Monday, October 28, 2024

SPiRiT WALK OF FATHER

 SPiRiT WALK OF FATHER


I have a question.

Don't know where to turn.

My dad has passed away,

but could he help me?


How would I ever know?

What does he have to say?


Is there a God?


Why won't He let us know?

I think it is a shame.


This world is greedy

and indeed corrupt.


That's all I have to say.


I wish I knew what was right/wrong.

I say it's all the same.


We start as nothing.

So all we can do is gain.


Looking for the way.

Who knows the answers?

The answer to my question:


Is there One up in the sky?


Please just tell me why.

I won't wait for very long.


I have been taught no patience.

It is a virtue? Who told you this?

Who gave you this false guidance?


It is not false -Oh, very well.

If it is true how can you tell?


I think this planet,

I know this planet is also a Hell!


Was it all of my choices?

Was it all of my wrongs?

I wasn't living life.

I was just pulling bongs.


Well I ever stop using drugs

and befriending all those thugs?


My dad just died and did

escape his reality.


I wonder, dear God. if I could

ever be free?

Saturday, October 5, 2024

What Is Love?

 What is Love?


For me, Love is a verb. It's an action word. For any action their is an equal and opposite reaction. Well for Love, I don't know what to expect. When I do something loving for someone I don't know how they will react.


Love can make me feel many different ethereal feelings. It can make me happy, joyous , carefree, wonderful, astounding, amazing, ecstatic, mildly excited, well, One might get the picture. Love can also make me feel mellow, calm, splendid, serene, or slightly relaxed. Love can also make me feel hatred, rejection, madness, anger, psychotic, inflamed, enraged or generally pissed off.


So One can see if One Loves someone, One can feel any of the above and if someone Loves me I can feel any of the above as well.


For me, I find it very difficult to control my feelings. I feel for the most part I'm slightly powerless over them. So, if I want to Love somebody, it looks like I have to become vulnerable, vulnerable enough to invite these myriad of feelings and emotions to overtake me at will, at any time. What fun!?


Many emotions are connected with Love. Love is a great teacher, both to the person giving it as well as to the person receiving it. In this writing, I analyzed Love, but this will not convince One as much as actually experimenting it for One's self. We all have love, loved and lost. I think its important that we keep trying. Keep being vulnerable. This is what makes me lovable and being lovable is good enough for me, right now, for the time being.


So, what is Love exactly?

I guess, it's up to each of us to figure this one out...

Sunday, August 18, 2024

The Enemy Within

The Enemy Within


"Human beings always have an enemy. The problem with humans is they keep thinking it's other humans". -Robert Moore, Phd, a Jungian Psychologist, from his second lecture on 'The Warrior Within'.

This enemy is often found within and may be formed from either the lies we tell ourselves or believing the lies told to us from other people (or groups of people like the national media, our social media, networks, corporations, government bodies, politicians, etc,.) outside of us.

It is our responsibility to determine what The Truth is by uncovering the lies by ourselves with our own sense of vigiligence as well as guidance from The Divine we find within.

It's not wise to blame others who lie to us. We are the One's responsible for uncovering The Truth from the lies we are told or the lies we've been telling ourselves.

Other people outside of ourselves may tell us lies and if we believe their lies it may cause shadows or Darkness to form inside of us. These shadows may create the enemies we may find within.

Using our vigilance and the help from The Divine, we may uncover the lies and then discover what The Truth really is. Yes, oftentimes The Truth is covered by a so-called 'Blanket Of Lies'. 


It is One's responsibility to remove 'The Blanket Of Lies'. This is how One literally 'uncovers' The Truth: One simply takes off 'The Blanket Of Lies' and The Truth will then just stare One in the face.

Often times, prayer, meditation and going within help uncover hidden truths and help defeat the Enemy Within and help eliminate The Darkness we may find inside of Ourselves.

It's important to stay vigilant and be on the lookout for any lies we may be telling Ourselves as well as for those lies others have told us and even for those lies others are still telling us.

Does One desire to believe The Lies One is told or does One Desire to Know The Truth? Make the days of believing over! Start Knowing The Truth today!

What do we do with the lies we find within? We can expose them to The Light of Divinity, by taking off 'The Blanket Of Lies'. The Enemy/Darkness flees when exposed to The Light! Pretty soon, when One uncovers The Lies hidden inside One's Self, One may find One's Self on the road to Enlightenment. What lies, lie inside of One's Self today? Uncover them and One will feel lighter inside! Expose The Enemy Within with The Light of The Divine!

Wednesday, January 24, 2024

JUST GENTEEL

JUST GENTEEL


Procuring reliance

proclaimed with introspective pride.


She's a delicate woman,

I surrender to her luscious eyes

as they quarrel with her surroundings

in such an insidious manner.


Yet, with her smile, more delicate than

the serenity felt by the loveless few

who indefinitely covet her.


She can create such a celestial interlude,

bringing a cascade of sparkling bliss

to all who feel her pulsating presence

evolving everything in her strong

and gentle surroundings.


Her vigilant apprehensions

surmise the placidity

so few seem to attain.


Socially apt to adapt to any medium.

One still can not be torn away from

a feeling of such enigmatic proportion

seeming to evoke the need for 

constant and immediate action.


It might be me,

Intrigue has never plagued me more than

when I see, smell or sense this genteel, cultured,

polished, gracefully stylish, urbanely refined woman.


I breathe a quite sigh

as I once again try to translate

her wonderful presence...


Luscious lips,

soft clear voice,

lean and slender.

Quite a choice.


Caring in a humble way.

Darling take my breath away.


Hush gracious baby.

Shall you cry?

The mountain your climbing

is not that high.


Insight is a desire

You might never inquire.


Love yourself,

You'll catch on fire.


Care and admiration follow this genteel One.


Shall I tempt to douse her flames?


Whenever she has nothing to say,


Her eyes seem to be telling me to stay...



11/10/91

3:25am

Tuesday, January 2, 2024

MiND MAZE

 MiND MAZE 

Loneliness and isolation

I'm standing.

I blink.

 

The door to the prison is open, but

I must find my own unique way to freedom.

 

A powerful influence if combined with a simple, but original plan...

 

I blink once more.

I shake my head.

Yes, another blink.

 

Too many choices in my head,

confusing is my think.


Ignore all, but my own unique inner core which brings me a simple approach to a confusing situation.

 

Truth is not as complicated as it's dressed up to be.

Ignore the irreverent window dressing.

Go straight to the heart of the matter.

 

I live with too much propaganda.

I separate the wheat from the chaff, if I am to survive.

When I'm able to do this, I become heroic.


Manifesting the ability to rescue others from the maze of Inconsistencies in a mind I sometimes cannot call my own. 


Having the ability to see and present an obvious truth which

the vast majority may not recognize until some courageous

or simple minded soul exposes it.

 

Only then will it be totally obvious to us all.

Friday, December 22, 2023

RESERVATiON PiRATES

 RESERVATiON PiRATES 

Indecisive.      Self abusive.

Tolerating.      Ill conclusive. 


Pity of a high degree

Swimming in the naked sea. 


Notions flowing,

Always knowing

Where we're going.

 

 Never cease the, steady rowing.

 

 Overboard one man shall fall.

Rescue him for one and all. 


Insanity amongst the crew

Waves keep rolling over you.


Ashamed and beaten, in distress,

Your crew and mates are all a mess.

 

Dock the boat. There is no hope.

Won't go fishing. Start to mope.

 

One day when the sun will shine,

Everything will all be fine.

 

We'll take our Voyage on the sea.

A journey made for you and me.

 

Think of all the tales we'll tell

or we can stay at a Hotel.

RiDDLE NEST

 RiDDLE NEST


Nestled in the bosom of pure indecisiveness. 


I cannot complete. How can I complete?

Nestled, ever so comfortably, I beg not to move. 


Constant, undesirable fear somehow surrounds

my bleak listless inability to decide.

 

I can have it both ways, for a while;

I read it in the newspaper,

but impending doom is affixing

Impending doom is requiring me to take...

Immediate action! 


Oh, the riddle in the mind

of a little child.

Make a child, make a child,

                       make a child so wild...

 

 Nestled in the bosom of pure indecisiveness,

 

I surrender.

I surrender. 


Be merciful impending doom; 


I will cooperate.

Wednesday, December 20, 2023

PERFECT CiRCLE

 PERFECT CiRCLE


Sitting here alone trying to understand.

Trying to be a loving man.

Trying to comprehend between right and wrong.

I wonder if I’ve been on this Earth to long. . .

 

If it wasn’t for the summer coming after the spring.

We would just fall into winter again.

 

So, I’ll wait till Sunday;

go to church on time

and after the sermon

I will drink the wine

and then I will shout:

 

Father forgive me, for I have sinned!

Please, please father take my confession!

Please take me in. . .

 

And this is the circle that always prevails

From April’s showers until August hails. . .


Tuesday, December 12, 2023

ENOUGHISM

ENOUGHISM


Enoughism is what I've been calling my recent spiritual awakening. I consider it my philosophy.  I've recently fully embraced, knowing how an enough kind of mentality can effect my mind/body, my emotions and my spirituality as well as become an integral part of what I now call my new way of Life.  Today, the Just For Today, JFT (a meditation book of mine) mentions:   "we have reached an emotional and spiritual bottom..."  it does not mention a mind/body bottom. This might be because the mind/body takes input/cues from the emotional/spiritual connection which is the Way God directly communicates with us.  A flow begins to happen when we reach out to God on a regular basis.  His thoughts become our own and thinking in an enough mentality may begin to reveal itself in our own thoughts with our own minds.  Enough can be enough.

My recent struggles which lead me to 'Know Thyself' have been leading me towards a path of deconstruction. Each day, I remember I will lose everything I put in front of my Recovery.  Enoughism shows me a Way out. It's about going beyond enough, God let's me know what enough is everytime. Have I had enough of being true to myself? Enough of actually finishing my personal goals and accomplishments like I promised myself? Enough of truly knowing when to Let go and letting God do His part?

It becomes a wonderful dance.  Have I had enough? Then let go and get on with the show. God does his part so I'll follow my heart.  When I've had enough, I then become ready and ask Him to bring His grace.  Then in His time He'll put everything back in its place. When I've had enough, I begin to get ready.  My dancing then becomes nice and steady. Grace may be witnessed with each step I take. When I have enough theirs now a smile that I make. I realize that thing called humility and I dance my happy dance for all the world to see.

You see since day one of my Recovery (I used to use and abuse drugs every day of my life for many years until I surrendered and found a 12 step program, a program of recovery, back in November 20, 1994).  I've been establishing and walking in a new Way since then.  A way which takes me off of the destructive,  dangerous and perilous road which plagues me with being and feeling hurt, lost and definitely  not-at-ease (dis-ease).

The Enoughism philosophy brings me back to a Way where I can once again choose to accept God and know I'll receive Enough of His Power to get me to the next step as I continue to walk in this new way of life known as Recovery with all of my might and all of His Will.

May u walk with peace and acceptance with ur own road of recovery. God planted people like u on my path so we can help each other as we walk along this path of Recovery.  I know whenever I've  had enough and when it's time to ask for help as well as when it's time for receiving God's help from others.  I choose to be other centered today because knowing when enough is enough is sometimes the only battle I will ever face.

Here's to knowing when Enough is Enough. I can always be open to receiving God's will and accepting His Will might get me to my next step on my road of Recovery,  just for today, of course (don't get off course).

May Enough of Peace be with you.

SILENT VIOLENCE

 SILENT VIOLENCE


She is killing me

with her Silent Violence.

Rampaging across my heart.


        Oh, that silent violence

        Destroying me --

        Right from the start.


        Oh, her silent violence.

        I will not know.


        As her silent violence

        Comes tumbling down,

        How will I ever know?


Her silent violence is

Hurting me.


Her silent violence is

Breaking me.


Her silent violence

Has got to stop.


just stop.

oh, please

just stop.


John Tzortzis 7/29/98

Friday, February 15, 2019

Tuesday, February 5, 2019

IF SHE LOVED ME...

If She Loved Me...

If she loved me,
Why did she leave me?
If she loved me,
That fucking Bitch!

If she loved me, why did she leave?
Why did she leave me like this?

She didn't understand about my God.
She didn't believe in my God.
She didn't know my God.
She was afraid of my God.

If she loved me,
Why did she leave me?
If she loved me,
Was she a witch?

If she loved me,
Why did she leave?
Why did she leave me like this?

A witch is someone who casts a spell
without knowing God.

A witch is someone who don't believe
there is a God.

A witch is someone who don't understand
there is a God.

A witch is someone who doesn't
love her God!

If she loved me,
That wasn't love!
That was just love from a WITCH!!

I USED TO LOVE HER

I USED TO LOVE HER


I used to love her.
I used to love her.
And now I don't remember her name.

I used to love her.
I used to love her
And now I don't even know her name.

She loved me so, so much
She pushed me far away.
She loved me so, so much
this is what she had to say:

My soul is far away
It's hidden deep inside.
I'm always so afraid.
That's why I always hide.

My feelings can't be hurt.
I'm going to have to go.
You've got to feel my pain.
For that is all I know.

You've got to feel my pain.
For that is all I know.

I used to love her.
I used to love her.
I don't know how I can just explain.

I used to love her.
I used to love her.
She stole my love and she gave me pain.

Pain.
Pain.
Pain.
Pain.

How could I ever know.
How could I ever tell.
What she was giving me
was a cursed spell.

I tried to analyze
What she did to me.
I tried to analyze
and this is what I see:

I used to love her.
I used to love her
And now I don't even say her name.

I used to love her.
I used to love her
And Love will never be the same.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

PROLOUGE TO WATERSLIDE TIME MACHINE PORTALS

PROLOUGE

I consider each one of my poems and my written word to be a Waterslide Time Machine Portal. Waterslide equals Fun (Emotional), Time Machine equals a different Time and Place (Here and Now) and Portals equals a safe way back and forth (Doors). Each one of my poems are also balanced. They have an emotional side blended with a practical side. Our emotional world can be seen by the fluidity of water and a waterslide is just a practical and material method of transport.

In fact, I can remember my father having a blast when he spent all day going on dozens of waterslides when we were on vacation in Florida back in the eighties. My dad became fond of those waterslides because back when he was growing up in Greece, his home was on the Mediterranean and he could go swimming in the ocean any day he wanted. Going down waterslides is great bunch of fun and I hope all of my readers have fun experiencing each of my word creations. For me, the word waterslide equates with fun, poetic fun.

I created my poems and brought them forth into this world at the proper time using a proper method of delivery, this book. One can say my poems simply slid out of my heart and mind and to me, they are my little babies. Just like me, everyone else was also created and born into this world in a similar fashion. I say we're all born from a waterslide time machine portal. Yes, our mother's womb was a natural time machine bringing us from one plane of existence into another. After all, what is a time machine but a method of transport between past, present and future. Isn't this what a poem is? Isn't this what written word can be? Yes it truly is.

A poem can take one back to a place in the poet's mind where one can taste, smell and even feel whatever is in the poet's imagination and then can maybe even take one forward in time, then back and then safely bring one back to the present, in no time. What a ride! As for a portal, it's just a fancy word for a doorway, as in a passenger door because after all isn't anyone who will be reading my poems actually be a passenger of my imagination? Now, it's time to speak on my subtle subtitle and the power of The Holy Grail.

On this plane of existence we call Earth, we're all given one life to live as we see fit. As for 'Unveiling The Holy Grails', well, I believe we all have a hidden Holy Grail deep within each one of us which has the power to heal us and restore our world (me, myself & I) to paradise.
We each have our own Holy Grail hidden deep within and we may be able to discover and fully grasp it after we transpire the unexplored hidden darkness of our subconscious. Once we discover our own elusive Holy Grail, happiness, renewal, revitalization and infinite abundance might surely be restored after taking a sip. Alas, this voyage, commonly known as 'The Know Thyself Journey', may truly be it's own just reward.

I'm gently speaking of our own hidden Divinity. By simply reading WATERSLiDE TiME MACHiNE PΩRTALS one may truly unveil The Holy Grail. If one needs convincing, simply turn to the second poem in the Fourth Realm, PLATO SURFiNG THE iNFiNiTY PORTALS, called 'Field Motion'. On page 51 begin reading the very first line: “A moment, the brief effort calculated among the pre-coincidental.”... Divinity may truly be a God given gift.

For now, I'd like to describe my own current understanding of 'God' as a dynamic Being or Existence who is 'GuidingOne's Divinity'. Now, my understanding is fluid and may change over time. The more information I acquire, the more knowledge I attain and with the help of God, I may be able to receive His grace, His wisdom and His Divinity and get a more better and truer understanding. Drinking from The Holy Grail is like drinking from the Infinite Divine.

For me, the present moment is the best present or gift The Divine can ever create and give to us. When one is in the present moment, one may choose to safely time travel to any time one desires by simply using one's own imagination and wisdom. For me, sticking with the present is usually ideal.

I consider each one of my poems and my written word as an open portal. Each poem sparks a hidden passion which is just, peaceful, genuine and authentic. Bringing my conscious and subconscious mind together in harmony has allowed me to explore, nurture and heal my heart and mind. 

Before the harmony there was fear, which causes duality and division. The subconscious is the holder of the past and all of it's precious moments. When one accepts one's past one no longer has resentments. I forgave myself for harms I caused my self and asked others for forgiveness for harms I caused them. God loves all of His Creations and since He loves us all he does not have to forgive us. His eternal love for us is proof enough. He may desire us to love Him and respect Him in return, but I really don't know. If one is a divided soul one must be careful when dealing with one's subconscious because any sort of fear one may bring to it, may cause more fear instead of bringing harmony.

So, there is a caveat when dealing with one's subconscious which can be fairly easy to understand: One needs to somehow ground oneself before choosing to enter into one's subconscious. The subconscious mind is specular or mirror like so, whatever one reflects into the subconscious will be reflected right back. We can all be bold enough to explore our hidden subconscious and it's safe to say, we didn't learn how to do this in any sort of public school.

For me, my subconscious mind wasn't something I would just freely dive into. At first, I considered it a boundless place possibly filled with unforeseen darkness and unmarked booby traps. I could easily become lost in the reckless debris as some sort of lurid darkness may suddenly desire to lure me into a surreal sinkhole and suck me into a pesky and unavoidable resentment loop. As the Neptunian sea of confusion seemingly gets its grips on me because I may have gone swimming without an anchor, once again, I may become forever lost in the land of yesteryear. So, I swiftly pray to Apollo to show me the light at the end of this torrid tunnel.

I may have the likes of Saturn, Neptune, Uranus and Pluto coaxing me into an unwavering, time wasting, elation free limbo heading towards complete annihilation or into a head spinning transformative plunge right into the eerie claws of good 'ole fashioned death. My sanity may not ever find a method for escape. I may be left lingering for minutes, hours, days or possibly years. So, when I desire to peer into the realm of the subconscious I use two trusted methods which are reliable and can truly keep me properly grounded: 

First, I imagine I'm sitting at the edge of a pier with my bare feet submerged into the waters of my subtle subconscious mind. This allows me to access my entire subconscious while still being grounded. I may swish and kick my feet or choose to just let them sway. I can use this method while in meditation or when I'm sitting or not moving on this earthly plane of existence.

Second, I can imagine my body as a type of car where I'm able to access the future, by peering forward as well as the past, by pretending to look into my rear view mirror and/or my side mirrors, as I safely and carefully 'reflect upon my past'. When I peer into the rearview, I am reflecting and accessing my subconscious mind. This way, I'm safe and grounded while continuing to 'reflect upon my sub-conscious'. Having some sort of grip of reality is the key when one desires to explore the subconscious realm, even for just a moment.

With practice, anyone may learn to do the same. Praying and having regular conscious contact with my Higher Power also helps tremendously. My Higher Power gives me the courage I need to make goals and the perseverance to bring forth proper results. Time is mostly wasted when we choose to live in the future or the past. 

As far as I know, God only exists in the present because I can only access God in the present, I can not 'live' in the past or the future. We may be cheating ourselves out of time when we choose to be anywhere, but the present. The present is pre-sent by God. Following God is the Natural way to live.

The Holy Grail, when sipped from may give us a longer 'life' (more present and aware moments and being more alive in the present). If we stay more and more in the present, we are not living in the past or future, therefore we will naturally prolong our life in the present. In Latin, the suffix 'ment' means 'mind' and in the English language, the letter 'm' and the letter 'n' may be interchangeable, so “MO-MENT” may be translated to: “NO-MIND”. This is direct soul contact. My poems are designed to subconsciously align one's subconscious by bringing one into the present moment, so one may more easily choose to enjoy living in the present.


WATERSLiDE TiME MACHiNE PΩRTALS is separated into Two books, BOOK ALPHA & BOOK OMEGA. Both books will have SiX REALMS. These REALMS are based on the HOUSE System found in Western Astrology. In BOOK ALPHA, each REALM will deal with the shaping and influencing of a certain aspect of one's private self. 

In BOOK ALPHA:

The FiRST REALM deals with ONE'S SELF
The SECOND REALM deals with ONE'S VALUES
The THiRD REALM deals with ONE'S COMMUNiCATiON
The FOURTH REALM deals with ONE'S HOME LiFE
The FiFTH REALM deals with ONE'S CREATiViTY
The SiXTH REALM deals with ONE'S SERViCE TO OTHERS
My forthcoming book, BOOK OMEGA, will primarily deal with the shaping and influencing of a certain aspect of one's public self and how one deals with others.

The poems along with the written word in this book, BOOK ALPHA, were created utilizing my conscious mind working together with my subconscious mind (Spirit) and my heart (Soul) . I've learned I can occasionally peer behind the veil which holds back and separates our conscious and subconscious minds and reveal the hidden aspects of my self.

WATERSLiDE TiME MACHiNE PΩRTALS was brought forth using my creativity which is a combination of my conscious and subconscious mind, my left and right brain, my understanding, my beliefs, my knowing, my imagination, my feelings, my emotions, my Spirit, my Soul, my logic and most of all my wisdom given to me by The Divine. I hope everyone thoroughly enjoys reading this book. I'm truly grateful for being able to publish this book.

I've been writing poetry since 1989. When I began writing, I mostly wrote when I got inspired. I used to get inspired often and on a regular basis. Today, I also consider myself being easily inspired. Yes, I do give credit to my daily prayer and mediation. In fact, I choose to meditate via playing one of my bass guitars for 12 minutes a day. I've been doing this daily for over a year, now. I find the music, which is a language of God, gets me in tune with my Higher Power's will for me. Then after meditation, I choose to carry the harmony I find in meditation throughout my day. If I find myself out of harmony with myself or my fellow man, I can easily recognize it and amend my behavior. Thus, a harmonious flow can be easily attained and maintained.

One may discover themselves smiling often as they're reading WATERSLiDE TiME MACHiNE PΩRTALS. This is because one is relating with what I have to say. I want this to be a feel good reading type of book. Remember, each chapter or Realm has a theme and a certain feel to it. This is by design. Please feel free to come back to a poem again and again. One may bookmark it, highlight it, underline it, make notes in it, take a picture of it, Instagram it, Snapchat it, memorize it or even recite it! One can be guided and inspired by one's intuition and one can remember to smile again and again.

RestoringOurWorldToParadise.blogspot.comis the name of my blog which I began writing in January of 2016 (one may also find this link written on the copyright page in the first few pages in the beginning of this book). I post on this blog whenever I feel like it. There's no rhyme or reason. I simply just follow my natural instinct, my gut. I will be posting a few of my upcoming poems which will be found in my forthcoming book, WATERSLiDE TiME MACHiNE PΩRTALS, BOOK OMEGA in my blog in the same fashion so, one may occasionally check out my blog for a sneak peek.

As a reader, one may also feel free to reach me at my email address: restoringourworldtoparadise@gmail.comNow, I'd like to also briefly discuss my cover art. This is a picture of an oil painting I painted in the family room of our Skokie home soon after the death of my father in 1989. It is of a spirit being consumed by the sun. I named the painting 'iSurrender!”. My father was electrocuted under the restaurant's dishwasher as he was trying to fix some loose wires. The restaurant meant everything to my dad. With it he was able to feed and support our family. He was also able to feed our patrons who kept coming back as regular customers and allowing us to thrive and survive.

He had many who loved his food, his company and his great generosity. I couldn't have asked for a better father. It was too bad I only knew him until I was eighteen. Over the years, I've learned a lot about acceptance and I write about it in quite a few of the poems one may discover in this book.

This book is mainly dedicated to my father. Without his hard work and dedication to his family I do not know what I would ever be doing. He taught me how to work hard and what it took to be a productive member of society. When I lost him, a part of me did not want to care about society anymore. Today, I'd like for his memory to live on and what better form or shall I say portal can I choose than this book ,which I choose to call:

WATERSLiDE TiME MACHiNE PΩRTALS”.

I'm grateful for all of my readers and wish happiness and blessings to all who've chosen to pick up and explore WATERSLiDE TiME MACHiNE PΩRTALS, BOOK ALPHA. Thanks for the purchase or accepting my gift, as well as, for all of the love and support.

                                                                           Be good.

                                                                           Be kind.

                                                                            Enjoy.

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

HEAVY THOUGHTS


HEAVY THOUGHTS


Ever wonder what they say about you

behind your back?


You are in the dark.

Dark humor engulfs you.


Twisting, turning, wrestling

with you till you lose your

old identity.


Reborn, you awake.


No longer in the dreadful darkness.

Was it just a dream?


I dare you to separate

a daydream in reality.


I see a muscleman

holding yellow daises.


He greets you with a smile.


When they ask

you'll say he was nice

and his flowers lit up your day.