Pantheism

Tnezania

A Sea Poem

Addicted to that change of state.
Pupils size of dinner plates.
Vunerable just like wry bait
See the geometric vibrate.

Look at my hands.
Look at my past.
Look at the action.
That just broke my mast.

Take the wind from my sails
And the man from the helm.
Let me drown in the water
Like processing film.

Breathe in the water yet don't feel the pain.
Realize this and dreaming are all quite the same.
So take your own hand and rise up to the air.
Float where you want with out ever a care.

Arth3555:

My jeans got holes and my socks don't match
But it won't compare to the cold you'll catch
From the foods you eat to the stuff you buy
From the processed meats and twinkies fried.
Sodium benzoate and the aspertame.
All tastes good pumpin' through the veins
He's the cornsrup guy
She's the MSG queen.
He keeps his fructose high
She's an excito-toxin fiend

Beat

pulse and move
let it flow
let it glow
and find the groove

jump and fall
find the grind
find her mind
bounce off the wall

shake and bake
take it all
take the call
its time to awake

So many strings pulling so many ways,
Being myself is a combination of days.
Its just cause I love life and want to do it all.
I have too many hobbies. I'm not making the call.

And that would be why I have and absence from here.
Just thought I'd say that so I'm in the clear.
You don't know what they do to poets like me,
When we don't write our poems and lay in the sea.

They see that you're lazy and then plot to kill.
They buy lots of weapons and mail you the bill.
Then your door busts in and your pinned to the ground.
"I thought Mr. Quigley wanted to be found?"

You Only Live Once

Fast rhythm
inside my head
cool wind
through my skin
insane vibrations
to take over now
but its all the same
its all the same

Breathe it in
and let it out
but on the next one
hold it in
as long as you can
because its never the same
never the same

Do something crazy
the way to live
make others ponder
be more alive
than ever before
because you only live once
only live once

Orbit

What the future holds I cannot wait
I can fathom and imagine
but what will come
a new dimension
of unknown calamity
or perhaps unheard achievement
it is what you make it
so take what you can
and do what you please
to please yourself
because if your not happy
then nothing matters
because the world revolves
around
YOU

I had a question for you

Mcspargeslarg:
If one was writing things other than rhymes,
where would they put it at this certain time?
Where peers could read it and it wouldn’t interfere,
with the blog they created on blogspot my dear.

TNEZ:
if you were me then you would do this.
Set up another blog and give it a kiss.
For luck and success that it will bring,
your words will leave with a ring

Mcspargeslarg:
can I be certain that the peers will read?
This piece will be opening the rawness of me.
These are my thoughts, my thinking at best.
Put up on the screen. Lifting off of my chest.
I’ll put it in the web hoping that it will bring
comments, reflections, improvements, and things

TNEZ:
What type of things will you produce?
Because I can’t take a little excuse.
Pour out your heart and then spill your soul,
Cause I want your spirit to flow out of the bowl

Mcspargeslarg:
well I’ll end it with that
and soon you will see
the ideas of life that are important to me.
I’m not quite sure if there will be pleasure or pain,
but I’m guessing something will flicker inside of their brains

TNEZ:
well let me share this;
we can start a movement.
Infuse our ideals for all sorts of improvement.
We can change the world to a better place,
trust me amigo it needs a new face

If you did believe

As well as I do

About the world around you

About the people and

The places and

The waters that we race to

You would believe

Every little thing I see too

That there is perfect in a grain

So small to see the roughness in

And you would see

That everybody is worth it

To be in your scene

The kind you molded

As you're growing older

And getting smarter

Getting better at feeding

Your head and your heart

You're learning to start

To trust your instincts

But never hinder them too far

And you will believe

As well as me that there is

A trusting feeling in here

Outside, it's so right

Just open you eyes and taste it

It's in the night air

No fears by our beach chairs

Salt is on my skin and hair

And in your eyes I see it

Crystallized in the sunlight

Making every sight tonight

A blurry feeling, but it's all right

We're gonna go until the sun rise

This time

I believed everything

And it turned out to be true

No more fear in me

Just a smile in here

And the night sky, this time

It's a clear to me as day light

The Future IS Ours

our ability to imagine is a beautiful thing
open our minds to the wonders we'll bring
think of something done and twist it around
there's always something bound to be found
arrange and churn inside of our heads
meddle with them to witness the spreads
the room for expansion is seemingly endless
the advancement of innovation is among our trendless

Yo quiero más de lo que había

i want
the fun
again.
try not
too hard
my friend.
it will
come,
if come
it will.
and we'll
both be
pleased
from the
thrill.

Rapid

crazy paces that never stop
unseen levels that never drop
a little dose should do the trick
but the brain walls are too thick
it melts and dissolves without success
the fact that one can still transgress
brings tears to eyes that want to smile
if only tranquility could stay a while
the thoughts too fast for most to handle
looked down upon as a minor vandal
in some eyes destruction can be seen as art
the quickness leaves the ability to impart
the speech too agile for most to understand
the ideas at times can be too grand
a state of elation at any second
the actions always seem to beckon
learning to cope is a winding trip
but the key to it all will unzip

It Could Be Tomorrow

what if one of my crazy actions took the wrong turn
would this be the last thing that continues to burn
through your head of what could have been
the things, places and friends i could easily win

what if you never saw me again?
would you tell everyone you were my friend
through all that I've been through would you remember?
and pass a fat J on the 13th of December.

what if i took a bad leap off a cliff
would i have to write my last riff
through the good and the bad. happy and sad
will you try to keep my spirit going rad

what if i got into an accident of crazy proportions
my life scrambled up in dissatisfying distortions
through memories and connections that i have made
will you keep them strong and never let them fade?

what if i died of an unknown disease?
would you cry and get down on your knees
through all the places i wanted to travel
would you spread my ashes to let my puzzle unravel?

Drivers are Hypocrites

Dear Mr. Honda CRV

Mr. Driving Too Slow In Front Of Me

Didn't you know the right lane is for you?

And the left one we're in is for passing

That is for me, yes I need to speed

All the way down this highway eighteen

There is no limit when you are me

Because I'm running late for work

Yes I need to speed

Dear Mr. UHaul Truck

Your brake lights don't work

Don't you give a fuck?

You're too tall for me to look

Over your top to the car in front

And when you slow down all too soon

I better act fast because I'm not warned by you

Mr. I Didn't Check Before I Checked Out

I could have hit you and whatever you've got

Dear Mr. Acura Coupe

Your un-muffled engine sounds like poop

You just graduated, I can still see the paint

And you accelerate unnecessarily just to brake

Mr. I Haven't Quite Figured How To Shift The Gears

Smoking a cigarette and destroying your years

Please at least tilt your seat forward

Not being able to see will get you pulled over

Dear everyone out on the road

Use your blinkers before you start to slow

I'm tired of my heart jumping up

Whenever you turn and I don't know

Mr. I Think I Drive The Best and company

Get your head out of your gas-guzzling SUV's

Show some concern, at least for me

Because I'm running late for work

And I need to speed

Cheer Up

i feel like i have been wearing a mask
always stay happy and on task
but the tears that want to pour
are stopped from my inner core
it shouts and says to keep focus
but the tears want to spread like locust
i feel like my eyes always glisten
my heart cant hear as if it doesn't listen
one more beat and they might drop
how can one always stay on top
but i feel that tears are good
sometimes to cry, you should
get out what is bottled in
or you might explode from within
wipe them away with a quick touch
light up you sorrows with a dutch
because its better to laugh at what upsets
then to drown in the puddles of regrets

Trippin'

i may have posted this before?

life is not what it seems
its a series of dreams
stuck in reality but it's not true
look at the colors of a different hue
there's another dimension that's hard to find
you can go there in the right frame of mind
once you're there you might not go back
the gravity pulls you, you're under attack
return to the real but is it the same?
did your mind linger from where you came?

The Beating Drum

My solider
From the time you called
I warned you
Of the beating drum
It calls out
To the young and the proud
Come into the crowd
Take your position
And blow them away
Blow them away
Come to our side
Toes on the line
Stand your head tall
And wait for the call
Of the beating drum

And you'll hear war
And you'll hear war
It's the sounds of a storm
It's the songs of the torn
And you'll hear them cry
For the ends of their lives
They were just waiting for
The end of their war

You'll do it for the pride
And the marching tides
And the men you'll love
Like a brother of yours
And you're chin is high
And your eyes will shine
Your chest will rise
And you send off to the night
And you'll hear that call
Of the beating drum

And you'll hear war
And you'll hear war
It's the sounds of a storm
It's the songs of the torn
And you'll hear them cry
For the ends of their lives
They were just waiting for

The end of their war

Chaquetón

stick with me, ill take you places
new experiences different faces
never get caught up with one act
move on to the next one is my pact
smoke some sensi every day
sun showers glitter on the bay
talkin about the good vibe
only the best is what i prescribe
be who you are and do what you want
live forever with your spirit you'll haunt
down to the jamrock and rub-a-dub dubbb
jack and a grav in the hot tub
intoxicating innovations will make you think
you'll find yourself on the fountains brink
make your choice what you wanna do
mix what your taught inside of the rue
use the repellent to protect your goods
use your connects to develop the woods
always stay fresh and above the rest
cause everything in life is a challenging test
so head down to the cliff where the rocks hang loose
keep in mind that we called the wild deuce
i know you dont know who you think i am
but ill still cook you a plate of green eggs and ham
si tu quieres bailar conmigo, vamos por este camino
una de mis amigos es un pocito chino
pero es bueno pero el no es un argentino
te lo diré lo que las drogas pueden hacer
¿donde esta mi pero mejor ezer?

N+7

Take every noun and replace it with the 7th noun from that word in the dictionary...

I don't have that kind of time on my hands so a computer program did it for me.

T-Nez's "Talkin About My Girl" + 7

tired of no one being as much funfair
stripper dowse the sandstorm under the sundry
run dowse the skipper and sideways flip
oh this is the most joyous directive
witness there was someone to be at my sidestep
a glance that i could sweep with in the low tightrope
a glance whose hairpiece glories in the sundry
flirtacious cutbacks and the peril bunk
ready for the next adder at any timpanist
our beating heartthrobs will be sublime
intelligent and gorgeous to nappy a few
her tamarisks keep coming right on cultivator
snack talks and daredevils to anything
i would be at babble because she can sinner
because of her i wouldn't look at another
she would also be the peril motor
i would provide her with everything
luck and affix is the best i could bring
the deadbeat i find her will be my best
i would look forward to all of the restraint

Talkin about my girl

tired of no one being as much fun
stride down the sand under the sun
run down the skim and sideways flip
oh this is the most joyous dip
wish there was someone to be at my side
a girl that i could sway with in the low tide
a girl whose hair glistens in the sun
flirtacious curves and the perfect bun
ready for the next activity at any time
our beating hearts will be sublime
intelligent and gorgeous to name a few
her talents keep coming right on cue
smooth talks and dances to anything
i would be at awe because she can sing
because of her i wouldn't look at another
she would also be the perfect mother
i would provide her with everything
love and affection is the best i could bring
the day i find her will be my best
i would look forward to all of the rest

the mold

no one knows me
but i know myself
i like to ask questions
for questions' sake
im crazy and spontaneous
but at the same time i plan my attack
my mind is a highway
i pick and pull ideas
my thought process is a growing tree
sweet talking and staring in eyes
never want to stop
ive lived up to the moment
where ive thrown away my regrets
and truely lived
i breathe in fresh air
i soak up the sun
i absorb the water
i glide on pavement
i dance when i walk
i talk to talk
i run to feel free
i jump to feel gravity
i think and analyze
i feel music
i make music
i make love
i make deliciousness
i make it happen

We've got some catching up to do...

Well after 3 weeks of my computer hating me and not allowing me to sign into anything Google related... I can finally post stuff again! Stupid technology.

Also... apologies to whoever changed the background before but I couldn't read the font on it lol. I switched it to this real quick but maybe we can all come to a consensus on a design, if it's something desired.

Anyway. On to the purpose of this thing.

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Ah wasteful little brother

Listening to your radio

Miss Operator's sending out

But when will they return home?

And the gas was spent entirely

For no purpose or sensibility

And I'm afraid that Mr Man

Can't make it there at all

Because you see, that lazily

Winding bend you seriously

Cornered with your craving for

The friendly old competitor

Couldn't look inside of our own box

Had to crawl around to pay a lot

Just give it one creative thought

So you'll make it there to put it out

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Baby, you'd be so proud of me

Guess what I did today

I played a game just like you

Like the ones we used to

On your couch in that little room

Turned up that stereo sound

Watched that blonde glow like the moon

Oh if you could have seen me tonight

Tipped on one five three two five

Eyes pinned so much these stars shine

Just like yours did in daytime lights

Yet this song, it always remains the same

Every time I sing it with all of my will

And even though you're not around now

It'd be a lie if I said that I missed you still

Yes, you'd be so proud of me

I've still held on to my honesty

Just like that night it all spilt

And you buried me in your false guilt

Come on baby, I knew all along

That's how I still smile at these songs

You and me, yeah we were both off

But between you and me, I was never once wrong

I can still fly yeah, one five three two five

But you baby, you could never stay high

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Down the halls the blueness crept

Towards the end the doors were red

Wine for port but starboard's lime

Tried the lock but failed in time

Out to sea we all must play

The tiptoe silent waiting game