Listening to The Reflex!

Happy sweet madness is only a Fuck It away.
Can’t go that way! The poop will remain, waiting, cause only the truly insane get to 
Stay there. Over the rainbow. Past the rings. Where the sun don’t Die.
Nope. Got to rotate with the world.
Just a little more trying. Fixing things. Making things better.
How do things change so much? How is it that life can move so sideways?
There is nothing good right now which doesn’t have some bit of crap attached to it.
Luckily though, none of that crap is bad enough to win.
So the trick is to ride it out. Wear it out. Wait it out.
Not the usual upbeat, I know. 
I wonder if the usual has changed.
Either way, the path remains the same.
So step, wild children. Step strong.
The ones of low minds can only annoy.
And that, only if they are allowed.
They can never really Do Anything.

Just a post of Chicks

Sure, I can help ya Mister. No, it ain’t a silly question.

Damn. If only more people wondered about it. What a world then, eh?

Just so that you know Mister, it ain’t always been this easy.

Oh, sure, it was never really all that hard. Even in the old days.

But the difference is real. Just not real important. Haww hawww.  

Just a joke Mister. No need to get all sharp.

Like I was saying, these days, the Magic just seems to show up.

Really. Things just sort of happen.

I couldn’t give you an example, cause that just ain’t the way with Magic, see?

But you don’t even need someone like me to show ya

Cause YOU can see it, if you know how to look. Or, sort of Not Look, really.

When we look, we already have an idea what we will be seeing.

Can’t really help it. It’s normal. But it can be fooled.  

So, what I am saying, is next time you is out in the streets

Go to a dark area. A dirty area. A forgotten area. That is where it’s easiest.

And look into that dark at the end of the alley. But don’t go looking to see the end, see?

Try to see Nothing. Harder than it sounds, trust me.

Now, Mister, you got an extra one of them cigs?  

Thanks. Now beat it.

Going Away Again

In dreams we do so many things

We set aside the rules we know

And fly the world so high

In great and shining rings

If only we could always live in dreams

If only we could make of life

What, in dreams, it seems

Who would win: Elric vs Red Sonja?

From the minds eye

To the printed word

The fantasy and the creations

Flowing into my imagination

Shared with friends 

Or needed alone

Soon on a screen near you

To Create To Imagine To Escape

The Heroes band together.  For Adventure!

They are Mighty and Powerful!

Brave and Daring!

Their Honor and their Code will be as a Shield for them!

And, if they are lucky, they will gain Fame and Renown...

Feel It

Ever the chance to see something new
Happy times just pop up
You got to let them in
Without all the wondering and confusion
Of where the heck does all this come from
The tunes tell the tale.

Wish I could see you smile

Ok.
Just like you, I could tell some stories.
Sure. Many.
The worst thing is that I know, 
I mean, I am sure as shit
That the stories I am meant to now make
Are waiting for me
Just out there.
I am trying to Live Low (not low living, which was fun, sure)
To be part of the quiet many.
If only for a bit.
But I tell you, those stories whisper.
They call.
Sometimes they cry out in lustful agony.
All the time waiting
Perched just on the edge of the mind
Just on the edge of control.
Lately, life has become different
I would say more, um, real?
Let me tell y’all.
This Real Stuff that is supposed to be 
The Way
Sure is boring.
Ah. The unreal. It’s like eating sweet frosted cake
For breakfast.