ALTERED

People want to see what they want to see

From their point of view, biased as it may be

One also expects another to see the intended

Such is the nature of man, between me and you 

Plain truth is distorted once the ego goes through.

SILENT RUN IN TOTAL SOLITUDE

At the negation of inherent existence 

the mind is emptied in dire container

a head so clear when turned around

washed out of any evidence of doubt.

Nothingness is where all this sprouts

embrace emptiness, cherish solitude

stillness of mind can disperse clouds

open the heart wide, bear no attitude.

HOT TEMPER

I’ve known mood swings 

heaven to hell and back

ecstasy turn pitch black

within the blink of an eye.

Hot temper is hard to take

rage damages the container

less you harness that feeling

with gloom you shall be dealing.

Getting hold of intense passion

an abundance of tense emotion

such self inflicted potent potion

can have impact over the ocean.

Fiery temper in a flash can come

manifesting as willpower on some

who can turn a wild mood swing 

into a constructive positive thing.

SLANT

I ask myself what is my intention

why do I bother to post another

reminder of man made disaster

can it flak an established order.

Truth is relative to the watcher

adept don’t listen to preacher

my intention isn’t being teacher

I am just a self abiding creature.

A weary passer by sharing surmise

seeking surety, taking satisfaction thus

here now, gone tomorrow, what a surprise

could I change the World after my demise?.

DORMANT ALLUSION

The depth of your being

encompasses hidden forces

with the potential of expanding

the traits which are on the surface.

What was suppressed can be provoked

latent powers emerge as they are evoked

the dormant energies can easily be tapped

once they are detected & carefully snapped.

On one hand there are many benefits to contend

such a intricate process should inevitably depend

on attitude, purpose of what a person would intend

awakening such assets could come handy in the end.

IN ABUNDANCE

The roar of a crowd in a jam-packed stadium

the impact of a goal stirs up the excitement

as the captivated throng hunger for score

an outburst of intense thundering uproar.

Delirious spectators exhausting psychic frenzy

screaming their guts out in hysterical ecstasy

wave of emotional energy released instantly

captured precisely in cutting edge scrutiny.

Once harnessed, this could be easily accessed

downloaded into a device for beneficial usage

could conceivably transform to clean energy

as alternative power source for emergency.

QUANTUM OCCURENCE

PLAUSIBLE QUANTUM COHERENCE

A point of view could be a serious liability 

when the native is approaching the future

an objective view should have to consider 

all possibilities concurrently in the making.

When a first hand experience is occurring

whatever imagination may render possible

will carve a way in eternal time and space

anything conceived is fated to take place.

FAITH IN FATE

A reluctant faith approaches an unknown fate

after all, the universe is unfolding as it should 

the worst things may happen for best reasons 

there is a prevailing balance in polar opposites

only after you disappear can one appear again.

QUANTUM PERCEPTION

Suboriginal Alignment: Extrasensory Vision 

Fragments of Mind Find Persuasive Unison

It is the Illusion of the Illusion of the Illusion

Virtual appearance of Quantum Perception 

Seeking an answer to this illusive equation.

LUCID TIME TRAVEL

I jumped out of a crazy dream

my heart beating way too fast

I have arrived here going past

what is present would not last.

A snowball rolling down a slope

speeding up, gaining momentum

booming in size before my eyes

swallowing everything on the way.

Just as we were about to crush

I made a rush in a sudden flash

accelerating in tremendous pace

automatically stretching the space.

A latent potent pop burst into action

traveling in time by means of suction

back and forth in tremendous friction

what I saw was future, not just fiction.

When I instantly opened my eyes

the dream I had just experienced

was protruding with a soft landing

ahead of me in projected standing.

I caught up with an envisioned future

unfolding underneath my lucid dream

reversal of 'de ja vu’ was manifesting

here and now literally was expanding.

The place I have arrived in due course

has now been realized as my resource

since I took a peek into a future source

destiny was unfolding out of due course.

Back and forth, here now, hence gone

I marvel at the future which now is on

having witnessed what is yet to come

I certainly know what needs to be done.

COALESCING

THE INNER & THE OUTER ECLIPSE
Lucid dreaming alongside daydreaming 
one is facing down, the other facing up
like floating on the surface of the water
turning around from upside to downside.
Flip flop as though a coin spinning in air
one side gets sunlight the other a shade
like a dreamer witnessing an awakening
the coalescing of the inner and the outer.

OLD HABIT

Doodling has been one of my oldest habits, 

well over half a century I’ve been scribbling

drawing on various surfaces, like wet sand 

wood, paper, the steam on glass windows

as hands move without conscious direction 

We all doodle, even a dot . a line - a circle 

a simple shape while the mind is elsewhere

while we’re daydreaming or lucid dreaming 

a mind space inhibited by automatic habits 

subconscious gestures, inbred tendencies

similar to picking nose, chewing fingernails

there are many nasty habits we often display

this one is rather useful, therapeutic, creative 

artistically inclined, revealing latent potentials.

I consider doodling to be a benevolent habit

the foundation, the backbone of my art form

as I am scrutinizing and refining my doodles

I'm interpreting, deciphering and expounding

picking signals from the subconscious regions

genetic memory stretching to primordial places

there is an indigenous tongue we can all speak

I have an idea that this is what I have been doing.

PURPOSE

Incite if you dare the inner ride
dive into it, take the deeper slide
probe into your soul but do not hide 
until you surface from the bright side.
What we make of this will mostly depend
on weather we shall rise above or descend
let us write in sand the gifts we want to send
our intention should be evident at the very end.

FINE VERSE

Traces of verse were sprinkled between the lines
the poet and entourage had less than nothing to say
not a single drop of rhythm was spilled over this poem
tempo was assumed after the dormant note was aroused
once the beat was stricken the mainstream were awakened.

VISION

The established order has been all about survival

the prey should resist and the shark would insist

which has been preexistence so far persistently

time after time repeat cycles of shark and prey.

We are now at the threshold of a vast change

the entire World is able to casually interface

what was concealed has risen to the surface

anyone can finally participate in cyberspace

beyond the divisions of nation, religion, race

beyond selling products or winning the race

The World Wide Web is an alternative space

when the time is ripe for an innovative change

unconditional sharing will be worth considering

freedom of expression is an indication of caring

which will take some daring should we be willing 

to approach the future with such validated attitude.

METAMOR

The grotesque visions of a life's discarded reverie

Alienated from the clinging roots, wanting to be free

Holding on to the body, eyes wide open, yet can't see

The soul has taken to ether, but the mind won't let it be

Transient entity grudgingly holding on to genetic memory 

Psyche yearning to leave but the mind clinging stubbornly

Spirit longs for eternity yet unable to leave indiscriminately

Entity need shed density, lighten up and rise past periphery.

SOLO JOURNEY

There are regions of depth only a lone individual can infiltrate

A solo journey of descent under the custody of lucid dreams 

Beyond the bottom, retaining enough awareness to ascend 

Waking up to the day dream without losing consciousness

Alertly recalling every detail of this subconscious journey.

FLEETING

Following a fleeting impulsive throw
I borrowed yesterday from tomorrow
Altered the past, in the here and now
I see the future but don’t ask me how
Pretty soon I will be putting on a show.

SPOKEN KISS

It has been said that the unsaid will find voice

in between just small talk and obscure noise 

such precise wording as a matter of choice

may grant the kisser a hot potion of poise.