Wednesday, October 14, 2015

SUBORIGINAL DOODLE



This is the language my fingers speak while holding pen
When my mind is elsewhere, unaware of action at hand
Thousands of doodles to this day have emerged unkept
On napkins, desks, walls, wherever the fingers doodled
Here is my true identity, may not be clear but this is real.







MEDITATION


Our mind should go to the restroom continuously
to empty the excess of garbage that accumulates
when we go to sleep this takes place automatically
entangled thoughts in knots, keep clogging the brain
meditation helps release heavy junk that remain stuck
the pressure of disturbing thoughts clinging to the mind
conscious focus in moment, off with delusions of torment
attaining stillness in the mind by holding it with deep breath
within a matter of an instance, clear thoughts should emerge
single pointedly focused, the breath will dissolve the crammed
released effortlessly, should clear away all the accumulated junk.







BELIEVE OR NOT



Some worshippers have their faith well polished
as they tend to prayers to wash away their sins
with hands raised up, words through dumb lips
not knowing the meaning of what a plea means.

Most believers are waning, wanting and begging
only few are humbly thankful, simply affirming
there is the odd vindicator ranting and cursing
demanding satisfaction, grudgingly complaining.
Faith is in the bonding of the mind with the heart
emotion is a driving force and the feeling is trust
understanding that in life, this is what one must
once belief is beyond logic, reasoning may start.






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THREATENED SANITY


I have watched skies bleed
from arrows aimed at dreams
In the midst of a lightning strike
the sky was ruthlessly torn apart
scattering clouds in a hectic rush
hovering like the ghosts of angels
emerging from a boisterous sky.
I wish to forget what I have seen
I want to whitewash my stained skin
from the damaging places I have been
just for the sake of my threatened sanity.
Thoughts that keep mocking me within
resentments which one does not need
wonderful dreams are sabotaged by envy
making you realize you can not embrace
everyone who happen to cross your path
you are thus unable to trust just anyone.
The act of sharing can only blossom
with the intent of serving and offering
the fun of life is in the here and now
so why is it that we keep on denying
when there's so much to be enjoyed
in the intimacy of love and laughter
there should be no call for slander
we do not need any phony games
what we attest makes us wonder.








Saturday, September 26, 2015

SHARING



The established order is all about survival
the prey will resist and the shark will insist
so far this has been the disposition of man
thousands of year cycles of shark and prey.

We are at the threshold of a major change
the entire World can now casually interface
much of the secret has risen to the surface
anybody can now participate in cyberspace.

The world wide web is an alternative space
the emergence of a parallel virtual universe
The age of sharing is the outcome of caring
to rise to this calling may take some daring.















THEATRE OF THE ABSURD






Things I have so far witnessed in this life
has driven me to the idiom of the absurd
not only have I learned to laugh at them
but also get my kicks by playing the fool
to make people laugh is absolutely cool. 

The privileged fool is a fool of indulgence 
the popular fool is a fool through capacity
excess is by no means proof of capability
greed is no indication of a personal ability
I cherish humility in evidence to humanity.

I have been fooling myself that I’m not crazy
although there are times when I flip my top
jump out of my mind in case I lose my head
I’m willing to get to the bottom without a rope
so I don't hang myself should I stop to cope.







DANGER



Warriors of despair, emerge pair by pair
They are the products of a bleak affair
They aren't punished for their anger
They are punished by their anger
From within comes the danger.






DOODL"ART





When hands go along scribbling spontaneously




without any conscious direction, unintentionally




like chewing one's fingernails, picking the nose







an automatic compulsive habit, instincts alerted

as streaming visions pour out the subconscious 



cellular memory in fusion with genetic intimation

residual is invoked in the presence of a conjurer.












AGE OF REASON



Should science ever reckon the divine
we might attain balance in our stance
when imagination is rationally sublime
as knowledge and faith merge into one
we could understand it all in an instant
with an open heart , the soul is present
when there's faith inside, there is vision
as the mind clears up, there'll be reason.






INCOGNITO



Masks and masks and masks
everyone solicitously wearing 
walking around in fake smiles
inner feelings kept in disguise
expedient posture of pretence
is the state of natural defence. 


Masks are taken as we arrive
superficial allusions of identify
names, numbers, tags, brands
various means to secure ends
skirts for ladies, pants for gents
a fancy crown his majesty gets.

A mask is an indication of fear 
looks like a safe way to appear
remove when the coast is clear
can't hide the truth from a seer
outwardly proud, but really shy 
may face yourself once you try.



ATTITUDE



One person’s paradise can be someone else’s demise
Within the vessel of the soul, bleak creatures surmise
Trapped they feel within the confines of their boarder
What's abode to some might be the cage of another
Attitude is the personal aspect of established order.







SUBCONSCIOUS




Caught the drift, throwing an avid glance
each person may carry an akin presence
subliminally residing inside another mind
emerging without conscious deliberation
subtly take the hint, never mind the grind
intuition is the direct means of revelation
emerges in the absence of premeditation.









BEHOLDER



Captured in this instance 
suspended between intervals
a blink of an eye in slow motion 
biting time, a pull here, a push there
in a flash it goes, as though it never was
but something was captured, an impression
which alters perception, accordingly in quantum
what appears is only relative to that moment's catch
with infinite possibilities in store at imagination's stretch.








QUANTUM CONSIDERIUM



A point of view can be serious liability
when one is approaching the hereafter
an objective view may have to consider
all possibilities concurrently in the hither.
When a first hand experience is occurring
whatever imagination may render possible
might be feasible in eternal time and space.








Thursday, September 17, 2015

WELL SPOKEN



What I wanted to say has been said before
What else can I do but repeat it once more
Freedom of expression is crucial, therefore
Speak out your mind but through your heart
You'll be appeased should you play your part.







DREAM METAPHOR



In my dream last night I was taken by the sea
floating like driftwood, as light as one could be
when suddenly, waves threw me against the rocks
I could have crushed badly, but instead I took a dive
the deeper I went, the calmer it got, yet pressure I felt
as though I was coming to rest at the bottom of the sea
I did my best, held my breath as I surfaced from the depth
When I woke up I took a breath, I am afloat and out of debt.









Tuesday, September 15, 2015

THE NATURE OF STRUGGLE


Since the dawn of history, Homer's epic of the Wooden horse
there has been always war on Earth, celebrated by the victors
advocating courage, chivalry, heroism, the splendor of passion
ruthlessly exploiting and brainwashing the coming generation
glorifying martyrdom, aptly encouraging sacrifice for kingdom.

Ingenious methods are applied, with cutting edge instruments
aggregating battle ready soldiers as a formidable war machine
trained efficiently with ingenious computer games at the cradle
as juveniles they will be trained, getting ready to join the battle
thus continues the ongoing theatre of mankind’s futile struggle. 

It looks like war has been ingrained deep in the human nature
regardless, such a tendency points out at a cataclysmic future
unless we can overcome the passion for butchery, and refuse
to go along with the notion that, there's no freedom to choose
ironically though, we are at war with nature, if we win we lose.

Monday, September 07, 2015

CHRONICLE



Layers upon layers of genetic memory traces 
faces within faces, of an assortment of places
my lucid visions have since been squandered 
washed against the remote corners of my mind
where the faintest ideas will gather and season
longing to be broken free from the grip of reason.
My roots have been severed, my shoots leveled
my memory comes and goes, I walk on my toes
my feet are slippery, my fingers are rather jittery.
I sleep well though, I often see myself in reverie
always scribbling, writing and painting it seems
I come with a pair of eyes one brings to dreams
seeking for a vision which could render me free
from all the restrictions that won't allow me to be
whom I truly could be, has little to do with identity.







ANTICIPATED



AS ANTICIPATED
Polar goes bipolar
Disturbed universe
Beckoning for rise 
From past demise
Traced in the eyes
Sparkle of disguise
Have plenty to hide
Eruptions provoked
Tremors can be felt
Ready for departure
Before it be too late
Reach for a rapture
Prepared to capture
The meaning of fate.








Saturday, August 29, 2015

WET DREAM



An angel fell 
from the sky
into the ocean 
of my dreams
A big splash!.
My tides came up
waves hitting
the shores of my mind…
This was a wet dream
sweat, tears and more.
She was sinking fast
I dove deep, headlong
grabbed her by the hair
holding her in my arms
gave her the mouth to mouth.
As I woke up soaking wet
drenched in steaming sweat
missing the dream I had
went right back to bed.






Friday, August 28, 2015

REVELATION



Material bodies 
apparent shapes 
variations in space
outer physical aspects 
emerging as appearances.
The World is given as whole
not one here and another there
subject and object are simply one
recently acquired knowledge states
there's no barrier between this and that.
The illusion of the illusion of the illusion
a delusory perception of the bogus spurious
seemingly detached pieces find natural unison
this pseudo reflection of an assumed impression
the integration of an inherently dubious deception.








Wednesday, August 26, 2015

BRUTAL



Intelligence is an open wound, handle it with wisdom
cunning is the by-product, can be ruthless if applied
What is truly from the heart, the capacity for empathy
can be savagely squandered by condescending apathy.








SORROW IN THE MARROW



The desire of being loved as the one and the only
has been planted deep in the marrow of the bone
such a persistent wish all humans inherently have
rather than reaching out for all encompassing love 
hankering to become an exclusively adored object
will tear up a lover's heart should the partner eject.









THROUGH THE DARK SIDE


As you go to dream tonight
incite if you dare the inner ride
dive into it, take the deeper slide
probe into your soul, don’t you hide
till you surface from the brighter side.







REVELATIONS



SUBORIGINAL ABSTRACT EXPRESSIONISM
Revelations of the artist: The medium is mixed here, 
I prepared a concoction, modelling paste, layers of lacquer, 
the paint I have used is oil based, I carve into the paste with paint, 
hand painted, fingers used, I also applied layers of rubbing compound.