and right brain tango
creating a romantic love story
to be song from the
balcony of our skulls.
Every thought process reinforces
our existence giving us
a tree for life's lemons.
A carefully planted seed
sprouting into an ever growing oak.
Onto one in this case.
Thoughts can grab a hold of us,
hijack our senses and crash
us into a wall or person,
forgetting we were walking
in the first place.
Let's think it through
the needle and back again.
created reality
Reality is in our hands.
We can shape it and
mold it with our plans.
We share it with
family and our friends.
We create it each
day all over again.
One day it's a
dog eat dog world.
You wake up to get fussed
at by your guy or girl.
That one end of your
hair just won't uncurl
50 pounds last night
today 40 you can't seem to curl.
Next day is the best day ever.
Compared to the day before
it's so much better.
A wonderful day outside,
beautiful weather.
Laughing with your favorite
people in your favorite sweater.
A good day could be bad
and a bad day good.
It mostly depends on your mood
and your concept of should.
That dark cloud over your head
can easily become a good thing
just have to pull your umbrella out.
That huge argument doesn't have to be so bad
just watch your mouth.
We can shape it and
mold it with our plans.
We share it with
family and our friends.
We create it each
day all over again.
One day it's a
dog eat dog world.
You wake up to get fussed
at by your guy or girl.
That one end of your
hair just won't uncurl
50 pounds last night
today 40 you can't seem to curl.
Next day is the best day ever.
Compared to the day before
it's so much better.
A wonderful day outside,
beautiful weather.
Laughing with your favorite
people in your favorite sweater.
A good day could be bad
and a bad day good.
It mostly depends on your mood
and your concept of should.
That dark cloud over your head
can easily become a good thing
just have to pull your umbrella out.
That huge argument doesn't have to be so bad
just watch your mouth.
pinched
If I was to ask you
how do you know
you are real
an easy defense is
If pinched
pain you'll feel.
But I wonder can
we trust this sensation.
Can it not be a victim
of illusion or manipulation.
If you're shot in the head,
you die with pain being absent.
If pain wasn't felt,
how do we know that it happened?
In a dream we don't feel pain.
When you're falling from
that building screaming
before you hit the cement,
Bang.
You wake up,
though in real life
the result may be the same.
How can we tell difference?
Perhaps using pain as
evidence of existence
Is a dangerous premise.
how do you know
you are real
an easy defense is
If pinched
pain you'll feel.
But I wonder can
we trust this sensation.
Can it not be a victim
of illusion or manipulation.
If you're shot in the head,
you die with pain being absent.
If pain wasn't felt,
how do we know that it happened?
In a dream we don't feel pain.
When you're falling from
that building screaming
before you hit the cement,
Bang.
You wake up,
though in real life
the result may be the same.
How can we tell difference?
Perhaps using pain as
evidence of existence
Is a dangerous premise.
no time
Our time on Earth is limited.
It can be gone in an instant.
Obtaining power and riches?
For what reason?
For what meaning?
We can’t take it with us.
It is not a part of us,
of our construct.
Maybe it governs our conduct
to an extent but that is if we
allow it such a deep imprint.
How can we spend our time wisely?
Time is running out every day
heightening our sense of mortality
of urgency to do something
actionable of our morality
to use our mental faculty practically.
There’s no time to worry about status.
The dead share the same class
soil the same dirt
and leave remnants of a past
that may or may not become unmasked.
There’s no use for money
when death is coming.
Maybe a nice casket or something.
How’s that for a legacy?
Known for being buried deep
in a beautiful mahogany wooden keep.
It’s the memories that we keep
that live on in our place
long after our existence has ceased.
It is the relationships
that we have built
that continue to live on in our absence.
There’s no time to worry about status.
Life is waiting
let’s go have it.
It can be gone in an instant.
Obtaining power and riches?
For what reason?
For what meaning?
We can’t take it with us.
It is not a part of us,
of our construct.
Maybe it governs our conduct
to an extent but that is if we
allow it such a deep imprint.
How can we spend our time wisely?
Time is running out every day
heightening our sense of mortality
of urgency to do something
actionable of our morality
to use our mental faculty practically.
There’s no time to worry about status.
The dead share the same class
soil the same dirt
and leave remnants of a past
that may or may not become unmasked.
There’s no use for money
when death is coming.
Maybe a nice casket or something.
How’s that for a legacy?
Known for being buried deep
in a beautiful mahogany wooden keep.
It’s the memories that we keep
that live on in our place
long after our existence has ceased.
It is the relationships
that we have built
that continue to live on in our absence.
There’s no time to worry about status.
Life is waiting
let’s go have it.