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it’s a long way to where I’m going


there is nothing ever new
it has always been there before
whether it be spaceships or dinosaurs

to be or not to be
give me liberty or give me death
what are they but bold proclamations
made by multitudes (of men)
long before recorded history

there is this cumulation of sorts
that continually runs on autopilot
where storms and wars become
even more powerful
nature against man
man against nature (and man)
relentlessly pounding
worldwide peace movements
that somehow flourish surrealistically
century after century

it’s a long way to where I’m going
but chances are once I get there
nobody will ever know



october two thousand sixteen
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there’s no place to call home


there’s no going back they said
speaking omnisciently from
their holier than thou prophecies

their interstellar ambitions
went far beyond
conceptual matter
went far beyond anything
this side of the sun

space travel is like a slingshot
they explained in ancient
texts blown to pieces and
heat-seeking exoplanets
like some uncensored comet

like aliens trapped in human bodies
they continually pray for change
on so many different levels


october two thousand fourteen
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intelligent species


you started out as an idea
and developed beyond creation

abandoning the seed
you thrived in and out of water
sailing beyond mountains and
conquering various realities

you are a like a tumultuous
space rock hell-bent on
reckless behavior and aspiring
to start whole new worlds

you started out as an idea
and evolved into yet another
intelligent species


april two thousand fourteen
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changing machines


the sun went down
time after time
viewed by synthetic eyes
painted green
computed by plasma minds
learning to change the mood
from elation to blue

the streets disappeared
beneath the earth
giving rise to urban wasteland
man-made armies
evolving into superior thinkers
soon to problem solve
the world’s surrender



october two thousand thirteen
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genome projects


this old blue jewel continuously
reinvents herself
through orderly chaos
using beautifully destructive forces
to tear herself down and rise again
in unimaginable creativity

she is her own god forever conjoined
with the serene sky
the strands of creation
emitting sparks from her fingertips
fashioning transcendental elements
into a supernatural world



june two thousand thirteen
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metallic storms


this little planet
collects preciousness
from throughout the galaxy

this ring shines
from outside energies
we’ve yet to understand

the established gods
refuse to assign value
for what is worthless

without ending
where would we begin


march two thousand thirteen
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the dream of the butterfly


when i was a butterfly
i floated with the best of them
from country meadow
to urban garden
my world an eternal adventure
of technicolor and sound

when i was a butterfly
children chased me with their nets
but my keen instincts
evaded their hopes
of ever capturing the beauty
forever felt in their hearts

when i was a butterfly
every day was like a dream
of first impressions
repeating themselves
toward an expanding evolution
of psychedelic freedom



january two thousand thirteen
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first blanket


the ancient ocean gave birth
to fertile earth admired from afar
worked by hands never seen

from its soil a new creation evolved
assisted by elements capable
of producing wind and fire

seedlings awakened and stretched
and instinctively sought to reach
the warmth of the outer dome

brown and green gradually gathered
throughout the valley
weaving itself into a blanket
of outlandish colors



november two thousand twelve
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unreal television


the spider hunters believed
in making their mark
whether filmed in the amazon
or the cape of good hope

a long line of survivalists
funded their work
forsaking a return on investment
for some awesome video

the viewers became hooked
as the camouflaged pair
set traps sponsored by
some weed killer company

they reinvented themselves
season after season
adapting to new appendages
with built in silk ejectors

with ratings off the charts
they rolled the dice
promising the unheard of
to hold your attention

their evolution took a leap
episode one year eight
as a confused world watched
the birth of a new species



august two thousand twelve
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a world goes round


gravitational forces
make the world go round
geometrically perfect
and mathematically sound
innocently conceived
of violent explosions

woe are the children
born into a whirlwind
of poverty and starvation
whose land neither spins
nor revolves with beauty
or compassion or truth

sad is the soldier
dying in a battlefield
dark clouds circling above
the beauty of the world
just a passing idea
taught in a classroom

man and his machines
compete for dominance
racing across the skies
and testing mother nature
with all the tangible wealth
this blue jewel can muster



august two thousand twelve
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android


reborn from the ashes
of ancient man
my new robot registers
some 2.4 million
years of age

her memory recalls
walking upright
from the very start
when dinosaur parts
sold on street corners

newly retooled in a shop
in downtown phoenix
his synthetic upgrades
looked as real as
tomorrow’s avatars

aware its architecture
forever evolved
it didn’t take long
until i was integrated
into the next release



august two thousand twelve
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