kab philosophies

11:24:44 PM EDT

Here's a tale you know so well

About a girl and he who fell

She's witty, bright, and brief

Blazing ruby leaves a simple disbelief

 

So glows the beaming hazel eyes

Where yellow sunbeams die

It leaves the mortal gods of the world at be

A simple smile is all one needs to see

 

The beauty of twilight succumbs to midnight

And the melodic memories return to thoughtful mind

Allowing winds of dawn blow through a dream

Watching every human love pass by

 

Let the noon of summer eve's drift

Toward me for a kiss

I'll lose expression

And take all there is of bliss

 

 

 

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11:08:17 PM EDT

Life is funny at a distance.  It seems the things which seem so important now are not so important in the  long run.  Focus on such things creates foolish imagination but the repetition brings to light our fear.  Fear of reality, fear of truth, fear of life; we all attempt to avoid it.  At this vital point in life it makes one wonder what leads many astray and so many hopelessly found.  Perhaps this ponder is over kill and I am freating over the petty.  But in this truly unique and conflicted world one is set to decide between the heart and mind.  Success in either is possible but in both impractical.  I have always opted for the left route all along claiming to want the right as well.  I realize my path will diverge from many in my desire for glory but I sleep knowing happiness is relative.  Alas here you come pulling me off the trail; diverging to the right no less.  I always feared the fateful choice though at the same time laugh situationally.  3 years short of zero hour enjoyment can prosper.  So I'll put the planning on hold and take the middle dirt road for now.  Even though I know this path heads straight for that deathly cliff,  I will say right now that I am ready to fall for I have already fallen much father for you. 

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11:41:08 PM EST Its remarkable how a single event can bring you back to memories you thought were past.  Reminds us of how little we have changed, even though it appears we have.  Wheather it be from you still loving the same things you did as a kid...... the inability to move on from an old flame.....or the simply the realization that you are the same person you always will be.  We all cope in various ways usually hiding the shame or jokingly hinting at it.  Either way it feels like the waves are consuming.....here comes a big one..............................

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12:40:59 AM EST

Is this to be expected of me? Am I to remain in this  sole less state until the final days when my hollow self cracks from a hopeless existence.  I know the feeling of empty houses in the desert prairie I call a syndrome the loner one that is.  Its a simple existence; complications are void and peace of mind seems so sound.  But oh that double edge sword she cuts so well and trust me when I say, the slash flows deep.  What I meant to do with existence is unknown to me; lost in the confusing irony of a old world forgotten.  It gives you what you need but you desire so much more.  Arrivals are celebrated often but tossed aside easily - exits... well exits are your life.  Its over though and I'm tired of the trying state.  Delusions control clouded minds - yes I know so many - it sums to a similar tune; what would you call it now?  Fate? Destiny? rather dumb luck I would say.  My broken heart becomes my existence and I say after all the jokes I told them my soul should be so clean.  But alas I shall not be free from this anchored line for I see into the mind of the forsaken.  No my gift not be of mind reading, but beyond that.  I see into the very soul and heart of everyone; candidacy be not flattering.  By this point you may be wondering why I tell you theses things or what they even mean.  Well for you my friend I shall simply say its simply a rant and off topic jumble of thoughts set in the mind of an eye.  I know you are sick of me and my advice- I never could learn to keep it to myself.  Even so for the sake of celestial irony, I shall give one last piece of advice- heed its lesson well for its all I have left.  Live the moment you have for all its worth, for in this mad world the fine line between glee and sorrow exists in soap bubbles.  Never forget though that when its all over, the only thing you have is yourself....and if you lose that, you will kismit glow in your eyes.....its a glint invisible to me.

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9:28:50 PM EST

Dusk is setting on the old warn desk

Its days never cheery

Now holds the duty

The deed is not so bold

For it shall not fly

 

Despite this qualm the sheet shall be emboldened

Ink bleeds rapidly

Words set in quick

Rushing from an unknown familiar feeling

Parchment ends to soon for the words that flow forever

 

Still I shall write

The spoken language is yet to be forgiven

For proper translation, my heart must be thought through

Hesitation be scorned

It leaves me but half alive

 

The words are assembled but still no flight

Irony strikes the love slain slob

For words written can never be spoken

and words spoken can never be expressed

Alas I shall try one last resort

 

I shall write a poem

A poem from my heart

Its weak at best

I wont contest

The words I say are written for you

 

 

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12:23:33 AM EST

Tuesday the beginning; sailing onward home

Sun gleaming on the silk laid path

Calm of the waves soothe the most discontent

Disturb the ones at peace

The flight of the folly is yet unknown.

 

The sailor once knew these waters well

Glory be his name

And legend indeed

But in that tale there lives a dreariness

For amongst many he is but a soul.

 

Do you see something worth seeing?

Past makes wonder of what was missed

Laugh at the smoked money

The current is pulling back in

Swim stead fast, swim full sail.

 

No escape to bold will help

The current has caught once more

Swim quick the shore is close

There it goes, going down

Inescapable but admirably appreciated.

 

Where do you stand?

Water or ground?

Shall I stand my ground or sink proud

The sun forward is my only hope

Memory keeps me wary; precaution gives you choice

 

For in the mist the fallen sails shall stay.

 

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12:18:21 AM EST

Hale to the brave Bombardier Brigade

Whose mighty might will save the day

Glory rings just saying their name

Take one moment to absorb the grace

What joy, oh a spectacle indeed

 

Let them march through our town

Cheers should meet them all around

Beat the drums, ring the bells

Spread the word

For soon the Bombardier will be here

 

Time to cheer, lose that fear

Recall the tale of grand journeys

Oh the stories they must know

Let's all stand, give a hand

Live and die by the great bombardier

 

Trotting through the town

Its such a thrill

Door stop knock

Aviation of the clock

Pop Pop sounds of jeer

 

Look above shining bright

The flashed blaze ends

And soon the exodus begins

The town so grand

Stands rusted on the floor

 

 

Hail to the Brazen Bombardier Brigade

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12:20:58 AM EST

Here we sit

Water passing by

Its starting once again

The song is playing

The one you know so well

Songs of change

 

Leaves one time to think

People we know

The times of long ago

In the light of the day

Were does one fall

Simply drops of rain

 

 

Time has the sneakiest way of changing your world without even realizing it.  It might be something as simple as a change in location or a new relationship. Some seem more prone to the change welcoming full on, not realizing what they leave behind in the process.  Others fear time's age and miss the grandeur life has to offer just outside their windows.  Those who openly accept change often are lepers to those of their past.  The name is all that remains of the friend they once new.  I suppose its hard to say what's worse not knowing what could have been or knowing what you have let go.  As for me I am the same person I have always been.  My past will change and before I know it I will as well. 

 

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12:34:20 AM EDT

 I can see light's glow,

Veins are growing weak

Its what I need.

Gilgamesh's friend I become

For tonight I find my last chance.

 

It's what I must do

For its the only way;

The path to faded memory

Embedded dreams locked in my heart,

I'll breath it only once.

 

You will be somebody too

I can see it in your smile,

But the world has shifted toward the last beginning.

It's not the lazy summer of your past

I wish I could change the changes.

 

And suddenly so hastily

The messages in the summer sands

Return to those who dare to delve so deep.

Forget the truths they say

There words washed away.

 

My heart is there

On those crisp sheets of paper.

Love may never live forever,

But never will written love fall short

It is my testament, my admiration to the inspiration.

 

The Message from Hathor gives me a reason,

A Reason to Believe.

 

-k

 

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12:34:01 AM EDT

Slowly I wonder where

the time has gone.

Left so soon

and i feel it all will fade awake.

 

Now hope is the fate we all desire

Its cause enough to memorize.

Its puzzled maze has lured me in;

Captivation of the mind.

 

Admonition controls my heart so well.

My past is of regret.

Oversized dreams shiny brightly.

I knew it was true.

 

So now I say I miss you.

Do you care to take notice?

Our paper thin friendship is ripping.

My mind keeps wondering,

 

My anticipation nothing but contemplation.

I would say I loved you

But you already new that.

Redemption not be fickle

 

And I swear I'm not egotistic

So, deliver me from salvation,

Oh your smile always worked so well.

I am slipping, I can feel it

 

I'll see you again

A painful pleasure indeed.

Do you notice the second hands ticking?

My clock is set and I'm changing fast.

 

Will you recognize the face now,

Now that you are looking away?

Grains are slipping,

The crystals are falling down.

 

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