i am realy proud of this one.
check it out!
... why, every now and then, can i feel pain and suffering? i should feel warm and comfortable in this blanket i have been given ...
r
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- sup guys ... well im stepping through my shadow ... im a vocalist in a band called box .... struggling quite a fair bit ... this is my release ... this is me .... bring on the random .... swing on the spiral ... peace the fuk out !!
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getting better, and your most improved effort.
i see a few titles.
* real life through grayscale
* gamut
* real life gamut
* grayscale eyescale
things to watch, dont let your outward anger expression be dulled by excessive swearing. use it as a power tool, and not just something cool to chuck in.
your structuring is getting better, i see this as a song and not a poem. other things to consider is that any creative outlet needs development, often your first attempt is shithouse. rework this and focus it, develope, push it more. maybe research some other factors or themes that relate that you can merge in. ie .... grayscale / colour blindness / electromagnetic spectrum / humans only be able to sense 20% of what floats in and around us.
S.
a feeling of dispair but at the same time relief,
expect so much received so little.
laughing eyes and a sad heart.
we have lot of friends around but see no one.
so yes rich ask your self,if thats what you are really doing why! can you feel pain when you should feel warm in the blanket.
smell the roses but beware the thorns.
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"chirp chirp"
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man the silence round here is deafening.
Inspiration need not always be from the now or the future. There is so much knowledge from our history. Philosophers thousands of years ago were thinking much the same as we do today except they had more time to think with less intrusions. Some of their knowledge may blow you away. For instance.
Plato's myth of the cave found in the Republic dialogue, describes individuals chained deep within the recesses of a cave. Bound so that vision is restricted, they cannot see one another. The only thing visible is the wall of the cave upon which appear shadows cast by models or statues of animals and objects that are passed before a brightly burning fire. Breaking free, one of the individuals escapes from the cave into the light of day. With the aid of the sun, that person sees for the first time the real world and returns to the cave with the message that the only things they have seen heretofore are shadows and appearances and that the real world awaits them if they are willing to struggle free of their bonds.
Or, and I love this one.
Those in the sanctuary of Zeus at Dodona used to say that the earliest oracles came from an oak tree. And for the men of that time, because they lacked the wisdom you, today's youth have, they were simple-minded enough to be satisfied with listening to an oak tree or a stone, so long as it was speaking the truth. You, on the contrary, need to know who is speaking and where he comes from ; you are not satisfied with examining if things are actually this way or that way." (Phædrus, 275b-c)
Happy inspiration..........
Anger is one of the most constructive, or destructive emotions humans have, its natural, but its how we use it that decides our outcome. Destructive or constructive this is the decision we have to make.
One of the most creative expressions of anger I can think of is the beautiful coastline carved by an angry sea.
Mediocrity is innocuous, unproductive and still and serves no one. (Mikecole 2007a-d)
For Mum.
Mothers; Always there, always caring, sometimes forgotten most often loved, but seldom shared.
A fate sometimes worse than death but always a mother. The procreator of life, the perpetuator of nurturing, seldom noticed but always there. (Mikecole 2007a-d)
There’s a song somewhere in there for you Rich?
I need drugs
As a young teen I started with marijuana
Then graduated to coke cuz I needed something stronger
Mescaline, dust, downers, injections sensation
I love to experience a patients medication
I smoked the drugs off the back of my hands
All I need is a hit of it and Ill create a new dance
Protect yourself, baby cover yourself up
My body swings all over once my seizure erupts
Into a frenzy, on the phone I got thirty sack
But when we meet face-to-face, I got ten dollars less
Made up my mind, Im quittin Im swearing in tears
Im not gonna get high, Ill only drink bizz
Cant sit and wait for my dealer to come provide it
Gotta party to go to and Im the only one invited
I search the entire house for the damn white mouse
And when I finally find it, Ill sniff the whole ounce
I need drugs
I need drugs
Dealer, listen to me
When I come home from work
Fiendin for an eight-ball
Nose candy on my mind
Ive come to realize, you need me
And if you want me to keep coppin
Give me a free piece
Its my birthday
Yesterday
Anyway
Im gonna go sniff this
Ill beep you in an hour
I hate you
Where are you going man,
where have you been,
my minds in a blur all I do is slur I sure would prefur,
To get high on life instead.
(Mikecole 2007a-d)
Whether it be alcohol, tobacco, or H/drugs, in this world of “survival of the fittest”, you have to ask your self am I the fittest?
Are you the fittest?
Get those peptide’s addicted to life not the shadows on the wall.
AND........
The silence continues..........................................................................................
WHAT....more silence?
Miguel ... this boat may have sailed for the seas already, lost his radio and is deaf and blind in an ocean of chaos.
your words here however, are inspirational and will remain here till the right time i guess.
i find it hard to give up on this one, yet as much as he finds himself to be in the cave, i think he likes it there, and doesnt want to dig out to bigger and better things.
your words to Debs : touching. i hope she finds time to read this. much love to you all.
Rich. pull your head out. remember what all 3 of us talked about 6 months ago. try to remember.
S.
Hey Rich, you have a true friend in Shaun, he cares that's why he kicks your butt. Hope you get your radio tuned before you get too far out to sea?
M
Don't give up Shaun, he's worth it......
M
Knock,knock,knock,knock,knock,knock,hello, anyone there?
M
a new life
im stuck in time at the moment ...
everything is goin slow as i move closer 2 a goal ...
im moving out ...
in more ways then 1 ...
things take time ...
more things await me when im outa hear ...
patients is the key ...
moving ever closer, slowly ...
a new life
to agree or disagree, be right or wrong is 1 thing ...
but 2 understand it is anotha ...
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