Wednesday, September 22, 2010

requiescat in pace

In the beginning,
from the very beginning
God from the machine
came into living
before there was an end in sight
And now, at the end
there is a light
where God reconvened
with those of them who flew
over the ocean and back to

My body lies over the ocean
My body died across the sea
Whatever happened, happened
to my body and me

I became a God-forsaken rock
I remained a body of land
Theres no such thing as skin
I cant go through that again
I will always be lost.

Which brings me to my reason
Which reason, brings me to tears
The most critical part in your journey
is spent with me -
which brings you here

I needed you as much as you needed me
As a fail-safe, and intermediary
Ive made it so you all could be

These people landed on me
Made rules of me
I ruled over them
I gave them rules, and ruler

Where Gods, play God
and where metal behaves strangely
They took to chalky names
And saught their savior
in statuesque shadows.

The answers are everywhere you'd look for them
Every grand tour of the dark
was a leap for faith
The fall you needed to take
so that nothing would become irreversible

We all fall down,
and all of it matters

All these protagonist moments,
they work
You are here to find them,
or whatever your looking for

Drink of my wine
Drink up my waters
Because we dont accept this as a simple solution,
we do, so that they shall be one with me

Just through the forest,
bleeding through,
protect this light;
my source,
the sub-heart of all yours
If it goes out,
it goes out everywhere if it dies

Thats why your here
Thats why your all here
Groomed for this purpose alone
This is what you died for.

They died to protect me
Nobody told them they were suppose to die
They survived as long as they could
They channeled the water with the light
to move me
They punished me
They helped me
They proved me wrong.
They corked malevolence,
evil, darkness, where it belongs.
They go sideways
They find sanctuary
Then it ends.

They move on.
There is no more now, here
the worst parts over
Ive already said more than I should've

Its best to let go
To remember, and to let go
Let go of me.
Move on.

Come ye, lost souls
All candidates welcome,
nobody does it alone

All together now,
back to the beginning.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

the end of the rainbow

Here we go again
Theres plenty to go around
We're going to find a loophole, my friend
Nobody stays buried
Everyone deserves a fresh start
You'll find them in the next life,
if not in this one
You'll see them in another life
No body stays buried
It just takes time,
repeating on a loop,
reshowing residual hauntings
from beyond the grave, beyond the sea
Letting the record play
on every song you want to be
They sound like whispers
They sound like others
You'll see them in another life -
Theres plenty to go around
It'll come back around
Everyone deserves a fresh start,
a blank slate
One for the history books
Fill your answers in the blank
Make your own luck,
your own kind of music
Let the record play
on the song you want to be on
Carte blanche
We should all be able to start over
Everyone deserves a fresh start,
it just takes time
Time to let go,
to free ourselves from iterations,
repeating on a loop
It'll come back around,
it just takes time
The island had sent us a sign,
a dharma symbol,
on every song you want to be on
A blank slate,
reshowing residual hauntings
A peace offering
A show of good faith
You'll find them in the next life,
if not in this one
Into the next one you go
Theres plenty to go around,
repeating on a loop,
letting the record play
a show of good faith
Reshowing residual hauntings,
your answers in the blank,
your own kind of music,
your own mind with quarantine
Beyond the grave, beyond the sea,
into the next one you go
A blank slate,
carte blanche
A peace offering
A peace off
It just takes time
Everyone deserves a fresh start,
free from iterations,
on the song you want to be on
It just takes time,
the island will send you a sign
You'll see, in another life,
a blank slate
Let the record play,
it'll come back around
on the song you want to be on

It only ends once
Once for the history books
It just takes time,
time to let go
We're in the final loophole, my friend
We're going to find it closed
Here we go.

Monday, February 1, 2010

they're coming

Lets play chess, they said
And all who land on our land,
will become part of our progress

Land they did, they did
They played along,
just like the rest

The rest they came, they did
Lets let them sort
from destiny and fate, they said

Sort they did, they did
Ignoring free will,
mistaking it for what the island says

The island said, it said
Everything happens for a reason
Whatever happens, happens

Then everything did, it did
Till someone psyched the cycle
and brought an opponent his last breath

He said, they're coming, he said
Now his enemy will have to impersonate
all the survivors from before

The final war that is, is did
by those he touched,
and those his enemy has taken form

He touched them all, he did
All moments of their lives
Because if he'd die, they'd live

Lets play chess, he said,
but for now,
lets play dead..

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

am i alive?

My name, is John Locke

Dont tell me who i cant be
Dont tell me when my life stops
Dont tell me I'm suppose to die
Dont tell me why

Dont tell me what i cant do
Dont tell me where i cant go
There is no heaven
There is no hell

There is only an island,
where there is faith

The blast has sent the survivors to the other
Where all those who died

where I, am waiting...

Monday, January 25, 2010

one is light, one is dark

Black smoke, white smoke
Both light and dark territory
Both cannot exist without
telling the others story
Very telling indeed
Very smokey
There is graying in need

Black smoke, white smoke
Cross words
They sound like propositions
Sounding like students
Unruly, to converge
To agree
to one anothers views

What do they say?
What do they do?
They make the moves we see
We've seen them now misused

We see pawns
We see seats
We see you -
please be seated

The board seats the island
The island sets
Please be patient
Please wait to be summoned

The island rests
Let the games begin

The game being the proposition
The prop being, the duality of man
The duel
The battlelands
The jest, the knights, the fool

The breaking of rules
The pawns expand
The limit exceeds
And death becomes a possibility
And checkmates become death

Theres no hope for the hopeless dead
These two students, demand sacrifice
for a desired result
Your move, brings that closer and closer, too

These moves, theirs and yours,
brings fighting, destruction
and corruption
They even moved the island underneath
the galleon, while it was in the ocean

Black rock, white rock
The test begins
The rock drops
They evaluate the candidates
Based on who could become them

They came, they saw, they touched
The potential was sighted, and felt
in the oceanic eight-fifteen

The pawns took flight
And deflighted they fell
Heads or tail sections,
had flipped, and split, and divided

The decision was split
between a man of science, and a man of faith
This gave them their tribal scars;
made it easier to pick the giddy pig
between who they were, and who they are

Black jack, white jack
He walks among us, but
he is not one of us
He has work to do
His nephew needs to be raised
His nephew, may save us all, one day

You all everybody

Everything that rises must converge
He will raise himself so high
He'll rescue all who will survive
You all, will see
what lies in the light

What lies in the shadow
unlockes the mystery
of our white knight
Who hasn't been himself
since he's been occupied

Black knight, white knight
The island demanded a sacrifice
The battle over who'd rule him first,
was won by the man in white,
then lost to someone worse

Misguided by his guide,
he had too much work to do
Taking control of his destiny,
made him late to work;
made him someone worse

He now walks among us,
but, he is not one of us
And doesnt the security system stalk these woods?
And dont we feel secure?
Oh, but no

We live together, and die alone
We convince the others will to kill
Not those who should, will
We'll soon become savages all
One after the other

Class will soon be over
The island will be no more
The overlap with the world of real,
will come forth
The pieces of this island
have already blast, to those who longed for it
Those longing, will wake to it

Namaste, they'll say

Turbulence, put the dominoes in motion
The effect, has taken effect
Ding dong Dominus,
the king is dead
Ding dong ditch,
the dharma ditched pawns
Long live on

White rabbit, black rabbit,
the factor, is death
Ding dong Dominus
The king is dead
Long live the king

And the white knight is talking backwards
And the white rabbit walks on
till the white runs off

slipping on this ground..

who once was found
but now, is lost...

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

the eye of the island

An all-seeing eye
does its walkabout
Spares a life and governs its means
Helps bring his circumstances
to the deus ex machine

An all-seeing eye
welcomes him with purpose
Orientates him,
brings about his service
Services his lockdown -
then governs him to be worthless

An unforeseen betrayal
leads him to carry out
further instructions
that brings the man from tallahassee
to the man of faith with doubt,
to the brig of destruction

An all-unforeseeing eye
sees to the man inside
Cradles his cabin fever
and brings the means
to declare him leader

An all-unforeseeing eye
opens its eye wide
Sees finally its opportune moment
in the life and death of jeremy bentham
And seizes reign
and then some..

Carpe diem...

Monday, January 18, 2010

memento mori

Times and travels
Space and times
End times start to unravel
to reveal shifts
Times and shifts

Have we been gypt?
The timer had read
"Cause to die" -
but not to be dead

Red and black, and
black and white
Remember you must die
Die as in dice

Lose as in lost
Two players, two sides
Adams and eves
Jacob and "he"

Flash back to gammon
Our first sets, were made of bones
Whose bones will make up
the set we've yet to see?

Science and faith
Whittle their bones, into the narrow shape
The world of to marrow -
that world has taken place

Are someones anklebones missing?
Are they now being played?
By who, a cubist?
An all-seeing die?

One that brought them to the island
One with six sides
Six sides with
four, eight, fifteen, sixteen, twenty-three, forty-two

A cube
A box company
A worker -
nay, i cant say what he can do

Though, he cant come back
Cause of a man in black -
but he can be used

The man of faith
has been replaced
by a man; a fake

smoke and mirrors

The black gale had arrived
The gale took us by surprise
Assured him he'd be safe
but gave us his cause to die

Remember he must die
Admit he's not alive
That he has done all he can
in the span of just one life

Come let us mourn the loss
The man of faith, who lost
Let us mourn the living, too
For they soon will follow suit

For they have already been chosen
Cause to die, would mean to play
Remember you must die..
You must gamble your life away...