Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Shooting Star

If i wish upon a star.
Will you come down from afar?
My angel with an infinite glow.
A warmth that melts the snow.
Wings that will take me higher.
A love never felt prior.
The day will eventually arrive.
On that day my soul will revive.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Like a G6 Ganja Stylee

Hitting bongs on the ice, like a blizzard.
When we smoke we do it right getting slizzard.
Smoke smokin in my ride, like three6.
Like a g6, like a g6.
Now, I'm feeling so high like a G6.

Gimme that OG kush.
Gimme that Trainwreck.
Get them buds broken up, we get that resin drip and that drop.
Now give me two more nugs, cuz you know we don't stop.

Hell yea.
Smoke it up, Smoke-smoke it up.
When sober girls around, me they be actin like they high.
They be actin like they high, actin-actin like they high.
When sober girls around me actin-actin like they high.

Hitting bongs on the ice, like a blizzard.
When we smoke we do it right getting slizzard.
Smoke smokin in my ride, like three6.
Like a g6, like a g6.
Now, I'm feeling so high like a G6.

Toking on, toking on a bowl, Ima pa-pack another one.
Girl I keep it real, smoking blunts at the crib.
This is how we live, every single night.
Take that bong to the face, and let me see you fly.

Hell yea.
Smoke it up, Smoke-smoke it up.
When sober girls around, me they be actin like they high.
They be actin like they high, actin-actin like they high.
When sober girls around me actin-actin like they high.

Hitting bongs on the ice, like a blizzard.
When we smoke we do it right getting slizzard.
Smoke smokin in my ride, like three6.
Like a g6, like a g6.
Now, I'm feeling so high like a G6.

Its that ganja green, make you put yo hands up.
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up.
(You can't Touch this)
Its that cannabis, make you put yo hands up.
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up.
(You can't Touch this)
Hell Yeaaa, make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up.
Hell Yeaaa, Make you put yo hands up, put yo put yo hands up.

Hitting bongs on the ice, like a blizzard.
When we smoke we do it right getting slizzard.
Smoke smokin in my ride, like three6.
Like a g6, like a g6.
Now, I'm feeling so high like a G6.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Dream State of Mind

The time is now, the walrus said.
To become cozy in your bed.
Close your eyes and relax.
Watch your visions as it blacks.
Dream of things you never had.
A world where you are never sad.
Let your mind imagine.
Taking on a new spin.
Take the bridge and don't look back.
For now is the time that cannot lack.
With a blank canvas do not be shy.
It will fill up with color on the fly.
Every moment that you exchange.
Will allow the dream to rearrange.
Take your time and enjoy the trip.
Life on this side is off the script.

Expectations

Some times I feel that I am not living.
Not living up to my expectations.
Stuck in a routine day in, day out.
Always the same, with nothing new.
There is so much more I am capable of.
So what am I doing here?
Is there an awakening that will come.
Will I realize what I am supposed to do.
My purpose on earth. Just what is it?
I wait for the day that it hits me.
As for now, I'm stuck.
There are walls around me.
A ceiling overhead.
No it is not made of glass.
At the moment they are black.
I think I'll paint them.
With a primer of see-through.
Why not take action now?
Can't today be the day to be remembered?
The day I knew exactly what is.



Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Alternate Reality

Rolling hills of sand
An open door with no rooms
Lies a crashed plane
In a sunken ship
Murderous monkeys
Dance around the tomb
Of the dead
One stays behind
Timid and afraid
It scampers away
Beneath the sand
A cave with bones
A tree with one limb
Spurts vines to capture
Prey waiting silently
Yet a dinosaur
Remains the bigger predator
Chasing along bridge of rocks
Into a cave in the mountain side
Covered in webs and dripping water
As night falls, three moons rise over the land


Saturday, November 6, 2010

Surreal

A blanket of clouds
With the sun shining brightly
In a pool of collected water
From the stream of a mountain
The trees bend and sway
As the flame burns and flickers
Adding to the illumination of the moon
The pool forms ripples
As the fish begin to feed
A bridge links the two lands
With a single cloud overhead
The wind whips the sky
As the plants gather
To become one with the animals
That feed upon the pool
A boat with sails of flowers
Swims through the water
Lifting up into the air
Escaping into the cloud

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Beyond the Sky

How far the eye can see.
Is meaningless to me.
Viewing beyond the skyline.
Onwards to what I define.
Over the hills and through the trees.
Across the land and the seas.
Above the stars in the night.
Lies you in plain sight.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Change

Is it ever to late?
To head where you were not going?
When the shot is called.
Do you have the time?
To switch things up.
Shake the dice.
Watch them roll.