in my mind

A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?

-in my mind

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

ingesting your love through the bottom feeding...

ingesting your love
through the bottom feeding
pyramid scheme
procreating the hate
of your father's, father's father
thieving man, women, and children
from their knowledge
billing them to consume
what is theirs
taking farmers seed
to fight your wars
land, gold, and diamonds
the perks of hard life

objectified deities
we were to objectify nothing

paving your way
parallel to already paved ways

becoming dying dreams
and living simple

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

turning the knob

Cold wind push
and he fights to get through
cold, so cold, it is hard to breathe

The body needs you
but doors are locked
I see you dancing between the cracks
your shadows pushed the lights
I see between the cracks

open the door, He sees the warmth
your presence is known
He pleads for the open door
cold tearing his bone
and slowly taking his voice

your shadow slowly, moving to hide
but I see it all between the cracks

The knob turn, left, left, then right, right
Feeling close to the warmth
He broke in excite ready
but lock, and
for the moment, a child's play
His luck

Cold but patient
patient for the warmth that I need
your already full mouth
your already leaving
traces of invisible lipsticks

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

The Strings Running Through I (one)

the desire for finding whole
take a piece of peace and pass it on

the fortitude
adhere to

multitude cheerful

believed customs
only memory far

only by fear

taking away center stage
the print of our souls

in the hole
where death taken our age

collision of our paths
is with strings attached

collision of our paths
comes with strings attached

Thursday, May 9, 2013


beyond infinity
deposing every inch
of the sound soul
ringing with temptations
making me whole

spring of colors

white clouds
to your grey days

bring back
the back of the time back when

into the veil attached to your vein

letting everyone go


Friday, May 3, 2013

Universe In Me

change me
from my perceived self
into what I am

see water color
falling from the fall
and I under

cloud me
and let me breathe the mist

fill me to my half
then ask me
if I'm half full
or half empty
half living
or half dead

ask me what I am
and I will tell you
I am multitudes of nothing
a space at vast, millions of planets,
I am the universe 

© EOU 2010

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Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world