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I became startled when the car came to an abrupt stop. Ricky reached into the bag and pulled me out again. I have to admit it was good to feel the light shining through my glass. There was also something comforting about Ricky's little hand wrapped around my neck. I'm sure if I was human that might be an entirely different experience. Ricky hopped out of the car and ran towards the front door of his home. I am not sure how to describe it. The house was more like half a house, they lived on one side and another family lived on the other. The building was not fancy, except two large picture window and several small ones the building was all brick. To the left of their home there was what looked like a vacant lot which was more a hole in the ground with a pathway rocks and trees. I could see other kids playing there and it looked like they had built a fort of sorts. It looked like a whole lot of fun.
I'm not sure when it happened, but who really does when it comes to such things. I began to hear Ricky's thoughts. Some of them were beyond the capacity of a mere Soda Pop like myself to understand. It was almost as clear as how you might see through my glass. I must say that it made my simple existance a whole lot more interesting. As Ricky's mom unlocked the front door I could see a staircase to the left and there was a living room to the right where the picture window was. The wall separating the two homes was made of concrete cinder blocks painted a creamy colour. Ricky ran towards the wall then left past a dining area to the kitchen. He jumped up on a stool to reach the kitchen tap. I don't know why but I really liked the stainless steel sink and the shiney chrome tap with a single lever. Ricky liked it because it felt like a gear shift in a car. He pushed it forward and filled me up with water. What a refreshing feeling although I must admit I missed the feeling of my bubbles and the colour orange.
The adventure of Soda Pop will continue, thanks for reading.
It rips my heart apart
To see you behind bars
That keeps me away from you
I can't help the tears that keep falling
The pain strikes deep in my very core
I can't control myself
I can't move on from here
I am lost in the fear
I am drowning in a bitter sorrow
I am down on the ground
beaten to the bitterness of death that is among me
My health has shattered in pieces
I am so weak that my breath is no longer within me
I no longer have you near
I am alone
I feel abandoned and lost
For you made the mistake and were taken away from me
No I stand here beaten and abused from the misery I must take
I have no choice then to lay here in the pain I bear
I found happiness though you memory still haunts me dear
I can't get over you
I can't move on from what you drove into the very heart of my existance
I can't escape the chaos you created
I can't lose sight to what you put in place when you disappeared.
A constant buzz inside my brain.
About to drive me right insane.
The absence of an answer to clarify a thought.
A surrender to a war of words that I never fought.
The hi fi's at full volume without a single song.
The sound is there in empty air, but you can't sing along.
Philosophical ennui has now been bought and sold.
A fuzzy picture of a story that just can't be told.
An existance of existance that's never really clear.
A journey down an avenue without a way to steer.
A frozen animation that never comes to life.
Like the emptiness inside a man who never took a wife.
Only message that you get inside this void you hear.
Is that theres something you can't see and yet it feels so near.
The code is undeciferable and the puzzle can't be solved.
It feels just like your brain cells have slowly been dissolved.
on the other side of eye's and ear's
there is a place where there is no fear
on the other side of taste and touch
there is a place where doubt is trust
on the other side of pleasure and pain
is a home that will allways remain
on the other side of trouble and storms
is quiet and rest for those reborn
on the other side of war and starvation
peaceful homes and peaceful nations
on the other side of this life and existance
comes a love with perfect persistance
on the other side of right and wrong
Jesus is a Savoir all day long
on the other side of night and day
is a light called Glory made Gods way
on the other side of now of latter
heaven or damnation will greet the waiter
(Dedicated to Carolyn Devonshire)
Believing in you is
Being just you, the simplicity of you
Embracing each twist and turn
Stepping outside the confines of your mind
Revealing truths and bringing clarity in chaos
Engaging in the art of the here and now
Changing dark unnecessary innateness
Diving into each brushstroke, swaths of colorways
Letting the moment paint a masterpiece uniquely yours
Freeing up the shackles of the mind
Feeling compassion of heart and soul
Taking a voyage to the center of universal reality~
Shedding many prejudices indelibly embedded in thought
Unmasking anxieties that do not change the world,
serving only to distract causing mental coil
Trusting your instincts is your compass
Off putting, although valuable truth may be
a diamond amidst pebbles
Experiencing every morsel of life’s banquette
They supported the Professors claim, which lacked scientific backing. His peers called him a Quirk, who is maybe a sister. He when asked of space travel and Warp Bubbles, he spoke of its existance, but would not fully speak of the opposition to it's existance.No one wants to be known as the scheme victim, only the mastermind to the scheme seems important.
He then said he refused to be the scapegoat in , when his facts were valid and findings were real. Space travel involved risks and elimination of every space debris was impossible."The creation of an invisible shield was the the right thing to research, the right thing to discover, the right thing to invent and the right thing to use!"
"Upon the shores of mearocrociy meet we stand united in agreement of this one thing!"
Professor Megayate of Lionionious
An Asyeriod in Vacco
Aria Company Number 12/3
LIKE A WHIRLWIND OF CONSTANT REOCCURANCES A SHADOW OF AN EXISTANCE OVERFLOWING IN ABUNDANCE WITH CLARITY.
WHAT REMAINS TO BE SEEN WHEN THE DESIRE TO GAZE IS FORFEITED. LIFE FORCE INVIGORATED BY A DIVINE FEAR OF FATE, MASSOCHISTICALLY HUMBLED BECAUSE FEAR CREATES ADRENALINE; WHEN GUIDED BY DEVOTION CREATES A SUSTAINED CORE.
SOME TEND TO LEAN TOWARD COMPLETELY SHYING AWAY FROM THE WORLD, AND OTHERS ARE MERELY LOOKING OUT WITH A DIFFERENT FORM AT THE WORLD TOTALLY UNDERSTAANDING IT. AS IF IT WERE A SONG KNOWN NOTE FOR NOTE FOR MANY YEARS. IT IS BEAUTIFUL TO BEHOLD AND THE WORDS DON’T CHANGE BUT NEW RENDITIONS COME AND GO THAT KEEPS THE RELEVANCE PREVALENT BUT IT’S THE SAME SONG. YOU STAND ON THE WALL AND BOB YOUR HEAD ALONG WITH THE MUSIC, BUT YOU DON’T DARE DANCE. ONE WOULD THINK DANCING IS OVER FOR YOU; BUT IT BEGAN THIS WAY. A PRIVATE SHOWING TO NOONE WHILE WONDERING IF IT'S APPROVED BY THE ONE. ENERGY EVOLVING TO AIDE IN SURPASSING SIN WHILE SUPPLYING PEACE, LOVE, JOY, AND YOU BEGIN TRULY EXPERIENCING YOURSELF ON BUT NOT OF THE SPINNING ROCK CALLED EARTH.
PURITY OF SELF IS THE FORMULA THAT WORKS WITH MOST THINGS AND CAN BE A SIGNIFICANT ANSWER TO EVRYTHING. NEVER AVOID ALL MOMENTS JUST THE MOST TRYING ONES. DANCE, SING, CRY, FEEL, AND LIVE AS HIS JUST BEING!!!
CORN MEN
I KNOW ONLY GOD KNOW THE DEEPEST THOUGHT OF MY MIND
I DONT REALLY CARE WHAT MEN THINK ABOUT ME
IT DONT MOVE ME
I HAVE THE SPIRIT OF A LION DOE IS COLD
BUT NOT WHEN I NEED TO ROLL
TRUST NO MAN TO HELP YOU
FOR THE WORLD IS NOT A TRUSTING GROUND
IF NOT YOU WANT TO LIVE A DOUBLE LIFE THEN TRUST AND GET LOST
I KNOW ONLY GOD KNOWS HOW I FEEL
IN THIS WORLD I LIVE SO I COULD LIVE AGAIN
I SEE ALOT I DONT SAY SO FAST
I FEEL ALOT I DONT ACT SO QUICK
I LET THINGS BE YET NOT ALL THE TIME
AM BLESS WITH A THIRD EYE
I SEE DEEPER AND FLY HIGH LIKE AN EAGLE IN THE JUNGLE
FOR THIS WORLD IS FULL OF MYSTERIES THAT DRAW NO EASY WAY OUT
I FILL IN THE GAPE OF THAT I DONT FEAR
YET THE WORLD DONT LET ME SEE CLEAR
I KNOW ONLY GOD KNOWS I NEED TO BREATH
NOT MAN NO NOT MAN
FOR MEN THEY WISH ME UNDER
SOME WISH ME UNDERGROUND YES I SEE THEM
FOR MY EXISTANCE SCARES THE HELL OUT OF THEM
THEY FEEL ME BUT WANT TO KILL MY SPIRIT
I SEE THEM THROUGH THE MIRROR OF HUMANITY
THAT WHY AM A WINNER
DOE THEY HUNT ME LIKE THE HUNTER THEY ARE
SO I SCARE THEM LIKE I ROW LIKE THE LION I AM
THANK GOD I DONT FEAR THEM
I KNOW ONLY GOD CAN STAND FOR ME FOREVER
I DONT NEED CHURCH RATS
EITHER AM I IN THERE GAME
THEY RUSH TO BE FAMOUS
THEY RUSH TO BE ON TV
YET THEY CANT EVEN WRITE THERE SHEET
SO THEY WISH THEY GOT WHAT I HAVE
THEY RAISE FAKE SWAG
DECIEVEING CHEAP GIRL TO THERE CHEAP FLOWS
WITH THERE FAKE WEARS ON THERE FAKE LOOKS
OH RICHARD YOU MUST BE BEEFING
I WONDER IF IS COW MEAT OR GOAT HEAD THEY THINK AM BEEFING WITH
OH CORN MEN THEY ARE SO BUSY
BUT BUSY DOING NOTHING
ONLY GOD KNOW MY MIND
FOR THIS NOW I WRITE IS FOR ALL THEM CORN MEN
WONDER WHY IT CAME UP TO MY MIND RIGHT NOW
IN LIFE I LIVE TO LIVE AGAIN
PLEASE TELL THEM CORN MEN
WHAT THAT MEAN
FOR THE WORLD IS TOO LARGE FOR THEM TO LIVE
AND ALLOW ME LIVE AS WELL
As I sit upon the gazing night
As the stars take flight
I just might wish upon that star tonight
With moon melodies sounding so near
With every streaming lavish tear
Streaming down my face because of the passionate lack of fear
Needing embracing a comets shine
Is this something magical from the divine
Allowing me to see with eyes gazing upon this 3d plain
Is this the reason why Adam had to name
Every animal to manifest its existance
Is this the reason why we listen
To birds chirp and dogs bark
Enjoying sliding children on a sunny day in the park
Is this the evidence I needed to see
I can truly say yes clarity has convienced me
Humanity Upon the Falling
Catastrophic predictions for humanities future
Another universal wound that needs an international suture
A forced appropriation into sacred laws and culture
A non linear approach to living by an exhibitionist social vulture
Wondering through the alleyways of regret, loss and fear
Meandering through a lonely day I’d prefer to forget through all the tears
Pandering to an overt display of the signs of decay formed over the years
Gandering at an intelligent play of counteroffensives that draw the enemy near
Culminations of interstellar events that illuminate the sky
Promulgations of technology filled with cement as they play with concept and design
Insubordination at the elements of counterfeit disguise
Unco-ordination of the prevalent response to human rights upon demise
Distinct notions of postulations on beauty and manifestation
The precinct motions for consultations while refuting the observations
As instinctual devotions summon the sun, sky and oceans while computing the conversations
And intrinsic commotions of the expression of emotions form while convoluting their invocations
Exploitation of a man’s political ideals
Importations of a lands empirical repeals
Considerations as he stands for unequivocal honesty in what he reveals
Commiserations as she commands her right to inadmissible evidence in the face of extremist zeal
Fortitude when considering the future of the human race
A child exudes the embodiment of heavenly dispensations of grace
A mild interlude of admonishment as they misinterpret the expression on your face
A wild vicissitude of capital punishment that needs legislation to replace
Fine tunes of personal exaltation as radiance falls from the distant sun
High moods of verse and imitation as recompense overshadows all the fun
Shy exudes of terse limitations as malcontents mellow out the place of number one
Why be so rude to visitations as many circumvent homeostasis as the humans discharge their guns
Copywrite Elizabeth Moroz 2023
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