TEMPLATES

Feeling a bit disturbed by the massive response to the so called rapture that is supposedly about to hit. I understand and respect the intention behind the prophecies that denounce the end of our world- and perhaps, with belief, there really is an end to a world as an individual may perceive it. But, I can only live daily with a notion that the end of any world is only that which one feeds into. I must continue to live each day without fear, and I must not hold back, remembering each day, and knowing that what I contribute to it, is what I need to concentrate on. I wrote this with reflection on my own realization that what I was putting into my life was exactly what I was getting back. Slumped for a moment, I realized I had wasted some valuable time in my distractions and I had to take myself by my own reigns and begin to steer myself toward some sort of jimmy rigged carved with a butter knife pathway. I had to begin to live fully and not travel the paved road for the path of least obstruction was getting a little too easy and not challenging my constant need for stimulation. If the water is luke warm and cozy, I want it hotter. If there was no bend in the road, I want figure eights. If a Y has three points, I want an octogon... catch my drift? So, put on your black jumper suit and your white tennis shoes and commit one of those mass check-outs if you want- but, I choose to carry on to the bitter, salty, sour, sweet delectible beginning!

Peeling the layers back. Three, sixty five, and on track

I feel alive beneath a carriage of mass

Spoiler alert, I've been crass, about to boil I'm sure

Passin’ by leaving me with a sly remark of so be it, see it, was it as plentiful as it was divine?

Cuz in all this time, I've gotten stamped and dressed and waitin'

I'm debating captain conquest has found the key to the treasure chest

So for i to sleep with twenty ten, and then dreams spent in wonder of time wasted again and again,

Shake me awake so i can shutter a whimper and mutter, please can i discover this life for which I'm a lover?

And as amazing as it sounds, the most diffuse of meaning is found between perplex facades and seemings

So for i to be crowned with a blessing in disguise cuz it's made me all the more wise?

A test in measure concise but dry to my threshold, building collapsing blocks forming a mesh cold with time lapsing...

Tick tock, and I'm shocked.

Salmonella, old white Asian fella

Recalls, sequels

evac drill and spills

Nations security, building infurity

Airplane’s, dare games,

Are we living in fear or shame?

And as i wake up every day on this mountain top, I'm scrambling to drink more before the fountain stops, guzzling this precious life i know, while others check out like it’s a no-go!

And every door that opens, I seem to close, while slipping on banana tokens i chose to ignore that wide open door, and i can't reach it anymore!

We are all just templates, blank pages, waiting for story to tell of tanked stages, pranks gauge us, baitin me for more please, someone draw me a picture so i can see through this swiss cheeze debotchery!

It's up to us to squeeze through these holes, and start setting up some real values and goals, cuz i tell ya,

It was once for-told, by the time we wake up, we will all be old!

><)))*>...fishin food for thought...

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