29th
you ever just wanna be like-
I’m sorry you suck so much.
In the suburbs I
I learned to drive
And you told me we’d never survive
Grab your mother’s keys we’re leavin’
You always seemed so sure
That one day we’d fight in
In a suburban world war
your part of town gets minor
So you’re standin’ on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m movin’ past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m movin’ past the feeling again
Kids wanna be so hard
But in my dreams we’re still screamin’ and runnin’ through the yard
And all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall
And all of the houses they build in the seventies finally fall
Meant nothin’ at all
It meant nothing
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m movin’ past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m movin’ past the feeling and into the night
So can you understand?
Why I want a daughter while I’m still young
I wanna hold her hand
And show her some beauty
Before this damage is done
But if it’s too much to ask, it’s too much to ask
Then send me a son
Under the overpass
In the parking lot we’re still waiting
It’s already passed
So move your feet from hot pavement and into the grass
Cause it’s already passed
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m movin’ past the feeling again
In my dreams we’re still screamin’
We’re still screaming
Yeahh buddy we go hardd! #jello #party #awsome (Taken with instagram)
:D ….haha if only the alcohol hadn’t evaporated out of them.
Today was the day you tried to shut me down
Be honest, did you ever mention my name
Did you get sick of the shame
Did you lie on your back
be honest

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SIX HOLY WORDS
If you conduct a Google map search under satellite view and enter the coordinates: 32.909982,97.04612, somewhere in the vast nowhere of China, you will see a satellite photograph of six Tibetan Sanskrit characters that have been repeatedly carved into a frozen lake. If you walk through the streets of Tibet, you will find this mantra as a visual motif—embellishing the work of metalsmiths and on the walls as sacred graffitti. The characters embody such magnetism that I tattooed them in a wrap around my left forearm . They are considered to be six holy words or syllables to the Tibetan Buddhists. And while uttered—whether they are written, spoken, or heard—it is thought to produce a powerful effect that radiates in ripples throughout the universe. The phrase can be transliterated as Om Mani Padme Hum—“the Jewel in the Lotus.” It is a mantra dedicated to the deity of compassion, Avalokiteshvara. It may also be broken down by each symbol/syllable: Om = mediation; ma = patience; ni = discipline; pad = wisdom; me = generosity; and hum = diligence.
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http://huntpoetgather.blogspot.com/2009/05/language-body.html
To heal in time
Why find peace
i could chase your shadow
across this desolate place
without
lungs still breathe
without
my eyes now see
a still life
stale air
without
i still grasp
nothing is there
Where are you now
what was a soul
is now a space
no longer a person
You are a place
Still defined by your love;
I stand alone
I wish you had whispered
“It’s time for me to go.”