the days grow shorter and the nights are longer, the air has a cool breeze and the twilight of the night seems to be at a distances glance.
Farther and father away it seems that there is any intellect out there somewhere waiting for us to seek it out.
Perhaps the intelligence is like us to the ants, we scream and shout at the ants all day and night yet they cannot hear our cries and they cannot understand our language, to them it would seam like the howl of the wind. They cannot fathom us as a whole as we are far too large for them to see us in scale. when we step upon the land they walk they must feel a mighty earthquake, and question, "is that god?"
So why bother to search outside one's own world?
Its only natural.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
more random poems by William J Dorsett
Sun begins to rise another day again
You need to remember where you’ve been
History has a tendency to repeat,
So dont lie down and pretend to sleep
Don’t forget its all in your mind
What ever it is you are trying to find
And you don’t know what you seak
Listen little and too much you speak
Every time you express yourself
You could show your wealth
The first time we met
when she arrived I was nervous, and a bit worried about what she might think. and as we drove down the driveway from my gate, I slowly felt myself getting comfortable.
I took her inside my house, introduced her to my grandfather and escorted her to the privacy of my room, my comfort zone, the place where I could bare myself to her, with little fear or anxiety.
This is when i fist got a good look at her, and i could see in her expression she was timid and shy. Perhaps she was a little worried about what I was thinking, about what I wanted. All i could see is beuaty, and I thought to myself, I must reach out and embrase her. So I did, and as she was rapped in my embrace, I felt her warmth and, it conforted me. She seemed to loose her anxiety within the saftey of my arms, and she begain to open herself up to me. SO we conversed for a bit, and shared little details about one another, but in this was excitement and feeling. Eventualy, I led her to my bed where we sat and talked more, and not long after I got her into a possition to give her a massage. And as her bare skin layed streach out before me, i gently caressed her back. and i begain to kneed her flesh, gently, yet forceably, attempting to remove any and all stress from her werry muscles. I so wanted to kiss her as my fingers glidded over her body. Her skin was so smooth and soft and her body seemed to beckon for more. I leaned in as i caressed and kneeded her flesh more and kissed the corner of her lips, which was kind of like a testing of the waters. A short sweet smile was my responce, and so i massage more, kissing various parts of her back, lightly and compassionately. Then i turned her over and begain to massage her front. I made sure to give every piece of her flesh atention, and i gazed into her eyes and kissed her again, this time she kissed me back. Her kiss was passionate and moved me in such a way, that the kiss itself was orgasmic and it took my breath away.
The kisses didn't stop, though i found with each one it to be harder to concentrait on all of her luscious body. Her passion matched mine, and burned into my soul. Then worked up and without warning, we stoped, and gazed at one another smiling, and engaging in conversation. It went on like this for hours, before she finnaly took my essence from me with her tight, wet, vagina. When i finnaly released my seed, I was filled with a great energy. We layed there for a bit, and cuddled as we smoked our cigs, and we talked more.
Then it was time for her to leave as her responcibilities where egging her to part from me.
So we walked and talked, and i showed her some of my land. Then I rode with her to the gate, to open it for her. Moments after she was gone, i felt a sorrow upon my chest, as i didn't want this perfect day to end. I thought and i hoped, that there would be more days with her, like this to come. I still talk to her often, but as of yet nothing has compaired with this day.
But with each passing moment with or without her, my heart grows fonder of who she is, and what she makes me feel. I really apriciate that she is in my life.
I cant get enough of you
You know that my words are true
And I may not be good enough for you
And I understand, the things your going through
I want you to know I am here for you
IF any of my comfort will ever do
I may seam a little incoherant
But i am sure my feelings are aparent
And every time I think about you
You dont understand, that my heart beats true..
And I want you to know how i feel
My friendship to you is more than real
I can’t get my thoughts away from you
The more i learned the more they grew
And i may not be there for what your going through
And my embrace my not be good enough for you
I want you to know i am here for you
If I can offer any comfort to you
You may seam a bit intolerant
But i could have just been incoherant
And every time I dream of you
MY pillows embrace will never do
And i want you to know how i feel
This conection seams so sureal
You need to remember where you’ve been
History has a tendency to repeat,
So dont lie down and pretend to sleep
Don’t forget its all in your mind
What ever it is you are trying to find
And you don’t know what you seak
Listen little and too much you speak
Every time you express yourself
You could show your wealth
The first time we met
when she arrived I was nervous, and a bit worried about what she might think. and as we drove down the driveway from my gate, I slowly felt myself getting comfortable.
I took her inside my house, introduced her to my grandfather and escorted her to the privacy of my room, my comfort zone, the place where I could bare myself to her, with little fear or anxiety.
This is when i fist got a good look at her, and i could see in her expression she was timid and shy. Perhaps she was a little worried about what I was thinking, about what I wanted. All i could see is beuaty, and I thought to myself, I must reach out and embrase her. So I did, and as she was rapped in my embrace, I felt her warmth and, it conforted me. She seemed to loose her anxiety within the saftey of my arms, and she begain to open herself up to me. SO we conversed for a bit, and shared little details about one another, but in this was excitement and feeling. Eventualy, I led her to my bed where we sat and talked more, and not long after I got her into a possition to give her a massage. And as her bare skin layed streach out before me, i gently caressed her back. and i begain to kneed her flesh, gently, yet forceably, attempting to remove any and all stress from her werry muscles. I so wanted to kiss her as my fingers glidded over her body. Her skin was so smooth and soft and her body seemed to beckon for more. I leaned in as i caressed and kneeded her flesh more and kissed the corner of her lips, which was kind of like a testing of the waters. A short sweet smile was my responce, and so i massage more, kissing various parts of her back, lightly and compassionately. Then i turned her over and begain to massage her front. I made sure to give every piece of her flesh atention, and i gazed into her eyes and kissed her again, this time she kissed me back. Her kiss was passionate and moved me in such a way, that the kiss itself was orgasmic and it took my breath away.
The kisses didn't stop, though i found with each one it to be harder to concentrait on all of her luscious body. Her passion matched mine, and burned into my soul. Then worked up and without warning, we stoped, and gazed at one another smiling, and engaging in conversation. It went on like this for hours, before she finnaly took my essence from me with her tight, wet, vagina. When i finnaly released my seed, I was filled with a great energy. We layed there for a bit, and cuddled as we smoked our cigs, and we talked more.
Then it was time for her to leave as her responcibilities where egging her to part from me.
So we walked and talked, and i showed her some of my land. Then I rode with her to the gate, to open it for her. Moments after she was gone, i felt a sorrow upon my chest, as i didn't want this perfect day to end. I thought and i hoped, that there would be more days with her, like this to come. I still talk to her often, but as of yet nothing has compaired with this day.
But with each passing moment with or without her, my heart grows fonder of who she is, and what she makes me feel. I really apriciate that she is in my life.
I cant get enough of you
You know that my words are true
And I may not be good enough for you
And I understand, the things your going through
I want you to know I am here for you
IF any of my comfort will ever do
I may seam a little incoherant
But i am sure my feelings are aparent
And every time I think about you
You dont understand, that my heart beats true..
And I want you to know how i feel
My friendship to you is more than real
I can’t get my thoughts away from you
The more i learned the more they grew
And i may not be there for what your going through
And my embrace my not be good enough for you
I want you to know i am here for you
If I can offer any comfort to you
You may seam a bit intolerant
But i could have just been incoherant
And every time I dream of you
MY pillows embrace will never do
And i want you to know how i feel
This conection seams so sureal
slight case of independance (wjd date unknown)
Slight case of independence
Far away lives with out penance
Open to what may be
But too blind unable to see
Curious of this world we live in
Where are we going where have we been
Does it really matter does any one care
What is left when nothing is there
Can it be seen through the shroud
As it fades away as a misty cloud.
Far away lives with out penance
Open to what may be
But too blind unable to see
Curious of this world we live in
Where are we going where have we been
Does it really matter does any one care
What is left when nothing is there
Can it be seen through the shroud
As it fades away as a misty cloud.
she thought (wjd date unknown)
She stood there with a sullen smile as she Gazed into the black void that was the gateway to places unimaginable by anyone who has lived a life of peace and happiness.
As she walked towards this portal, this dimensional rift, she felt herself loosing her grip on reality.
The light began to shift, as the physical began to fade, she fell for what seemed like an eternity, only to find herself in a weightless state of oblivion.
Her in this vast nothingness she decided that her memory was the only hold she had left on the world she left behind.
With her eyes wide open she envisioned a new world, in her own imagination, and strange things began to spawn.
Unaware of the things her terrible mind had created, she decided to recreate her body of old, and venture out into her new world.
She didn’t realize that the body she created was still capable of feeling pain, or knowing sadness, but she would soon find in this horrible place her mind had stored away.
She looked out and saw all that this new land had to offer and dismal colors guided her way into hell.
She found herself among trees that have long since been dead, and children with coal black eyes, and hearts to match.
She found herself feeling a sadness consume her in this nightmarish twisted reality of what once was wondrous.
She walked further into the chaos that emanated from her head, and witnessed torched devils crying out in solace and hatred.
And her sadness grew for there was nothing that she could do to help these demons.
The further into her world she went, the more she missed the one that was created for her, the old world, the one that she had to learn and struggle to enjoy.
But she thought to herself “ there must be things here as well that i can enjoy.
Just then her mood again begin to shift an swing, and she felt anger, and sorrow all at once.
She started seeing all of her painful memories rehashed before her eyes.
This solitude she felt was unbearable.
“What have I done?” What has befallen before me, in this time of tragedy, in this place of death an illusion?”
How can I find peace?”
She plagued herself with her thoughts, as eerily a specter of hate came to rest itself upon her shoulders.
She stared blankly into the midnight sky.
And felt herself slowly falling into a deep ominous sleep.
She awoke the next day to find the heat unbearable , and pains through out her body, unexplainable, excruciating spasms of deviant pain.
She fell to the ground and was forced by some unknown to hold her consciousness.
She again felt a despair come over her, accompanied by hatred, and fear.
“What have I don't, what have I created, what can I do to change all of this?”
She stared blankly into a fire that light the blood red sky.
Picking her bones, she tormented herself in her thoughts in her delusions, unaware of her own negativity, unaware, that this alone was hers and hers alone. Unable to comprehend, she has control.
Deeply torched, and badly maimed, she crawled further down this dark, dismal hole.
The blood rushed from her body, yet she could not die.
Now increasingly raging in pain, she impaled herself on a nearby thorn tree, making sure to fill her body full of the splinters and spikes that grew out of its bark.
She found herself in more pain, with a sadness that filled her lands with tears, and a rage that filled her heart with hate.
The sorrowful life she lived, has come full circle. “Choices, and thoughts, intent corrupted, impending doom with the judgments cast, and the finger pointed.”
This saying repeated over and over within her mind.
As she walked towards this portal, this dimensional rift, she felt herself loosing her grip on reality.
The light began to shift, as the physical began to fade, she fell for what seemed like an eternity, only to find herself in a weightless state of oblivion.
Her in this vast nothingness she decided that her memory was the only hold she had left on the world she left behind.
With her eyes wide open she envisioned a new world, in her own imagination, and strange things began to spawn.
Unaware of the things her terrible mind had created, she decided to recreate her body of old, and venture out into her new world.
She didn’t realize that the body she created was still capable of feeling pain, or knowing sadness, but she would soon find in this horrible place her mind had stored away.
She looked out and saw all that this new land had to offer and dismal colors guided her way into hell.
She found herself among trees that have long since been dead, and children with coal black eyes, and hearts to match.
She found herself feeling a sadness consume her in this nightmarish twisted reality of what once was wondrous.
She walked further into the chaos that emanated from her head, and witnessed torched devils crying out in solace and hatred.
And her sadness grew for there was nothing that she could do to help these demons.
The further into her world she went, the more she missed the one that was created for her, the old world, the one that she had to learn and struggle to enjoy.
But she thought to herself “ there must be things here as well that i can enjoy.
Just then her mood again begin to shift an swing, and she felt anger, and sorrow all at once.
She started seeing all of her painful memories rehashed before her eyes.
This solitude she felt was unbearable.
“What have I done?” What has befallen before me, in this time of tragedy, in this place of death an illusion?”
How can I find peace?”
She plagued herself with her thoughts, as eerily a specter of hate came to rest itself upon her shoulders.
She stared blankly into the midnight sky.
And felt herself slowly falling into a deep ominous sleep.
She awoke the next day to find the heat unbearable , and pains through out her body, unexplainable, excruciating spasms of deviant pain.
She fell to the ground and was forced by some unknown to hold her consciousness.
She again felt a despair come over her, accompanied by hatred, and fear.
“What have I don't, what have I created, what can I do to change all of this?”
She stared blankly into a fire that light the blood red sky.
Picking her bones, she tormented herself in her thoughts in her delusions, unaware of her own negativity, unaware, that this alone was hers and hers alone. Unable to comprehend, she has control.
Deeply torched, and badly maimed, she crawled further down this dark, dismal hole.
The blood rushed from her body, yet she could not die.
Now increasingly raging in pain, she impaled herself on a nearby thorn tree, making sure to fill her body full of the splinters and spikes that grew out of its bark.
She found herself in more pain, with a sadness that filled her lands with tears, and a rage that filled her heart with hate.
The sorrowful life she lived, has come full circle. “Choices, and thoughts, intent corrupted, impending doom with the judgments cast, and the finger pointed.”
This saying repeated over and over within her mind.
sacrificed love (wjd date unknown)
I sit here in my depression and ponder
A war boils up between my heart and mind.
I feel myself fading into oblivious agony
My mind says let go
For now things wont work
If love exists
So shall it be if it’s meant
My heart feels this, and crys in pain
Forces work agaisnt us
And its driving me insane
To be with my love is my dream
But for now the risk is too great
And sacrifice, is the only way it seems
That love can prevail.
My heart and mind are at war
But also they agree
Perhaps a little more time
wait and see
Research all that i can and try to find a way
A voice from a scorpion, speaks out loud
“sacrifice the heart now,
to fulfill it for a life time”
true love will break free
from all of the chaos that consumes us
as we continue to see the light
My heart loves all that you are
As my head is full of fear
Furious this battle is
Deep inside deep within
I don’t know what to do
All i know is i love you.
A war boils up between my heart and mind.
I feel myself fading into oblivious agony
My mind says let go
For now things wont work
If love exists
So shall it be if it’s meant
My heart feels this, and crys in pain
Forces work agaisnt us
And its driving me insane
To be with my love is my dream
But for now the risk is too great
And sacrifice, is the only way it seems
That love can prevail.
My heart and mind are at war
But also they agree
Perhaps a little more time
wait and see
Research all that i can and try to find a way
A voice from a scorpion, speaks out loud
“sacrifice the heart now,
to fulfill it for a life time”
true love will break free
from all of the chaos that consumes us
as we continue to see the light
My heart loves all that you are
As my head is full of fear
Furious this battle is
Deep inside deep within
I don’t know what to do
All i know is i love you.
William J Dorsett (and yet more random poems)
the snake
she wispers in my ear
telling me these things
that i fear
never knowing
from second glance
as i wonder further on
to face the chance
of what i might dream
as i wake
of what i give
or of what i take
i search ever so long
and ever so far
as though my body feels
this horrible jar
this tourchous power
i can't break free
this chaotic dream
inside of me
i look out
and see you stair
and i know
from your glair
that one look
could so easily kill
but just one good taste
will fulfill
a destiny
we had not known
a destiny that
was never shown
yet you and i
where in a book
from that bite
we both solemly took
and yet we
where once of one
now we are two
moon and sun
(art by William J Dorsett)
Once i was born, or so i am told,
I don't remeber even though, I am not that old.
Then came the years, one two and three
leanrning to speak, coun't and A B C
then came four and five,
I finnialy realized, "I am alive."
Moveing throught this life, learning as i go
expirienceing new adventures and dramas as i grow.
Remebering what was watching it change
entering my teens feeling great rage
Sometimes, I did good, others i did my best
But all in all I still engage in the test.
I have seen light I have seen dark
I can see beauty in a street or a park.
I have felt the spirit of my soul
As I let in love, as I let it flow.
Here i am near twenty five
And here i am still alive.
Some day I will die, or so i have been told
If death did come, i would embrace her even though, I am not very old.....
W>J>D (c) 4/13/2002
(art William J Dorsett)
one is to one::::2-22-02 wjd merlin
when i realized i was one, and alone, i was saddend......
when i realized, i could become many I was gladdened......
so out from my mind I sprung, no longer was i one.
createing the stars, the planets, the sun.......
I create life and breeze
animals, plants and trees...
for the greatest of glourys, i recreated myself in human.....
man and woman
spit in two i became
yet I then begain to blame,,,
myself for what we (I) have done, and so i recreated my self x 2 x 3
slowly becomeing less and less me
I (we) moved forward createing more and more
but as we created we destroyed
and from the one we came (many)
all of this is to uncanny
and as we (I) move forward we (I) realize we (I) may die.
And again we are saddend....
then we relize we are eternal
and we are gladdend.
the we realize we are one
and i am saddend and alone.......but i realize that i can be many
once again here we go......!
from the one to the many from the many to the one from the one to the
many from the many to the one...........................()()()()
SPRING IS COMEING 2-23-02 © WJD*** MERLIN INTERPRISES…LOL
the end has come and gone
winter is almost done
now here spring comes
bringing forth life under the sun
seeing things that sprout out green
as the frogs croak and the birds sing
as the flowers blosum, and the rain drops
setting in the mothers props
for life's play to be shown again
so nature nurtures her friends
bring forth that which was unseen
the colors of the rainbow and a lot of green
AWAKEN 2-24-02
awaken to the sound
awaken to the round
awaken to what is new
awaken to what is you
awaken to the whole
awaken to the soul
awaken to what is and is not
awaken to what you have got
awaken to the past
awaken at last
awaken to the present
awaken to the pleasent
awaken to what is unseen
awaken from your dream
awaken to the bliss
awaken to all that is...
misty midnight sky
what is it about you that beckons me
is it the your stars, your space your moon
that brings me forth that sees me free
and what is that cakleing i do hear
witches woods
am I in the clear
from th wolves amonths the sheep
undenieth the misty midnight sky
small eyes did peep
as i questioned as sought
as it drew near morning
or so i thought
oh misty midnight sky
i must question
whats wrong with these eyes
for i see you are still hear
these sights bring me into fear
for the hours of darkness have past
yet here these misty midnight skies
still at full mast
what is happening to me
in this darkness i cant see
misty midnight skies
away with thee
let me be
bring forth the morning light
just so i might
apreciate thee and gaze upon the again
misty midnight skies
whats wrong with my eyes
i could have sworn
this hour has gone
and it should be morn
yet you are still hear beconing me
yet i have done nothing to beseach thee
let me go let me see
that which you veil from me
the light of the day
misty midnight sky be away...... 2-24-02
she wispers in my ear
telling me these things
that i fear
never knowing
from second glance
as i wonder further on
to face the chance
of what i might dream
as i wake
of what i give
or of what i take
i search ever so long
and ever so far
as though my body feels
this horrible jar
this tourchous power
i can't break free
this chaotic dream
inside of me
i look out
and see you stair
and i know
from your glair
that one look
could so easily kill
but just one good taste
will fulfill
a destiny
we had not known
a destiny that
was never shown
yet you and i
where in a book
from that bite
we both solemly took
and yet we
where once of one
now we are two
moon and sun
(art by William J Dorsett)
Once i was born, or so i am told,
I don't remeber even though, I am not that old.
Then came the years, one two and three
leanrning to speak, coun't and A B C
then came four and five,
I finnialy realized, "I am alive."
Moveing throught this life, learning as i go
expirienceing new adventures and dramas as i grow.
Remebering what was watching it change
entering my teens feeling great rage
Sometimes, I did good, others i did my best
But all in all I still engage in the test.
I have seen light I have seen dark
I can see beauty in a street or a park.
I have felt the spirit of my soul
As I let in love, as I let it flow.
Here i am near twenty five
And here i am still alive.
Some day I will die, or so i have been told
If death did come, i would embrace her even though, I am not very old.....
W>J>D (c) 4/13/2002
(art William J Dorsett)
one is to one::::2-22-02 wjd merlin
when i realized i was one, and alone, i was saddend......
when i realized, i could become many I was gladdened......
so out from my mind I sprung, no longer was i one.
createing the stars, the planets, the sun.......
I create life and breeze
animals, plants and trees...
for the greatest of glourys, i recreated myself in human.....
man and woman
spit in two i became
yet I then begain to blame,,,
myself for what we (I) have done, and so i recreated my self x 2 x 3
slowly becomeing less and less me
I (we) moved forward createing more and more
but as we created we destroyed
and from the one we came (many)
all of this is to uncanny
and as we (I) move forward we (I) realize we (I) may die.
And again we are saddend....
then we relize we are eternal
and we are gladdend.
the we realize we are one
and i am saddend and alone.......but i realize that i can be many
once again here we go......!
from the one to the many from the many to the one from the one to the
many from the many to the one...........................()()()()
SPRING IS COMEING 2-23-02 © WJD*** MERLIN INTERPRISES…LOL
the end has come and gone
winter is almost done
now here spring comes
bringing forth life under the sun
seeing things that sprout out green
as the frogs croak and the birds sing
as the flowers blosum, and the rain drops
setting in the mothers props
for life's play to be shown again
so nature nurtures her friends
bring forth that which was unseen
the colors of the rainbow and a lot of green
AWAKEN 2-24-02
awaken to the sound
awaken to the round
awaken to what is new
awaken to what is you
awaken to the whole
awaken to the soul
awaken to what is and is not
awaken to what you have got
awaken to the past
awaken at last
awaken to the present
awaken to the pleasent
awaken to what is unseen
awaken from your dream
awaken to the bliss
awaken to all that is...
misty midnight sky
what is it about you that beckons me
is it the your stars, your space your moon
that brings me forth that sees me free
and what is that cakleing i do hear
witches woods
am I in the clear
from th wolves amonths the sheep
undenieth the misty midnight sky
small eyes did peep
as i questioned as sought
as it drew near morning
or so i thought
oh misty midnight sky
i must question
whats wrong with these eyes
for i see you are still hear
these sights bring me into fear
for the hours of darkness have past
yet here these misty midnight skies
still at full mast
what is happening to me
in this darkness i cant see
misty midnight skies
away with thee
let me be
bring forth the morning light
just so i might
apreciate thee and gaze upon the again
misty midnight skies
whats wrong with my eyes
i could have sworn
this hour has gone
and it should be morn
yet you are still hear beconing me
yet i have done nothing to beseach thee
let me go let me see
that which you veil from me
the light of the day
misty midnight sky be away...... 2-24-02
lesser than greater that (wjd date unknown)
Stop thinking visualize being
All that is all creativity
Let it flow like a stream
So it can be seen
Connections shall form anew
To and broaden the view
Life is difficult as it’s made
There is a price to be paid
Journey near, far, within without
Never more live in doubt
Faith (magick) is hard to see
But this is it blessed be
Something learned something felt
In the cards as they are dealt
Play the game and go round
Loosen the grip, by no burdens to be bound
Know what you do and do what you know
Relax breath deep let go
Fret for nothing in this way
Let only your optimism stay
Things happen for a reason this I know to be true
Be aware of your words, and all that you do
Open your mind forward you may see
Watching a future possibility
(art by William J Dorsett)
Autumn leaves they fall
This is part of nature’s call
Life and death can all be witness
As the fall leaves, give natures colorful kiss
Blessed are those who see this come
Full circle as it is near done
Another year full of life
Another year full of strife
Everything that can be imagined and seen
As the Forrest creatures drink from their stream
Nature has its message so true and bold
As onward we will move into winters cold
There is a beginning and an end
Realizing they meet is when we can transcend
Cycles they come and they go
With nature’s harmony they do flow
Autumn is the time of change
Just as the ways of our growing pains
Of life and love and our journey home
In this world where beauty roams….
Quick to blame still
Through these wicked emotions I feel
As this rage boils up inside
With no one to hold no one to confide
To get these dark deceptive thoughts out
To leave this place in my mind this drought
Once I was in a beautiful Forrest full of vegetation, a cliff and stream
But so long ago this was I guess it was just a nice dream
Here I sit in this desert oh desolate land
Full of cactus spiders, snakes scorpions and sand
My furry builds as a dust devil bent on destruction
And when it comes in I lose my sense of construction
How can I make my way past the horror of the dark
Back into the my lighter side of mind, back to my dreamy park
I keep falling in this same old darkened hole
Getting caught up in this anger I can’t seam to control
Oh so horrify is my mind to myself
It is my own devious hell
Though my journey is to find a way out
My own doubt continually, clouds my mind
And I am left weak and feeling confined
Oh this pain this sadness this lack of control
This is my weakness this I know
But I must build on this a fortress of stone
So that by my anger I will no longer be owned
This is my heart speaking loud and true
As my higher self, my soul is coming through
Must find away for me to stay out
Must regain my faith lose my doubt
Must journey in the mind
And seek the answers I need to find
Yet this I have already many times been told
Transmute this lead hear into gold
Into a light and not a weight
So I can break free from all my constraint
Control all that you can
As the atrophy sets in
stagnation of the soul
from all this power and control
over everything that you think should be
as you drive into your eternity
never watching your blind side
oh how this destroys the mind
a wreck of futile attention
don't say a word or even mention
a better way, a better way
cause you wont listen
speak of the heart and of the mind
your controlling ways are so unkind
take all you want but never give
this is not the way we are sopose to live
love is about happiness, and not of pain
this kind of love has nothing to gain
work you magic cast your spell
of your controlling ways creating your living hell
cant see what you do
or the heart that you screw
wake up before it is to late
there is so much at stake
lessons will be learned
as this spiral wheel continues to turn
what you give so shall you receive
this I know you better believe
open your eyes so that you may see
before your controlling causes atrophy
in any and all of your relationships
better be careful before you’re lonely and without friends
this message I give unto you
is nothing never said before nothing that is new
just in a way you may understand
in your mind it just may brand
Egotistical full of self
Small and petite much like and elf
Cute she holds to dismay
As she traces out her own way
Day be day she lives and moves as a lure
Never looking in the distance unaware of any kind of future
Maybe someday she expects to hear “ I will take care of you if you stay,
And you can still live in you own way”
What kind of life does she live
What kind of sacrifices does she give
Does she care does she know
Does she feel does she show
Evermore and never was
Anything she can and never does
Or is this the secular balanced on a spiritual path
What is the formula for this math
Does she know who she is
Does she know the true meaning of love and bliss
Does she search for the truth
Does she bare good news
Does she walk a razors edge
Or to truth does she pledge
Dragons breathe smoke and fire
Conjuring a burning desire
Life and death in the hands of one
So it is written and maybe done
Spell cast out
Confident yet full of doubt
In all that makes this way
Incantations and chants as the wizards and mages play
A caldron sings
As the fates pluck a harp’s strings
Vampires and zombies walking
Among the living
Heroes are few and far between
As we head into a time unseen
By the prophets and scholars of today
What is to come, the answer no one is to say?
The tongue of the serpent speaks forked
As the mouth of the Buddha cries out for peace of Christ mind.
Vishnu dances with glory in the Forrest and wilderness
As Baphomet plays a game of chess with Geisha for the insights of time
Zeus plays a sad tune on his trumpet of gold
Odin seeks out his timeless soul
And through all this the god and goddess get played
As for the word of Jehovah countless men are slain
This is the mortal world in an immortal universe
This is the song of eternity with its gift with its curse
Questioning things of power and might
Dwelling in darkness or light
This is nature with its course
This is the force, the flow, but what is its source?
Many names yet can all mean the same
Who created this mess, who is to blame
Perhaps there is reason for the right
To bear arms for a battle of will and might
But perhaps submission is our true goal
As we continue on our search for the soul
Oblivious to our surroundings as we go about our day
Unaware to what might be or what has been, or what is now
As we fall into the decay of our feeble existence
We are too blind to see two steps in front of us
little own two weeks ahead of us
We walk around like sleepers in the night never knowing a thing
Because we are too vain to look to notice to see
And we engorge ourselves with blissful distractions,
and bide our time with worthless, and meaningless goals
And we still know nothing we rarely search our souls
We would come to realize that this is an everlasting
cycle if we ever looked outside of this box
But we refuse to see anything then what is on our one tract minds
And we fade into the distance
As our extinction seams eminent with our
wars and our drugs and our countless humdrum of free love
And we still walk down this lonely road of solitude
Filled with anger and envy and lust
Have we forgot the true meaning of love?
We separate ourselves from the source of all that is good
And yet we fill our lives with nonsense
and the essence of things worthy of nothing
but a void of pain and suffering and the search continues
to fill the vastness of disolusioned mentality
of the secular world order
while the spiritual beings of this world are looked upon as
the heritics, heathens, and lunitics of our society
frightining as it may be few care to notice
and even fewer still dont notice to care
and there lives keep moving on this super information highway
yet they fill their minds with mindless random facts of things
immuture and tivial to the truth
and they countinue on without responcibility for their actions
as they dodge the bullet of knowing and feeling and seeing what was, is,
and still may come to pass
the mass media enraptured them with their stories of heros and warlords
as they follow the wounded and the helpless like sharks in a feeding
frenzy
and they compile junk upon garbage and call it news
and the world is full of these tormenting and devistating things
they laugh at pain, and cry at love
for they fear and gnash their teeth at that
which is worthy for inspection
yet they still walk away to the mouths of dogs and feed them with these
irrational fecal matters that exist in their souls
there minds
their hearts
I have known you almost a year
I was drawn to your beauty, and silky hair
I yearned to know you in my mind
And know you I did over time
There is a simple sweetness that I adore
But then there is so much more
Yet there are other things I cannot place
I fail to remember when I see your face
There are demons in you dark and defiant
And of these things you have become reliant
So quick to judge and point out others flaws
Yet little do you look in the mirror and scratch yourself with your own claws
Your beauty is within and without
Yet this egotistical confidence is hiding your doubt
You mask your pain with this faked bliss
And to think at one time we shared a kiss
Your arms have brought such comfort
Yet what are these demons in which you consort
Shallow and vain and selfish at times too
These are the parts I don’t like about you
Ask you to change never I will
As I would Ask you to pour your heart but blood spills
Your friendship to me means a lot
Yet I can’t hold back these conflicting feelings I have got
You see I want you close I desire you near
Yet you are also intimidating something I fear
You have a tendency to be shallow and rude
A lack of depth and also shrewd
I feel you are on track yet astray
Even though I love you in many ways
Your words are sometimes torturous and mean
And you tend to hide the real you so it would seam
I feel something warm and full of light
Yet at the same time I see emptiness of the night
You have a balance that is untrue
And all this paints a picture of you
All this I cannot hold back
For love is a risk this is fact
I must be open and complete with you
This is how I feel and what I must do
Sometime we need to sit and talk
Before you move on your walk
About to be the nomad that you are
Before you go away and are to far
I know there may not anything come of this
Yet these words are a reflecting kiss
What I say to you I also say to me
This is something for us both to hear and see
We can learn something grand from one another
You have the strong love of self I of others
This is something we can share and integrate
As this is not about if we shall or shall not mate
I love
What you don't know
cause
what you don’t know
will never hurt me
I love
what you don't say
cause
what you don’t say
means nothing
at all
In the depths of the mind
The towers of time
Meanings have no reality as reality has no meaning
Tortured lost and found willful and demeaning
The ego begs to be let out look at me as it screams
As all things beautiful are reborn in dreams
Nothing is what it used to be nor will it ever be the same
There is nothing new to this world a constant shame
Things change this is the way
Or so they all say
But what is different other then the people and times
the technology and the rhymes
the attitudes are still hear
for this is certain this is clear
the fear of death and destruction
the work of life and construction
creativity and the will to be
knowing little with more to see
what is the purpose of this life
is it to love or life in strife
what is the nothing that creeps in
is it the death growing with the sin
deadly as it may be life lives on
as well some strive for betterment to choose right over wrong
do we know where we came from
is it from many or from one
do we know in what direction we will turn
will we find peace or will we burn
collectively separate and separately collective
we are born to die and we die to live
Learning from superheroes
Moments ago I viewed my favorite show
(Smallville) and as usual the writers told a story of things we should all know
I watched as Clark saw an opportunity to finally get the girl of his dreams
He was in his loft watching the sunset with Lana, the scene so serene
And as the sun started to set
His and her eyes met
She said to him tell me what it is you feel
His heart pulled away, he couldn’t release this love in him that was so real
He could not take advantage of Lana’s mate
He knew a secret that would lose the closeness and they way they communicate
And she looked out at the ending of the sunset and said “look we missed it”
There was a double message in her words, yet no mater how much he desired he new this wouldn’t fit
The man in Lana’s life was going through tough times
For his father’s life was on the line
And though Clark saw this as an opportunity to move in
In his heart, with the knowledge he had, he knew better than to commit this sin
The opportunity had come and gone
And though Clark did the right thing he couldn’t help but feel wrong
His love passed trough his fingers as the opportunity like the sun went into fade
But this is the pain of all good things made
Another simple message within this plot
Was the end, as Lex talked about his lot
The destruction of antique collectibles
Weapons that where quite delectable
And his words to Clark his friend, “Its ok, My mother never liked that room anyway,
As she said, “war is instinctual to humans and that is enough, it would be better to not have war on display””
And in this story there was another brilliant thought
And this was of coarse the main part of the plot
A Teen who felt as though no one could see
Of who he was and what he wanted to be
So with a mysterious green rose he found
He made an invisibility potion so no where could he be found
This brought on by the lack of sight of him by others
Perhaps even a lack of acknowledgement from his mother
This tore him down and made him bitter
And so he sought revenge on those who gave the same treatment to his sister
And like all stories with a superhero
Somehow or another someone will show up to stagnate the bad guys flow
always be with you...
All that is all creativity
Let it flow like a stream
So it can be seen
Connections shall form anew
To and broaden the view
Life is difficult as it’s made
There is a price to be paid
Journey near, far, within without
Never more live in doubt
Faith (magick) is hard to see
But this is it blessed be
Something learned something felt
In the cards as they are dealt
Play the game and go round
Loosen the grip, by no burdens to be bound
Know what you do and do what you know
Relax breath deep let go
Fret for nothing in this way
Let only your optimism stay
Things happen for a reason this I know to be true
Be aware of your words, and all that you do
Open your mind forward you may see
Watching a future possibility
(art by William J Dorsett)
Autumn leaves they fall
This is part of nature’s call
Life and death can all be witness
As the fall leaves, give natures colorful kiss
Blessed are those who see this come
Full circle as it is near done
Another year full of life
Another year full of strife
Everything that can be imagined and seen
As the Forrest creatures drink from their stream
Nature has its message so true and bold
As onward we will move into winters cold
There is a beginning and an end
Realizing they meet is when we can transcend
Cycles they come and they go
With nature’s harmony they do flow
Autumn is the time of change
Just as the ways of our growing pains
Of life and love and our journey home
In this world where beauty roams….
Quick to blame still
Through these wicked emotions I feel
As this rage boils up inside
With no one to hold no one to confide
To get these dark deceptive thoughts out
To leave this place in my mind this drought
Once I was in a beautiful Forrest full of vegetation, a cliff and stream
But so long ago this was I guess it was just a nice dream
Here I sit in this desert oh desolate land
Full of cactus spiders, snakes scorpions and sand
My furry builds as a dust devil bent on destruction
And when it comes in I lose my sense of construction
How can I make my way past the horror of the dark
Back into the my lighter side of mind, back to my dreamy park
I keep falling in this same old darkened hole
Getting caught up in this anger I can’t seam to control
Oh so horrify is my mind to myself
It is my own devious hell
Though my journey is to find a way out
My own doubt continually, clouds my mind
And I am left weak and feeling confined
Oh this pain this sadness this lack of control
This is my weakness this I know
But I must build on this a fortress of stone
So that by my anger I will no longer be owned
This is my heart speaking loud and true
As my higher self, my soul is coming through
Must find away for me to stay out
Must regain my faith lose my doubt
Must journey in the mind
And seek the answers I need to find
Yet this I have already many times been told
Transmute this lead hear into gold
Into a light and not a weight
So I can break free from all my constraint
Control all that you can
As the atrophy sets in
stagnation of the soul
from all this power and control
over everything that you think should be
as you drive into your eternity
never watching your blind side
oh how this destroys the mind
a wreck of futile attention
don't say a word or even mention
a better way, a better way
cause you wont listen
speak of the heart and of the mind
your controlling ways are so unkind
take all you want but never give
this is not the way we are sopose to live
love is about happiness, and not of pain
this kind of love has nothing to gain
work you magic cast your spell
of your controlling ways creating your living hell
cant see what you do
or the heart that you screw
wake up before it is to late
there is so much at stake
lessons will be learned
as this spiral wheel continues to turn
what you give so shall you receive
this I know you better believe
open your eyes so that you may see
before your controlling causes atrophy
in any and all of your relationships
better be careful before you’re lonely and without friends
this message I give unto you
is nothing never said before nothing that is new
just in a way you may understand
in your mind it just may brand
Egotistical full of self
Small and petite much like and elf
Cute she holds to dismay
As she traces out her own way
Day be day she lives and moves as a lure
Never looking in the distance unaware of any kind of future
Maybe someday she expects to hear “ I will take care of you if you stay,
And you can still live in you own way”
What kind of life does she live
What kind of sacrifices does she give
Does she care does she know
Does she feel does she show
Evermore and never was
Anything she can and never does
Or is this the secular balanced on a spiritual path
What is the formula for this math
Does she know who she is
Does she know the true meaning of love and bliss
Does she search for the truth
Does she bare good news
Does she walk a razors edge
Or to truth does she pledge
Dragons breathe smoke and fire
Conjuring a burning desire
Life and death in the hands of one
So it is written and maybe done
Spell cast out
Confident yet full of doubt
In all that makes this way
Incantations and chants as the wizards and mages play
A caldron sings
As the fates pluck a harp’s strings
Vampires and zombies walking
Among the living
Heroes are few and far between
As we head into a time unseen
By the prophets and scholars of today
What is to come, the answer no one is to say?
The tongue of the serpent speaks forked
As the mouth of the Buddha cries out for peace of Christ mind.
Vishnu dances with glory in the Forrest and wilderness
As Baphomet plays a game of chess with Geisha for the insights of time
Zeus plays a sad tune on his trumpet of gold
Odin seeks out his timeless soul
And through all this the god and goddess get played
As for the word of Jehovah countless men are slain
This is the mortal world in an immortal universe
This is the song of eternity with its gift with its curse
Questioning things of power and might
Dwelling in darkness or light
This is nature with its course
This is the force, the flow, but what is its source?
Many names yet can all mean the same
Who created this mess, who is to blame
Perhaps there is reason for the right
To bear arms for a battle of will and might
But perhaps submission is our true goal
As we continue on our search for the soul
Oblivious to our surroundings as we go about our day
Unaware to what might be or what has been, or what is now
As we fall into the decay of our feeble existence
We are too blind to see two steps in front of us
little own two weeks ahead of us
We walk around like sleepers in the night never knowing a thing
Because we are too vain to look to notice to see
And we engorge ourselves with blissful distractions,
and bide our time with worthless, and meaningless goals
And we still know nothing we rarely search our souls
We would come to realize that this is an everlasting
cycle if we ever looked outside of this box
But we refuse to see anything then what is on our one tract minds
And we fade into the distance
As our extinction seams eminent with our
wars and our drugs and our countless humdrum of free love
And we still walk down this lonely road of solitude
Filled with anger and envy and lust
Have we forgot the true meaning of love?
We separate ourselves from the source of all that is good
And yet we fill our lives with nonsense
and the essence of things worthy of nothing
but a void of pain and suffering and the search continues
to fill the vastness of disolusioned mentality
of the secular world order
while the spiritual beings of this world are looked upon as
the heritics, heathens, and lunitics of our society
frightining as it may be few care to notice
and even fewer still dont notice to care
and there lives keep moving on this super information highway
yet they fill their minds with mindless random facts of things
immuture and tivial to the truth
and they countinue on without responcibility for their actions
as they dodge the bullet of knowing and feeling and seeing what was, is,
and still may come to pass
the mass media enraptured them with their stories of heros and warlords
as they follow the wounded and the helpless like sharks in a feeding
frenzy
and they compile junk upon garbage and call it news
and the world is full of these tormenting and devistating things
they laugh at pain, and cry at love
for they fear and gnash their teeth at that
which is worthy for inspection
yet they still walk away to the mouths of dogs and feed them with these
irrational fecal matters that exist in their souls
there minds
their hearts
I have known you almost a year
I was drawn to your beauty, and silky hair
I yearned to know you in my mind
And know you I did over time
There is a simple sweetness that I adore
But then there is so much more
Yet there are other things I cannot place
I fail to remember when I see your face
There are demons in you dark and defiant
And of these things you have become reliant
So quick to judge and point out others flaws
Yet little do you look in the mirror and scratch yourself with your own claws
Your beauty is within and without
Yet this egotistical confidence is hiding your doubt
You mask your pain with this faked bliss
And to think at one time we shared a kiss
Your arms have brought such comfort
Yet what are these demons in which you consort
Shallow and vain and selfish at times too
These are the parts I don’t like about you
Ask you to change never I will
As I would Ask you to pour your heart but blood spills
Your friendship to me means a lot
Yet I can’t hold back these conflicting feelings I have got
You see I want you close I desire you near
Yet you are also intimidating something I fear
You have a tendency to be shallow and rude
A lack of depth and also shrewd
I feel you are on track yet astray
Even though I love you in many ways
Your words are sometimes torturous and mean
And you tend to hide the real you so it would seam
I feel something warm and full of light
Yet at the same time I see emptiness of the night
You have a balance that is untrue
And all this paints a picture of you
All this I cannot hold back
For love is a risk this is fact
I must be open and complete with you
This is how I feel and what I must do
Sometime we need to sit and talk
Before you move on your walk
About to be the nomad that you are
Before you go away and are to far
I know there may not anything come of this
Yet these words are a reflecting kiss
What I say to you I also say to me
This is something for us both to hear and see
We can learn something grand from one another
You have the strong love of self I of others
This is something we can share and integrate
As this is not about if we shall or shall not mate
I love
What you don't know
cause
what you don’t know
will never hurt me
I love
what you don't say
cause
what you don’t say
means nothing
at all
In the depths of the mind
The towers of time
Meanings have no reality as reality has no meaning
Tortured lost and found willful and demeaning
The ego begs to be let out look at me as it screams
As all things beautiful are reborn in dreams
Nothing is what it used to be nor will it ever be the same
There is nothing new to this world a constant shame
Things change this is the way
Or so they all say
But what is different other then the people and times
the technology and the rhymes
the attitudes are still hear
for this is certain this is clear
the fear of death and destruction
the work of life and construction
creativity and the will to be
knowing little with more to see
what is the purpose of this life
is it to love or life in strife
what is the nothing that creeps in
is it the death growing with the sin
deadly as it may be life lives on
as well some strive for betterment to choose right over wrong
do we know where we came from
is it from many or from one
do we know in what direction we will turn
will we find peace or will we burn
collectively separate and separately collective
we are born to die and we die to live
Learning from superheroes
Moments ago I viewed my favorite show
(Smallville) and as usual the writers told a story of things we should all know
I watched as Clark saw an opportunity to finally get the girl of his dreams
He was in his loft watching the sunset with Lana, the scene so serene
And as the sun started to set
His and her eyes met
She said to him tell me what it is you feel
His heart pulled away, he couldn’t release this love in him that was so real
He could not take advantage of Lana’s mate
He knew a secret that would lose the closeness and they way they communicate
And she looked out at the ending of the sunset and said “look we missed it”
There was a double message in her words, yet no mater how much he desired he new this wouldn’t fit
The man in Lana’s life was going through tough times
For his father’s life was on the line
And though Clark saw this as an opportunity to move in
In his heart, with the knowledge he had, he knew better than to commit this sin
The opportunity had come and gone
And though Clark did the right thing he couldn’t help but feel wrong
His love passed trough his fingers as the opportunity like the sun went into fade
But this is the pain of all good things made
Another simple message within this plot
Was the end, as Lex talked about his lot
The destruction of antique collectibles
Weapons that where quite delectable
And his words to Clark his friend, “Its ok, My mother never liked that room anyway,
As she said, “war is instinctual to humans and that is enough, it would be better to not have war on display””
And in this story there was another brilliant thought
And this was of coarse the main part of the plot
A Teen who felt as though no one could see
Of who he was and what he wanted to be
So with a mysterious green rose he found
He made an invisibility potion so no where could he be found
This brought on by the lack of sight of him by others
Perhaps even a lack of acknowledgement from his mother
This tore him down and made him bitter
And so he sought revenge on those who gave the same treatment to his sister
And like all stories with a superhero
Somehow or another someone will show up to stagnate the bad guys flow
always be with you...
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