In My Mind and Untitled

Untitled
I opened up the morning paper
that uncovered my whole heart
names were written there
that I knew and I loved

but one stood out to me

apart

from the others

and I cried in my love
revealed by the paper
written in mad mudslinging
(an effective tactic)
truth marred and myrrh
I am who I am
I am that is.
It is finished.

IN MY MIND
clothed in a long tan sundress
she waits for me patiently
and I go to her side as
I see the fullness of her beauty

I see her hair is a dark flowing river
that spills over her shoulders
her eyes shimmer brightly
like mahogany orbs that gaze intently
they are locked in with mine
Her hands are pale and soft
they hold and caress my trembling body
her lips gently quiver
over mine as I close my eyes
thinking of just how much I love her....

but then I open the shutters, and she's gone
it was all in my mind.

The Discovered Truth

today
I

discovered
the truth
is
that you

are
NOT
who I
think

you
are

the truth

can be

ugly

Human Rhetoric and Politics

(version 1)
A left and right arial assault
where there is very little ammunition.
In smoke and ashes we all fall down.
Look around and see that nobody's won.

(version 2)
A Left and Right arial assault
there is very little ammunition.
In smoke and ashes we all fall down.
Look around and see that nobody's won
and see that it's everybody's fault
or it's worth absolutely nothing at all.
Eventually in retaliation someone will fire a bullet
and the renewed fighting will never be done
not even when we are long dead.
I wonder, is this the path you wish to go on?

Miss Oshkosh

I am Miss Oshkosh, I am so young and innocent
my grief is eternally visible on my face
In my short life I have known great pain
my heart has been taken from me at knifepoint
my love is shattered into slivers of glass
I am alone while I am continually raped
every perpetrator lies to the world
I am Miss Oshkosh found today in her apartment
a 17-year old bloody naked and murdered mess.

3 and 5(The Spirit Zone)

This place, it has been
for 3 years now. We celebrate
that the wonders of the lord are seen
and we give him glory in this place.

Darkness has no place here,
as the saints join in unity together
armed(and arming others!) with His word,
and providing a refuge for the lost and hurt

by the talents of the gathered.
There are many bands and speakers
all breathing life to the community outward.
The warriors are becoming empowered!

Know that at the Spirit Zone
things are just getting started
Gods favor is bringing more years to come
and great glory is sure to appear!

Identity and Discovery

Who I am(that is....)
as it’s been said once before in the corners of the cloudy mind
one must learn to be apart, and it is so hard to try, but it is in love
the flower bloomed and then it died, can you tell me why?
there was no son, no air, no water to support any growing up
there is close together, and there is blanketing, only the aura must
as it’s been whispered across the halls and in the alleys
the world is full of vipers and of prostitutes
and the difference between good and bad is easy to see
and I know that I am but what are you?
I am your worst nightmare, I am your dreams come true
I am your fantasy, I am your game and it’s a shame
that you can do as you please because I love you
and I whisper in your eyes begging to love the same
I am the damsel in distress, I am the wicked witch of the west
I am your sailor’s siren lore, I am your fairy-tale ending
to the nightmares suffered inside a cage of torturing silence.
Enough, NO! I will not change anymore to try to suit your thinking.
As it’s been whispered in death, as it’s been confided in life
and as trust is amended to create eternal peace
I ask the question "who in the world am I?"
I am who I am, the I am that is _____________________________________

Jupiter’s Wife(1-7/29/06)
There was a mulatto girl I came across once
in a state of mental and physical wanderings
She had a name, but none knew what it was
She had a life, but she never spoke anything
She was known as the girl who never talked
She was always pregnant and barefoot, so it seemed
and yet there was never anyone around to offer help
The woman-child was not even eighteen
and all considered her to be a demon from hell.
her hair was long and wild, flying everywhere
a small pentogram hung around her neck
with her shattered soul as a reminder
that there cannot be any turning back
she who speaks not knows who she is
and hides in the silence armored tower
locked in by the eyes of the village
she who doesn’t talk is a dying flower
succumbing to the succubi
and the many voices in her head
no one hears her loud cries
for help, it’s accepted she’s long dead
and none will even try
the town minister claims as loudly he prays
for her eternal soul, inside is naught
even with his "God" he’s afraid
of the woman-child that won’t talk
at night candles surround her and guide her
ways. She knelt and prayed to the moon
and gave sacrifices to save impending doom
for she was married to the god Jupiter
one day he sent for her, I was there that night
many called it a ritual suicide
but I knew that conclusion was not right
I was there when I heard her voice cry
swearing to forever be his bride
with the only words she could find
She who speaks not spoke and died
the woman-child had given up the fight

Selena Anando pt.9

Ariel was working hard at her new job, and hadn't seen Rei in a while, she had heard that he had gotten fired from the job he had, but where he was working now, she could only venture to guess. It seemed like he was working somewhere very far away, but she kept patience in the lonely nights. One night, she attended a party. All of her friends were there, and even some she hadn't seen since she was little. It was a great party, the bishop was there, from the church and a good part of the congregation with him. There was a mass held early sunday morning, the bishop hadn't been around for a while, he had been under the weather some. She respected the bishop deeply, and recently had been able to see inside the inside circles of the church, the respected members. They told her that the bishop was more than just under the weather, he was close to dying. Ariel couldn't believe it. There was no way that this should be happening, but it was.
There was a new friend that drifted in her life, she confided in him, for some time but Oridach and Ariel made up their minds to wait for the storm clouds brewing to pass. They parted on good terms, just as soon as they'd gotten to know each other. In pain from the losses, Ariel clung to Rei, in realization of her deep love for him. She knew she loved him, but didn't realize that it was this deep. As the winds of controversy blew in, Rei was still standing. Mourning Ariel saw only the beginning of things. There were more hard times ahead, and curses of herself.