Man versus Myth

I wish I can give you the space you need,

But I need you

I need you like flesh needs venom

Your something that will put an end to me

But I will bleed the prettiest poison singing

“Life if nothing but a dream,” along side you

as we walk on crooked streets

until the sun turns purple

I could of given you space before

before all that love crap started

and before you ever gave me that look,

the look of a thousand angels right before heaven reunites

with the western civilization way of thinking

that look that changed me forever

that look of your love boat anchoring my heart in to shore

whats the difference between love and hate?

one is at a level 1 while the other a level 10

not once do they meet

nor is the middle a promising middle ground

nothing is for certain in this world

except time and the clockwise motion of change

Start to my book

"Green Leaf Village"

The executioner hung us at daybreak on the second Sunday of the ninth month. Five of us, lined up in a row like children waiting in the elementary school lunch line, anticipating the weekly favored and highly raved macaroni and cheese. Two of us were scared shitless wondering as to what death would bring. Two of us were happy to finally get away from “what this world has come to”. Then there was me a little of both but just repetitively asking myself the question “what the fuck is in that delicious yellow cheese”?

I mean I had no purpose of being there I was 18 the youngest of the five and I really hadn’t lived my life except for a few blotter trips on a space craft and a “couple two, tree” times being above the normal elevation of my own skeptic loopy mind (and everyone else’s for that matter).

I kept thinking to myself and laughing at myself as I watched the people look at me with such entertained looks on their face like I was some television show…they were amused. Maybe I am a television show. Then I thought lets make this a television show! “And first off on this evenings episode of death in town square APATHY.” Then I just shut my mouth and looked out as the entertained looks on peoples faces turned to blank undisclosed stares at one another. As well as the other four aging adolescents in this middle school lunch line of a execution and then back to me.

“I am the master of ceremonies tonight, I am the chosen one from the Messiah I am myself” Random adlibs along the lines of “Criminal, Sick Fuck, WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE” came about and it really, really hurt! Oh that last one really set me over the edge yes it did “Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you? Are you misled because I’m not. Are you true to yourself because I am and frankly I do not believe a ‘criminal’ of my status should be looked down upon or in this case LOOKED UP upon in such a way by you everyday commoners.

I laughed again and then all the sudden it dropped, the rope finally dropped. I was dead, some say a serial killer will go straight to hell for crimes he had committed against his society and his God but not me no not I. I was mommy’s little soldier! I mean sure I was a little off the deep end as a child and have only swam farther down stream since then but apart from having a few screws loose I am 110% normal.

The realization of attention

Those who seek attention only seek negative attention. The same negativity resulting from this will serve as a catalyst to the demise of ones ego as well the demise of ones reputation. Where this will lead them is down a path questioning each decision of morality he or she makes about his or her own life. It is in that short path that they will eventually come to conclusion that no one man is greater than any other one. And at the end of this path they will realize they are no better than any single human being. But it will take something as big as this epiphany to change their life around.

Today

Today I am officially great. Not only in everyone else’s eyes but finally in my own. For the first time I walk on new legs with longer arms and an even stronger mind that’s inhales and exhales pure excellence. Before I was no one, but today I am great. Today I can see all the colors in the rainbow and all the individual blocks on a sidewalk that goes from one end of town to another. Today I can look up at the sky and just see the blue and white and not the downfall of the earth. Today I can feel the beauty and light from the sun. Today I am great in my own eyes.