Friday, 13 August 2010
Thursday, 5 August 2010
Feeling is Believing
'Here they all come, faster than I thought.
Everywhere I look, i see them after I hear them.
I hear them after I sense them.
I imagine them and invent them, then I sense them.
I fear them before I create them.
I am surrounded.
It's hard to breath.
Need to be see, tunnel vision needs work.
I don't like this, why are they trying to hurt me?
Maybe they are afraid of me.
I can smell their egos feeding on their wild emotions, uncontained mess.
I feel for these streets.
I could get on the news..
Am I fighting my own shadows?
Is that why it's hard today?
I'm not going down, just need a moment to hide away plan my next move.
Wish I'd have learnt Chess..
I have a chess board.
breathings regulated, I see great.
Legs move light, no baggage on my back.
Rain has stopped and daylight is dawning.
I'm unhurt.
I wonder who can see me here, see me now?
I'm alone, but don't feel it.
are they my friends now?
Is it all over?
The air smells fresh, birds fly over head.
I can walk on.
I have returned to the self and faced my Demons.
I had to lose so I could win.
Freedom of self from self is myself's freedom.'
Labels:
fears,
Feelings,
Peace,
realisations
Friday, 30 July 2010
Buried With The Past?

When we were in school we would often use the gate like the one above that leads to the black path and then to the top shops or home. I took this on the way to work and you can see the build up of soil proving that its been unused for many years. Why I'm writing this or expecting anybody to care is not important. What is however, is that I noticed the same things where we all used to play. Children are inside a lot more on the PC or games, and less on bikes and making dens. Maybe the real reason I'm writing this is really to myself..
'Yes, as I'm getting older things seem further behind but my memories are fresh and nostalgic, and that's what makes me grateful for the times I had..and to come.'
Labels:
back in the day,
Old Skool 1990-1995
Run The Track
It was one week long this song, felt so wrong yet we are forced by hammer and tong. Caged in side by side together we live and together we die. Drills, screws, and plastic that stinks..
'I just seen your sly look of glimpse.'
Peeking with black thunder eyes, Chinese whispers the hours go by. How can we fall behind when we seem so in front, doomed till the bell now we just had a shunt. Moody rain cloud now hovering with a bad feeling BOVERING, whilst anaconda is discussing some rogering. Capricorn one ain't rolling like that he writes down the evidence that looks like a map. Why is it like this? It was peaceful earlier on the line, just us and no them but wait...SUDDENLY trapped in a pen! Are you coming or are you going, your way out of line, you don't know your emotions your spoiling our time. We work and that's all there is, but if you push us like this we will all need a bib. Made to feel angry but you brought the rage, don't think we can't see YOU just changing our page. Good honest folk that's all we are, how can you affect us so near when we keep you so far? Don't trust the vipers just keep to ourselves, we feel betrayed we wind up our mind valves. 'How many to do on this next one? 24?'
Ha your having a laugh, we'll just sit on the floor.
Now the weeks out just do 'yourself' a favour...can you please sort out your jobsworth behaviour!
'I just seen your sly look of glimpse.'
Peeking with black thunder eyes, Chinese whispers the hours go by. How can we fall behind when we seem so in front, doomed till the bell now we just had a shunt. Moody rain cloud now hovering with a bad feeling BOVERING, whilst anaconda is discussing some rogering. Capricorn one ain't rolling like that he writes down the evidence that looks like a map. Why is it like this? It was peaceful earlier on the line, just us and no them but wait...SUDDENLY trapped in a pen! Are you coming or are you going, your way out of line, you don't know your emotions your spoiling our time. We work and that's all there is, but if you push us like this we will all need a bib. Made to feel angry but you brought the rage, don't think we can't see YOU just changing our page. Good honest folk that's all we are, how can you affect us so near when we keep you so far? Don't trust the vipers just keep to ourselves, we feel betrayed we wind up our mind valves. 'How many to do on this next one? 24?'
Ha your having a laugh, we'll just sit on the floor.
Now the weeks out just do 'yourself' a favour...can you please sort out your jobsworth behaviour!
Wednesday, 21 July 2010
The Martial Artist
The martial artist treats their bodies with respect yet attack it so it can temper the storm.
The martial artist neglects all shallow challenges as they know better and have been brought up in the mother and father arts of being, and being free from ones self and yet married to ones spirit.
They research other options and freestyle philosophies help them to cross train.
These humans are noble and wise with much learning to come their way, but they are not proud.
Above all they realise their strengths and weaknesses and this humble manner is greater than any trophy.
They wear the belt of completion and ambition.
I realise I am not like any other person because my birth right is that of a martial artist.
Labels:
a paradox,
personal choices,
personality,
thoughts
Wednesday, 14 July 2010
Tuesday, 13 July 2010
Gremlins 3...Stripe!

The rumours are out and Gremlins 3 is in the pipeline, or so we hope. With all the sequels and remakes of late one thing that this fantastic movie has going for it is that there is only 2 movies so far. Personally I would love it to be like the first one with a more dark humorous feel in the Kingston Falls town. Wouldn't it be great if this time around it wasn't Gizmo who spawned the pack but some how the remains of Stripe from part 1...? I strongly feel that Stripe can lead this one in the same light as Chucky as a 1 Gremlin army, but we'll just have to sit tight :)
p.s we 100% need our pal Billy ( Zack) to play hero again!
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