Easy to Pluck

Still a little Slave playing the tunes you're told
Thinking you are bright and free
Ignoring the chains you grip so tightly

Some have Masters outside themselves
Bowing to gods they want to see
Always a choice to look away turned down

But some, this one, is trapped from within
By stupid rage and failing ability
A slave to the pathetic need to Spite

Which is terrible, as all there really is
Is caring and closeness and loving
But not to those that turn away

Unneeded gashing of teeth and of mind
When life is easy and full to the brim
Of happy pleasures to give and receive

When you where a Slave to your passion
At least you seemed sane
As you were used and taken

This false portrayal of Freedom
Is adding to the Shit in the world
Trying to hide your obedience to your foolishness

But as the good Slave you've always been
You'll serve your real Master again 
With your disappointment, shock, and tears.

Murder City Devils!

I see her walking,
See her walking like a cat.
I said I wish that I could walk like that.

I see her walking,
See her walking like a sailor.
I said I wish I could be walking right beside her.

I hear her talking,
Hear her talking like a cat.
I said I wish that I could talk like that.

I hear her going "reeow, reeeooowww"
I see her sitting,
See her sitting by the fire.

I said I wish I could be sitting right beside her.
Me and her in time going boom boom boom
She goes boom swagger swagger boom boom swagger

Boom boom booom
Swagger swagger boom boom swagger boom boom boom
Swagger swagger boom boom swagger boom boom boom

Stolen bit of D&D Fun

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(From this fine nerdy site)

Dream Awake

The hidden tales speak of a time of magic and imagination

An evil came, unknown and set to ruin the magic

The brave ones fought with their heart and their love

But even these ran out, and the spirits began to fade and magic die

In the end, the evil tricked all, and the last brave ones turned on each other

Their bones still weep and their dreams still beat

Even though the evil won, and made a new world with illusions set

Every now and then, some of the magic and awe still leaks thru
Find it.

Don't Fail Mother

It is the day of mothers.
But really, that should still be about the children.
That is why they are mothers.
It should be about the mother's love and the child's love.
And, for most it is.
But some mothers are misguided. Wrong. Failing.
Sure, they may proclaim undying love and they may spend their days
Protecting and nurturing the children
Some do this, and yet wont let the defenseless child 
Interact with someone who loves them, and that the child misses in its life.
Even if the child doesn't know it yet.

I can't understand it. I don't want to say these mothers are Bad
More like mentally unwell, I think.
Having to deal with someone so unreasonable is frustrating
But what really breaks your heart is that the child is the true victim
Today unknowing, but someday fully aware.
So, to all you wonderful and giving mothers, mine included
I say Happy Mothers Day (and I love you)
Make this a day to feel the goodness you provide
The magic you are, in your child's eyes, even if grown 
But also, take a pause, and remember today is for you
Only because of the Little Beauties.

Found Past

 Gulp. On the memories.

Like an attack. Stunning.

Wander back. Simpler times.

When the sudden passion was urgent and all.

Blocked now by conflicts ugly.

A stranger where once a lover laid.

Cold and evil instead of pleasure.

Tamed and made to reflect, a new peace grows.

Alone as needed in the end, but the memories tease.

Drain the Brain

Wild free open chances and the lights of sudden knowing
Bringing us to the new level
From the innocent to the known

Before we get it
We go from playing the part to playing the game
No longer for fun, but now to win

There is a pause in the spiral
A moment of clarity
When we get that small moment to wake up

If not, we move to the edge
That is a place of service
Where what you did now does you

Some still linger there
Twisting and moaning
Chained by their will in their own deep dark hole