3.12.95 crazy

the day is full of different thoughts.
so utterly, completely, totally different.
for every million complexities
that enter in a day,
a reaction or thought
must come from each.

throw in your problems from your past.
the ones that have been there
for awhile.
even the ones that you receive
with every new thought.
the present....
data.
the past....
old data.
new old data.

the future is something else.
with it comes new thoughts.
those which will
complicate your already
busy present,
and will clutter your already
full past.
never ending
and what a beautiful rush
it seems to be.

6.26.93 do you want to know?

pass them by in a hustle.
paying no attention to the childlike frail hands
that are reaching out.
crying for a stronghold.
something to rest their bodies on.
something to keep them alive.

try.
try to depend on only yourself.
evil sways your training...
your thoughts.
possess the good of your soul.
see it clear now?

your goodness deepens the soul.
fullness explodes inside me
while i die for knowledge.
supreme knowledge
of myself
of my thoughts
of my soul.

touch me and feel it.
and think of it often...
but do not forget.
(i do not want you to pass it by)
you must believe if you want to get
through the fog.
you must take hold...
never letting go. then free yourself
release your soul and the energy will become.
goodnight.

a new day greets you.
respond IN it!
a way of individual reckoning,
as part of a whole awakening.
do you see?

imagine it.
the day is gone.
yesterday a waste beyond doubt.
faith has passed through the bowels of it...
the "system".
they destroyed what was once...
all you ever had.

second chances are scorned in this world.
there is no tomorrow here.
act up loud.
but hear me clearly.
someday,
"IT" is all you may ever have.