The Window

The Window

Clear time is the mind doing divinity’s dance

Awake but asleep is the world of trance

Visions of the untouchable is the unexplained

Curiosity or confusion perhaps frightening demon brained

Phenomena will trigger emotions to reach self-doubt

Reason or faith allows explanation for the secular or devout

That choice is decision which lets live free from feelings of derision

But truth is the yearning for assurance confirming decision

Afraid of eternity so seeking a message it’s not the end

Yet reality dictates its commands that none can bend

Nature we see and explain comparatively easily

It’s the confounding beginning that’s hiding deviously

So back to the visions circle before and after

Some now taking comfort and others with scornful laughter

Definitely enigmatic regardless of consideration

It visits then leaves and its gift until …. is frustration

Fighters For Capitalism

Fighters For Capitalism

Memorial Day the only reason we’re free

Who’re we? Those who can think and do as reason please

We’re those who detest the collectivist Left

We’re the Ones whose conviction is individual Liberty

Unalienable right bestowed by our Creator

Whether you believe its divinity or Mother Nature

But freedom to choose, in the sole absolute called Reason

Demands that we think using Aristotle’s defeat of delusion

Thinking isn’t automatic but a tautology most dramatic

Determining what to do using logical to rational, no reality asthmatic

Emotions must be damned if they’re lagging like a lazy hand

Strength in conviction is the mind’s jurisdiction

One Nation, the exceptional variation is the base for Liberty

A Constitution, the political document that guarantees we breath free

Protected and defended it was the Gift from the Framers

The greatest writ, showing that We The People have to be the Capitalist Fighters

Night Lives

Night Lives

All you see is the calm smooth surface sea

Churning deep below are emotions and desires free

Another life the eyes you look at don’t reflect

But watch unobserved for you may catch that glance and detect

Civilized mores reject desire for and wanting to be a whore

Dr Dream, the spirited streams and sadomasochistic gore

But pressure builds and needs have to be fulfilled

Night adorns, its protection yawns covering the screaming Jacks and Jills

Pleasure in the mind core with its intense orgasmic cry

Care for satisfaction and less about how or why

In any direction, hidden lives, one slip and its waves of destruction

See families wrecked and professional ostracization

The end, panties in her purse lying in a doorway drugged and dead

The final, swing of sexual death a rope around his neck snapped thread

His clothes on her, Hotel Nippon where gender flows like salt

Crashed car spilled alcohol and blood, under age girl perverse fault

Accept Consequence

Accept Consequence

Nothing as heavy as the sadness filled heart

The world an empty hydrogen bombed tart

You see, conformity is required to prevent fear filled humanity

Rules rejectionists illuminate the illusion of societal gravity

But you’ll stand alone because your mind has decided an opposition set

Looking back with a smile sans regret

Stark is the pain for which there’s no analgesic rain

For you’re still human and so feel the disdain

See, there’s no defense against Nature’s determinist way

So evolve your mind regardless of emotion’s lagging sway

Strength’s more important than acceptance any day

Satisfaction versus happiness in the empty world is a casual lay

Look into the eyes of the innocent about to die

Torture is you can do nothing but feel guilt and cry

In the dark no crying for that’s self-betrayal’s sanctity

Moral clarity is no surrender or its name is depravity

Honey Dew

Honey Dew

I look upon your beautiful face in the morn and never frown

Sparkling eyes of soft caress so gently brown

Your smile makes the sun blush

With you I’m a conquering royal flush

Laughter peals so easily from you

Hugs and kisses energize like honey dew

I wonder if I’m part of a lucky few

Remember to count blessings is due

I miss you each time you go, your lingering fragrance

My world becomes lonely and time is a fence

That intangible called love which we feel before we see

I imagine it’s divinity in reality

Emotion is humanity’s quicksand

Temper tantrum to loving hand

It rules regardless of any mind centered stand

So best train our brains to enable emotions of dry land

Ghosts

Ghosts

Of the past catching up in the mind it resonates

Time brings introspects and memories it detonates

The good easily forgotten, the bad hanging like rotten cotton

Sure these ghosts can’t hurt, but we’re not forgiven

Truth, that scoundrel of the indelible

Her protector is Aristotle

The guilty always begging mercy and innocent only justice

Deny the cries from the morally criminal and caress innocence

Forgiveness must be moral and not based on whim

Justice can never win for the physical sin is to ad nauseum

Trying to eradicate the ghosts from our minds is wishful

The difficulty is evident, witness the powder by the dishful

Dr Dream is a mean kill; Casper only exists in the world of Marvel

So endure the fight within and cry if the taunts become a din

Self-pity is its own sin and is a lover of guilt

Proud strength the soul, your identity, is the only gilt

Introspective Station

Introspective Station

The realization of being that other

In the movie the one alone and without a mother

Time has moved on, see the wrinkles that smile

Suddenly its afternoon in life with a sunshine mile

Each day that goes the desperation whispers

Hear its diatribe that life can’t be climbed in slippers

Thoughts were abstract with time into the distance

Now cold reality that infinity is only in mathematics

With time comes courage for the world is known

The fox becomes the hero and knows how to win a crown

No regrets is the secret to sleeping without frowns

Grinding teeth the giveaway that you’ve endured nouns

Middle age crisis is the accusation from the envious

Those without dreams that have manifested into industrious

Celebrate yourself in that self-assured security

Cheerful despite scars and still fighting adversity

Broken Eye Time

Broken Eye Time

Those days when the world is at fault thru’ sight

Brain concentrates thru’ the crack that’s not right

Perhaps need to walk around and it’ll look like winking

Broken eye focus isn’t an ideal way of thinking

Analogy or reality it triggers the pain of neuralgia

Life demands it’s recognized not perceived, using the language algebra

For logic has no sense of humor, relying on reason not wishful rumor

Don’t upset the gods of Nature or you’ll pay and be vastly poorer

You know those the gods wish to destroy they make irrational

You’ll look on and reality will become surreality and instructional 

Learned folks will reflect how useless their philosophy doctorates

The talking class will suffer dissonance as light bends around their heads

Then the healing begins as Nature’s power unwinds

Humanity will have been on bended knees pushed by the vector winds

Inevitability is not negotiable and the universe always wins

Recognize reality, its inviolate will and repent for anti-scientific sins

To Be True

To Be True

That’s not being a shrew

To be true is character thru’ and thru’

Mindful of people, you don’t betray a promise declared

Reflect in the mirror if your eyes are a meaningless word

Corrosion of your soul when untruths you unleash

Your self-esteem is surely weak and you deserve only bleak

What governs the mind establishes your kind

Unreliable, flaky care less is your announcement to mankind

No consequences is your deceptive belief

Each time you renege, you feel freedom and relief

But you’re the fool for you destroy love and trust

The silence you’ll reap and ties will turn to dust

Sad indifference to those who reach out

Whatever reason, you punish your life and in a way it’s devout

Unreasonable surrender to irrational passion

Conquer fear and never mind cuts from a life lesson

We Who

We Who – Zikaron & Atzmaut May 10/11 2016

Sadness then happiness is the bitter sweet

We know the sound of the siren as it wails thru’ the street

We cry for loved ones and those we loved

We remember those without love and make them beloved

We never forget upon whose shoulders we stand

We always remember the blood shed to defend our Land

We live free as an ancient People in our country

We strive to build and strengthen degree upon degree

We head towards Independence with tear stained cheeks

We enter the new day renewed each year as summer peeks

We stand together and treasure this moment

We know who we are and why we’re here, the Covenant

Colors of white and blue give our flag a biblical hue

Shield of King David and the channukah too

No sacrifice but the protection and defense of values true

On this day we celebrate the brave Jew

Scream

Scream

We strike at life thru’ our body’s delight

Substance abuse is an amusement site

We know the high is sleight of hand mind

But try as we might it’s a losing grind

We know that path which is an endless promise

From today or tomorrow makes us feel certain without sorrow

Yet we also know reality is the crucible

Body shattering returns is the only metaphysical

Fights within the mind collide with physical reality

Igniting confusion, an unintelligible opaque rush of nervocity

Described emotions where rationality screams hysterically

Hear me now is the wail, before you’re gone uncontrollably

Once stepped back, frightening terror replaces confusion

Reality clings, blocking the comfort of illusion

Vicious circle of weak determination powered by fear dominates

Tightrope shaking, praying into nothingness, you know the fragility states

Where We Are

Where We Are

When we’re young we see the future

When we’re older we see the picture

Imagination or reality machination

Choose between what can be or surrender sanctification

Along come cacophonies, mind deafening ideologies

Persuasive monologues from pithy demagogues

Barely able to breach their thrown obstacles

Don’t mind the scars for they’re beauty on pedestals

So we live in our suffering silence alone

Life’s mockery as if we permanently atone

For the future we held so bright

For the picture we saw and held so tight

Our lives are invisible to each other

We only see a snapshot at times without bother

Suffering or happiness is invisible and looks the same

No balance but only extremes and no one sees our names

One Again

One Again

Emptiness is the color of the millions dead

Burnt to ashes after the ground ran red

Hatred the fuel that burned and rent

Delivering into nothingness - humanity’s dread

But, they’re remembered, they’ve not died

They’re with us and we stand with pride

In the quiet Hall the flame burns constantly

The outer rooms see the flags and books silently

Hills of Jerusalem, our ancient home

Their House now stands in Judea, forever the tome

We carry them with us and strength is their gift

We declare “Never Again” upon the Masada rift

Listen to the silence as tears feel

The sirens throughout their Nation peel

We think and for a time we are with them One again

We return to the present and say Amen

It Tears

It Tears

Those special tears of the lonely

Nothing streams but your emotions only

Listen in the silence to nothing

The world is lonely and the night is of longing

When the day is rough it’s never ending

Nobody to call and say hey I’m struggling

No sweet heart down the line that makes it all sublime

No street to walk down when you’re beat to see a smile

Special days are numbers where you’re free but imprisoned

No love to raise your spirits, no cake in the oven

Your cheeks are cold and lips alone

No aroma of love or delightful laugh tone

Reality of existence is the lack of human touch

Your soul in torment with nobody to reach out

Can any hell be as torturous as one where nobody cares?

Nobody each day that wants to see or hear you – it tears

Israeli Reality

Israeli Reality

See how proud the democratic State proclaims its virtues

Yet this is not reflecting the realities in situ

Another election, nobody dies goes the cry

True, no life is usually lost when this nation decides

But look under the veneer of falsity in that Square Building

See the vast corruption of promises as The People are geldings

Fooled over and again, that bogeyman named security, called

Docility is the way of The People, bending over and malled

Who stands for the single mother with children to feed?

Nobody, all the fat and their creed are grabbing for power in greed

Look around at the daily struggles of Workers and see

Greedy business on vacation paying only what government decrees

Another election to divide the sacrificial taxation pie

Uncle Sam sends billions and turns a blind eye

Oh yes, this is the reality of the Israeli sky

Where capitalism is screwed and socialism is stuck awry

Isolated

Isolated

A desolate universe with an earth of emptiness

Violates the rules of human togetherness

Inviolate attitudes crushed by narrowness

Articulate words disguise all deceptiveness

Alienating good natured hearts with spitefulness

Illuminates the angry at life corrosiveness

Eliminates optimistic playful positiveness

Captivates the mindless to enact callousness

Let me take your sweet cool hand in mine

So beautiful to hold, to kiss, it shines

A gentle tug, triggers your surprised smile

I laugh happily at your gift of your smile for a while

Your smile allows me to forget my isolated world

Unexpected happiness in a time of my harsh real world

I wonder if you remember that split second world

How human warmth can destroy an isolated world

Irrational Cries

Irrational Cries

Symbolism in whose eyes the realism?

Pain of the past or pride of the present?

Frustrations and inadequacies denied by those indignant

In their minds justification to violence is sanctioned

Visible is the evil called vengeance where justice cries

And is the orgasmic denial of mercy on their side

Hatred of reason, with time the present truth

The sins of the father onto the child is an evil ruse

Why the rise of irrational cries so far from the mud?

Has humanity not realized it’s the mind that’s top?

Place aside symbols that attack for new that give back

Obsessive compulsive with force is irrationals’ track

With which side do you side to ensure your stride?

The side of promises of life yet suffering and abuse there reside?

Or the side of no promises, only reality and reason’s guide?

Irrational cries is the side where the right to your life is denied

Irrational Clones

Irrational Clones

I don’t begin to understand your irrational bones

He came to hurt you and you’re the one that atones

Humanity filled with Stockholm Syndromes

Or has society produced irrational clones?

To think requires bravery because pain is logics arm

Belief gives the shot of utopia and you’re all faerie tale warm

But another stream of scream runs through humanity

It’s the one where pain infliction and abuse is not calamity

Round it spins the roulette wheel of mind, belief and confusion

So reduce to weak and surrender to emotion

The urge of sexual desire waits atop the whole spire

Determination thru’ strength of mind, the diamond of will is the squire

Reality strikes regardless of like, dislike or want

Nobody can read minds so we judge by past action and rant

Dismiss history and you’ll redo misery

Emotion be damned, your mind is the only path to victory

Ironic

Ironic

Each passing day as time slips away

The sun dies and warmth flies from the day

Unrelenting time has no fear and commits no crime

Fragile humanity, in a panic of fear and with limited time

So what now? To love, to live, to never be lonely

A dream that some live while too many others cry only

Notice the smug who never step wrongly

The sad hearts look on wishing they knew how to be deftly

Broken hearts never mend; they stretch until a bitter end

Cry for the wallflowers, love them in kindness

Their tears are constant but they smile forcing away sadness

They know how to play without seeing others’ happiness

Do they deserve to suffer this pain of torture without end?

How strange they do not become bitter and cynical?

Perhaps it’s because they never surrender their sublimity

They are the humanity without fear of time insecurity

Insular State

Insular State

Always refuse to be seduced by hate

Succulent nectar of the insular state

That small feeling of together, smug and superior

Driving that brute racist hate declaring others inferior

Be on your guard against those who preach God

It’s often those that preach God who will point to you as odd

Look at panda’s or cats named Soxie, or calico’s named Fudge

What would they say to humanity’s fudge?

Turn around and see the actions of those that shout, LIBERTY!

Their aim is to revive slavery thru’ jailing a woman’s right to her body

Is this humanity’s legacy, to act consistently oppressively?

Fear of recognizing the right to lifestyle and being happy?

Stand UP objectively and reject dingy ideology

The sun has never risen; we revolve around a star in a galaxy

Self-centered irrationality blinds the truth of the universe holistically

Our minds are paramount and we are bound, definitively

Instance Is Flight

Instance Is Flight

You vanquished my agony and made suffering worthy

Guitar strings all night moving fingers that stretch

Time with focus energized by cherry lips

Life has no relevance if only time is the consequence

Abstract is the connection, the anchor of all

Concretes are the pleasures, but empty without the whole

Search for that light and grab it with all your might

Senses wide on alert for that instance is flight

Feel the warmth that is not tinder but hotter

The source of all life, without which we are matter

Human light that yearns and nurtures

Together the white flame that is living Nature

As you sleep and the faerie dust kisses your cheek

Healing your hurts and protecting your soul

Happiness will be your world

Your smile outshining the sun and making it fold

Ink

Ink

In recesses residing deep the dare

Compulsion to ink to declare

Wearing my soul upon my skin

Do not mistake me for Society kin

My story told in shades of black

My sound found heavy in metal flack

Soothing is the buzzing sound

Where the crescendo of joyful pain is found

Pictures letters inked to last

True marriage is this for even at death do not part

Wry humor so pure must be certain be sure

Or a clown a jester a poseur is your censure

Unique inked reflection in the mirror of humanity

Identity of Individualism misunderstood - insanity

Expression of the intellect a constant cry

Only possible in Liberty - cannot deny

Injustice Raised

Injustice Raised

Animosity of the world betrays humanity’s essence

Lost values leave behind a vacuum oozing abscess

Collapse from within shakes liberty’s edifice

Look around for a target as hatred seeks sacrifice

Once again evil rises to crush justice

Put a rope around her neck Lady Justice they despise

Moral cowardice the foundation of evil

The target once again Israel

How obvious the hater’s façade of morality

Pretence to care for people sacrificed politically

Nay, merely a joining of evil in the spirit of Luther

Shining brightly the Jewish flame in Jerusalem’s ether

To win to triumph in the face of the world court ranged against

Unbendable will to withstand satanic attack from the nihilist

This war to bend light against the truth of morality’s physics

Ultimately they will fail for Nature rejects engineered metaphysics

Influence

Influence

Power in the world loses the Day

Rising nation of Liberty takes reigns holds sway

Brave leader of adventure example to all

His two sons compelled to run with gall

Shining black pool of luster

Spy Society seeks influential muster

Desert sands romantic too

Strong stories signal then woo

Blame arrogance for deaths that come

Typical collision of religion White Master

Altruism supports nationalism turns stings

Fire in the dunes this miscalculation rings

Result of coups echoing deafening wounding bruise

Justice betrayed metaphysical abstruse

Always blood crying from the sand

No solution until Man understands

Indifference

Indifference

Fear grips in a world where reason has been slain

Expectance of the irrational despite evidence is plain

Emotion infused physics is quackery that sleights the mind

Evolution twisted by Lysenko to satisfy the subjective blind

Civilization is not a magic manifestation

Watch the water run from the faucet strong

No concrete connection between them, but abstraction is not wrong

Strike the ground and no water will run; raise reason and factories hum

To think is to exist as to move is to live

The happy combination directs action and it will give

Indifference to who we are denies our Identity and allows idiocy

From this comes infatuation with intuition and the emotionalism begets democracy

So ceases discovery and celebration is the relief from individual responsibility

Decline has written history and allows death’s shout of orgasmic glory

Comes disease and infection the strong prehistoric forces of strife

Then deny reality and the devil known as indifference will strike down life

Incongruous Treachery

Incongruous Treachery

Born to privilege under the traitor sign

From day go was always the accidental alien

Guilt determined was guilt unearned

Condemnation always immoral from the corrupt atlanteans

Never in doubt the path to outcast

Belief intact without waver, predicting thundercast

Indeed thunderclap came but never was it so lame

Those sworn to care shifted and demolished blame

At risk shockingly high was the entire edifice

Secrets sent to enemy of Lent, how small the sacrifice

Suspicion came one cracked forlorn dawn

‘Twas time to flee thru’ streets, down lanes, across the lawn

Ships waiting in the harbor, arranged the walk on water

Dry dock came once around the clock, but no flock greeted their pater

Trust, that fragile side of neurotic, requires a long time to kiss a traitor

No understanding the abstract mind of a spy by their adjudicator

Incline

Incline

Life comes at you no matter you cry, smile or pray

Independent of thought, action or emotion each day

Spiral down or rise to strive you want to drive

Unseen chaotic or random ramble you try not to dive

Does time come or go; future or past relevancy’s cast?

Only today exists so attitude is my minds’ insist

Reality is that the future is now

Cognition of the instant is constant recognition via volition

Do I exist and how do I know this is me?

I see I move, I go where I twist, so all this is reality objectively

Do I call my name for I can hear it in my mind?

Perhaps it’s the past ringing, my mother’s voice kind

Emotions carved in granite through the years by tears

For happiness requires sadness as death requires life years

At times when ridiculous, Nature makes that seem superfluous

How appealing is the feeling, rejecting cognitive dissonance