My BrainPan™

of you

for a long time

I feel the earth come down the wind swallows the sound the grass applauds the show as the lady turns around

As I sit upon my porch in the melting sun of may, I hear words of wisdom whispered On the dying breath of winter winds And under my breath I mutter ancient prayers Asking forgiveness from the birds as they sing their guiltless songs.

Where does all this Neon come from? I thought it was long forgotten I thought long halls and dusty warehouses were the graves of these noisy lights They care and craft to say so little, I guess when you put it that way.... Their comeback was inevitable.

You are forever an eagle Bold and free.

You lay down with him, He took the pill, You say friendships never die but guess what they can be killed. And you killed it. You really killed it This time.

One day I like to think we’ll all have a chance to say something unremarkable and have it blow up on social media.

Human tools for a human purpose Corruptible as a stone in the grass. Look first through the looking glass. And that stone shall be cast.

upon which no leaves grow

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I don’t know for what reason or for what purpose our dreams have been told to be watered down. To be labelled as fantasy to be labelled as a folly as corny, insane, idealistic, impractical, decorative, joyful, There is no romance to dreams to the very real sensations inside our mind the night to the day of our consciousness hung upon walls with indifference Talked upon with casual glide not given more than second thought simply stated and never read and if read, read to be prophecy or worse You are never closer to the void, than in your dreams. As the waking mind inhales the sleeping mind exhales and the leaving breath is dreams.

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Hang a mirror on a string watch what you are balancing in mid-air. As the string pulls on the ceiling the mirror pulls the string Who pushes it all? If I push it then I should be cut if God pushes it then HE shall be cut If gravity pushes then it shall be cut. And moreover, if gravity pushes, and inertia begins and ends when did push and pull all begin? Instantaneously the pushing has started And stopped, in perfect balance. To show yourself. And look into the mirror, see the product of impossibility. Focus on that, and you would find peace.

If on the surface of water there is a reflection and beneath it there is refraction then what is there where we are? How could the reflection How could the refraction be part of the whole, That is where we stand? Simply in the middle. Where we see whats below we see the surface and most important We see our reflection. All mold into one, joined in total impossible contradiction. Joining, forming, leading, to total harmony. That is where we are. and wholly are not.