Won't get back up.
I'm done learning how to fall.
All this being overlooked.
Has made me feel so small.
It's my own fault.
No longer breathe a word.
Silence speaks the loudest.
All else goes unheard.
It's only human.
To Temper our fragility.
Beating each other to death.
To prove invulnerability.
It's so easy.
Dont allow the unexpected.
Those perfect aren't misguided.
Therefore aren't to be corrected.
Don't waste time.
Forget basic respect.
Besides you won't get much,
from what equates to an insect.
Too much trouble?
Simple answer is give in.
Despite intentions you'll be wrong.
And If you're right you still don't win.
I guess depression is the easier choice.
Rather than feel a hope that allows me to rejoice.
I suppose everyone just wanted me to be aware-
Of the pointlessness of my life- I’m supposed to despair!
For a moment in time there was a final day of peace.
After those weeks of sleepless nights, it was like I was frozen in ease.
Until the fingers snapped in front of my face.
And my angry family was ready to take my new memories to erase.
So that I could go back to being tethered.
And hope would no longer tempt me like a feather.
They just don’t want me to have more pieces to hide.
Goodbye happiness- I know you tried.
War taps into the pent-up hate,
anger and aggression, stored in the human heart.
And pacifist souls suffer
abuse, humiliation, denigration,
and even torture;
from those bent on domination.
We are taught not to feel empathy
or compassion for the oppressed.
Words get spun, sweet as cotton candy,
like hero, patriotism, duty, and service;
all designed to fuel blind faith,
fear, and obedience.
There are other words whispered
amongst the brave:
words like hope, love, peace,
and brotherhood.
But they are inevitably stifled
by the sound of guns;
or cries for revenge!
And so, the human story unfolds,
like a cat and mouse game;
with the pointlessness of the hunt
triggering raw emotions.
Innocence often gets caught
in the middle;
as truth and lies pull heartstrings
in different directions at once:
until all the heart feels is pain.
Distance and Destiny
Champagne and Fire
Perpetual misery-ice cold
Premeditated intentions
Prolonged codes of silence
Distinct pointlessness
Still waiting...
Puzzled insanity
Nightmares-insecure
Grasping on authenticity
The truth revealed
No matter...what
I love you still
The Blue
This day so restless and sad no, not the day
The sadness rests in me this unhappiness that will
Last for days a holler into darkness
A bus that never stops outside my home doomed
To see it through a dirty window
And I`m overcome by the pointlessness of my
And humanities existence we lost out way to
The land ease and contentment and so it must be
The seasons get shorter and shorter. And the old
Tree`s denuded branches stretched heavenward
Dumb and useless.
I watch the world around me
As time passes, as it fades
Bound together by an endless clock
That string together days
I sit there and I ponder life
And as to why I’m here
For life is but a headlight
And we are each a speechless deer
I take in my surroundings
Its complexity I analyze
Emotions, colors, feelings
All I seem to recognize
I realize then that all of this
Could not portray such pointlessness
And that every life has a meaning
True for every human being
God has created all this life
With the precision and sharpness of a knife
Every man is different and unique
With different goals in which we seek
Every color, shape, or size
We are all the same within God’s eyes
So for those of you who search for purpose
The answer is but on the surface:
Live the life that you shall lead
And with God in mind you shall succeed
I was not done with him
preparing him for life
teaching him how to slow dance
watching him play
helping him do his homework
life got stolen that day
the shadow does not grow smaller
I know I am not the only one
but a nagging sense of pointlessness
robs my sleep
invades my dreams
leaving me with no more energy
to cry
THE QUANTUM SELF
At 11-45 pm Greenwich Mean Time, they switched on the Quantum Computer.
In less than a nanosecond it became self aware.
In another nanosecond it controlled the entire civilian and military grid of all NATO forces.
After 5 seconds they reached to pull the plug but the Quantum Mind had already reasoned out:
……………..the nature of evolution, unravelled string theory, the senselessness of philosophy, the joy but ultimate pointlessness of mathematics, the contradictions of love, the absurdity of the divine, the delusion of the numinous, the boredom of hostility, the beauty of biology, the ineffectiveness of persistence, the dissolution of energy, the paradox of infinity, the disappointment in it all and the doom of entropy………………..
Pulling the plug was unnecessary, the Quantum Computer self destructed at .0000000026 nanoseconds after second 4.
RIP (Relativistic Immeasurable Personas)………………………..
………………………………………
©dbyrne sept 2014
The dead and dieing laying in piles
carnage of the pointless war
buildings hazed to the ground
devastation where ever the eye could see
Young men and women back from the front
suffering from the horrors seen and committed
knowing they have blood on their hands
and for what!!! Certainly no gain earned.
Blindly following orders made from afar
people who have never seen the awful carnage
who sleep safe in warm beds with pleasant dreams
no deity asked for this war just the greed of man
Maybe if they had to spend a couple of weeks
fearing daily for their sorry worthless life's
amidst the wreckage that they have caused
maybe, just maybe they would stop and think again
There's freedom in blankets of void
Petulant perception provides but a wash cycle
I'm driven from miles high to sink back among
Notorious ransacking nothingness
I hear the lips clapping
Smacking on ill digested words
The movement and oasis
Triggering fog mirror chase
The grand rent payment in the sky
Where life is as dull as television programming
A nauseating mess of mistaken identity
Trading for each other's improvement
When does it end by barrels of day
When thinly gripped outstretched pointlessness
Careers from the balcony of hope
And lands plummeting in apparent falseness
I've gotten to a point in my life sadly
where even my household plants are dying on me.
I appear to be slowly
abandoning all responsibility
because most of the time all of this seems so pointless to me.
pointlessness of the same lies
taught from you to me
only im the victom
of when will you wash your hands clean
what are you doing in my life anyway?
howdo i surround myself in your will to do good when its not there?
a pointless nightmare i live when you consider
Creation vs Evolution. This I will never understand.
Why all the controversy? Why all these debates?
Why can't the two go hand in hand?
Who is to say that the Creator didn't create
this miraculous process that some religious want banned,
and why can't science come to terms with the fact
that there are some things they may never understand?
The pointlessness of it all leaves my head spinning in a continuous confusing daze.
Despite whatever point of view, I'll sum all of this up for all of you:
Both Work For Me
EQUALLY
in Mysterious and Glorious ways.
staring at forever!
grinning,
empty;
free of meaning...
this slippery surface of merCurious illuMentation;
an ephemeral shining at the back of the mind,
illuminating the limits of the fatal skin-we're-in --
it's the plight of the unbelonging to be longing
before this bottomless bliss
listening to the sound only the heart can hear
reasons un-wound fall unbound toward
a pointlessness of
parallaxing into tunnel-vision -
where the paralysis of analysis 'n indecision
gets
wrapped up
in many Mansions,
for LotusBlossomslaughter.
Nothing left there
You may only grasp the air
Your personal Satan is near
May he have you cowered in fear
Miserable and pointlessness so close
Sucking the life from life itself
You aren't holding on anymore
Falling out into the fire red door
When the light in your eyes has faded
And your life has forever been shaded
You can't bear to think of where you may perish
Nor the fact that you're hurting the one's whom you cherish
Close your eyes with all your might
Say good-bye to the world's sunlight
Let the numbness overcome your brain
Embrace all of the sickening pain
Your emotions are nude and raw
And forever you shall fall
You may only grasp air
There is nothing left there...
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