Paramore - Future
Heed these words..
*Read slowly, and multiple times, to fully receive the words.*
*Read slowly, and multiple times, to fully receive the words.*
*Read slowly,and multiple times, to fully receive the words.*
--- Another note of caution: if you aren't used to my layoutstyle in my recent blogs.. I will have completed works titled in italics, and end them with a series of
"---". Treat everything else separated with a double-space, as an individual thought or piece, and not as part of the line(s) double-spaced before or after. ---
May we sit down and chat for a little while? I, for one have much to say and would rather get it out now than later. You see, I have been pent-up, bottled, corked, for a long time. I feel like I am about to bust! So please, help a brother out and relieve some of my pressure.
Karma is real. I can see the future unfolding itself in front of me.
Whenever I find myself in a lesser pleasant situation than a moment ago, I know it to be the effect, from the cause of my poor decision. Ergo, when I give into a joyous, and prosperous state, where laughter and smiles consume me, I am being rewarded for my good duty. These mechanics are simple enough to understand; but to live within their constraints, with all of their inadvertent checks and balances, the inner workings tend to get lost in the routine of daily life. For a moment, let us think about the result of forever doing the right thing. Everything you do, each action, and each thought are to your best moral ability, every time. What would you be left with? The ultimate, most rewarding life you would ever have. I don't know about you, but the perfect life (whatever that happens to be) is the one I want to live. Taking the minor sacrifice of spending the try to do something right the first time around, is worth the wait, and saves you the hassle of the negative outcome(s) later. So next time you think of taking the easy route out, instead of the right road --- just know, Karma and all of its rewards, swing both ways.
Ders - I have but one word, Justice. Right? Just, us. It is just us, on this planet Earth. We are alone. So, we need to trust each other.Trust, us. Rhymes. So you know that it is real. Which brings me to the question: Are we human?, or are we dancers? --- Gosh, I love Workaholics.
Stories
I come at you
With telling eyes
I take you back
To the past times
I love forever
In my old mind
I took the moment
To discover why
I never found out
Until this time,
That is why I had
To go through mine
Sharing brings lessons
Told to untwist ties
Remembering things
Growing us more pine
But we laugh it off
We figure.. learnt wise
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Present specific details
Through language we may express this Cosmic Soup Kitchen
For what it is, we may never know.
But of what I do, I see that, I should always try my best
And I do, whenever I feel compelled enough to take the time to speak
Across filters, and over barriers
Around passageways, and hidden sides
Riding the lines of others
Is where you will find me tonight
I know a way to better make this worth my while
Dark Eyes - Indigo
I have come upon your face
In that expression you mould
You see me look of pleasure
Lips spread too wide to hold
Back the shining proof, behind your wet eyes
That I fill-in your holes, where your soul resides
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Devil you know we are right
Picking the trouble tonight
Too much sugar
Not enough love
You can run, but you'll just die tired
You only see the ground when you look down
Oh my wow
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
Three rules to keeping a gal:
1) Look them in the eye and don't be shy
2) Always be a gentlemen
3) Make it good to them the first time, and they will know where to come the second
Oh, deepest of holes..
I lay to rest, quite spent
Where I am hold
Where am I hold?
My mind is an open cage
Where did you go?
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My random Xbox gamers' tag is Corkcoder43 - Who'd a'thunk?
Right Key
I was going to lie after his next retort
He had me pinned until he fell short
I was going to have to lie..
But He wouldn't go there
He gave up his right, and was taken fair
He said, "Lead the way, for I have died."
So, I lent him my left, and we said our goodbyes
To the world behind us, we only leave..
So come along, we will take you as be
To the beyond us, where we shall see
Our new frontier, where honesty is key
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I would like to perform myself
Look at the current
Six inches shy
The Three Bears
Papa Bear taught me the honey of the wood
He kept us warm fed from the char of the soot
He said,
You save what You can, in the moment You could
You man, find the calm within the good
And You breathe fire, when You know You should
Momma Bear kept me in the arms of the Lord
She taught me to keep safe behind old faith and glory
She said,
You find the ways to keep trucking towards
You son, hold the final clutched cord
And You find ways to not be bored
Teddy Bear kept me the most warm at night
He taught me hugs under the cradle light
He said,
You will be alright under Your starlit woods
You boy, You love more than You ever think You should
And You save what all You know, to be right and good
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You will never understand yourself, until you listen to yourself
You must leave some things behind to bring yourself somewhere new
Let's not make it worse until it gets better
You know I tell you
But you won't listen
It's this one thing
The something you are missing
I find what I say
Sometimes to be true
While others
Only try to hurt you
Tide Breaker
I want her here before me
So that I may see it through her eyes
I know she tried to warn me
But I lost her in the tide
If only, if, I had given her more than I tried
Then maybe our love would still be alive
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I will be gone by then,
But I hope you get to go
We think easy
We speak slow
Still, mixed signals
Are all we know
Pot of Tea
Behold my wholesome worries, over a pot of hot tea
Steeping in my darkest grains, lie the bitter parts of me
Pouring out my bags tied, I find in the warming cup
That the sweet smelling green dye, is enough to cheer me up
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I'm a good mentor
If you've seen the things I can do
If I can tell you enough detail
You could see these places too
All I know, is what I know best. So I don't careless.
Well..I really don't know
I guess it goes to show
Leading Eyes
I enjoy writing the moment
Instead of living it for myself
Breathing is enough fun
Speaking with lead's help
I expose the blank paper
To what it will never feel
So that I may try to give it
What I never had instilled
Within these spoken lines
The attempt to recall my strife
So that I may pass the lesson on
To never get in the writer's life
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I hope you enjoyed. Please tell me what you think, more details the better. Have any comments/ critiques/complaints, let them be heard. I will do my best to get blogs out much more frequently from now on. Until nexttime, Taylor.
P.S. Having reread the blog, I know it is missing some things.My intention was to have more discussion and less poems in it, but I simply ran out of time. That being said, here is this one out and rolling, and I will start working on more of me simply talking/sharing thoughts. They can only get better from here. Good day to you.
