This game must be rewritten!

Let me tell you a tale of a table; crossed in marks of black and white,
Two sides battle for the glory over the other,
Leading their troops from behind the safety of cannon fodder,
But the only losers in this game are the people on the map.

Whilst the pawns move straight north towards their goal, they move in turn,
No pawn can win alone, no pawn can safe his home,
And what of the lords and lady's who hide behind the troops,
Dodging the rules they laid in front of them.

Now what of the players who move these patsies,
Awaiting in turn their taste of victory,
A shout cries out "Check!",
A moment of panic floods over the competitor...

Then I hear you say, "This game must be rewritten!",
The pawns the lords and the lady's of both sides must cease their fighting one another,
And question the players controlling their actions,
The warmongers who battle our lives away like a sadistic sport!!!

To summon the good in everyone!!!

Propagating propaganda; pulsing power,
Peace makers march the streets,
Preaching pathetic police sanctums (sanctions),
Convicting citizens of crimes against the crown,

A cunning ruse they spin to you,
No doubt they summon all the clues,
And handing over foolish favor,
Send you away with dishonest waver,

So who hears the cries of the criminal,
Who stole your damned dollar?
And who frees the dozen delinquents,
From the mental prison that conceals your neighbor?

The word of man is not to damn,
The feeling of guilt is something we share,
The way we lead should not be to deal,
But to summon the good in everyone!!!

Round A Round

Round and round; the circle spins,
An eternal pattern; revolving your life,
Now and ever; tumbling towards familiar,
De ja vu; wheres the clue?

Iye see you spin around the argument,
Again and again; you perpetually seek,
And without reason; you continue to speak,
In the middle is the answer to the riddle.

The minds a magical place,
A cluster of wisdom, wish's; to trace.
A million mages can't answer your questions,
Though perhaps the minds a tower of power,

So when you gaze towards the moon,
And see the stars shining bloom,
Then notice the way the water flows,
Like A fountain of luck, around it knows.

Sugar The SLAVES

Sugar; Salt of the Slaves!
The sweet, white processed illusion of the devils seamen,
The cunning contract of your conscious addiction,
The taste soo bland that nothing compares,
So you suckle the bosom of the beast cast in fire and flames!!!

The bounty of the baker may seem in your favor,
But that figure is fraught with perplexing hexes,
That entwine with a power of a fearful hour,
Though many

assume the doughs full of water,
Its probably as likely to be filled with rat-we!!!

But why must this stench linger?
You point an accusing finger,
Towards a man in the right attire,
And who do you find staring back through the gloom?
Yourself you fucking buffoon!

There is injustice whilst we fight one another,
Brother backstabbing Brother, Sister shortchanging sister,
Politicians making roads for their masters, blocking off pathways for their followers,
The bankers, the lords, the ladys and the empire; like backward thinking Alchemist's,
Turn your gold into lead, your teeth into metal and your mind into madness!!!

The world needs a treat

And though the world seems sometimes bleak,
Then speak,
The sound sooo sweet,
And treat the world to something great!!!

Learning

Some call mistakes such a juge'd thing,
That thou must repentant all thou's wrongs,
But what if the verse; which rehearsed, was wrongly transversed?
And that you must learn from your falls, not simply put aside them like fools!

And theres not a teacher that can perfect the art of guidance,
As the only guide that a teacher has is the one that guides you!

And theres not a template I can show you,
As the fibers of your being are the construct of your mind!

Theres a path into the ocean,
But its seeing through the potion,
Past the trees that mask the horizon,
Onto the moon of silver line'n!!!



Bob Dylan Cover of Everybody must get stoned!

Glory of Time

Now ill tell you a story,
Of the man known as Glory,
Honour was his mighty middle name,
And he played the fame game.a


For Troy he did fight so,
But dear Hellen did let go.
How his heart beat with woe,
How was he to ever know?


Theres always a legend of old,
Theres always a prophetic path told,
Theres always a gift in present,
Theres always a chance of survival!!!


So how much Glory pass's by?
Do only the enlightended know why?
Can beauty truly behold any blessings?
The answers in a mighty stone!!!

The Chess Destress

Now in your mind ill cast a scene,

Of black and white; No, rainbow of colour.

This plane of crime where pawns collide,

And two players do check their lives in scorn.

Fallorn! Your battle of pride!

The outer realms where you do hide,

To manipulate man with Free-Dooms die.

And cower in a reptiles mind!!!

And what could I do against some masters eyes,

And what could you do to banish that monsters lies,

And what could we do to dispell those lordy leading guys,

We could mature, woman and man need not manipulators.

Theres an Oak whos arm you will rely,

Theres an Ash whos voice you'll hear like legends,

Theres A Thor'y'n Whos mind will wander so high in the sky,

These three will revive the legends lost light!!!

So look to Irland where three maidens dance and prance,

Amongst the flowers an unknown buds this; May.

And in the woods a Muse sits upon a Magical toadstool.

Shining with her univeral wiseness; Mind Manifests Matter!!!

Now in the stanza of times utter rebelion, faster the days do pass,

Pondering how the hours hound, though they remain unwound.

Grand father time is a friend to many, but not to those twisted profitirers,

This is who he is hurridly drawing clowser in on.

So what say you who fights with gun?

So what say you who fights for fun?

So what say you who fights for nun/none?

And all of you claim to offer your blood to the Sun/Son!

The Abode of demons and lawless men,

The Crimson hands of harlets who man made many murders.

The Shouts of rights they do bring down,

A flawless sentence of crooked noun.

Now in this epic I unwind their cast,

Theyve handled the life life a game now too long,

Its time to stand like infants not fools (a newly formed system not the old foolish one),

So we may be free at last, So we may shed tears of truth, So we may be blysical new forms!!!

Treason of reason

They make it treason to fight for justice and reason!

This was a short poem made at the end of my sentence on a discussion on FB
See below:

""Leyfinder Nightstorm
You cant be free if you don't know you are not free

If you are part of a country then your freedom is tied into the social system and rules of conduct. Our freedom is conditional on us not exercising it and it should only be conditional that we don't harm or impinge on others freedoms and inalienable rights. As much as some people like the Queen who is the figurehead of a titled hereditary class system we cannot be equal or citizens, we are subjects and cannot be free we are tied and powerless. We are subjected inequality and the privileged few are prospering from past crimes while most people don't think it is wrong that they are dispossessed its crazy, all the while others, the privileged few are still enjoying the fruits of conquest 946 years that's really maddening.

We accept injustice and inequality, we have been deluged with hypocrisy, doubletalk and doublethink centuries, we are off footed and divided at ever turn, much of our education is about doing what you are told, we put up with wrongs all the time and we put up with them happening to other people and as long as we keep our heads down we are free, free to go shopping.

To be free to have freedom of choice everybody needs to have land rights, if you are to be a free citizen subject to equal rules it is essential, we all need somewhere to live. If I or if we don't have the right to live where we want that isn't on somebody else's doorstep without payment then we are not free and if something fair is not worked out by consensus then clearly this is not our country and the only conclusion is it is still under occupation by enemy forces and our Government is a sham.

After centuries of Parliament by our Lords and a hundred years of the common person having the vote, there is little change, the labour government of the late 40's made some inroads, it wasn't enough but it was the best they could achieve under the system that is stacked against us at best its a pressure valve people can vote in another highly paid lying scapegoat. After all those elections we have less rights, eroded rights and more restrictive Laws or acts of parliament to be correct.

I want my inalienable right restored to live on a part of this country I choose that's not on somebody else's doorstep without duty or payment. And I want the support of the Police if I am not allowed to use force or to defend my claim with force. If I cannot have this then I am not free. You cannot have this either so you are not free. Is NATO going to support us if we stand up and try and take back what is ours, is cameroon going to move, is the duke of bedford going to give up his estates in Bedford, London, Somerset and Devon, so we can be free to live on our land, he may want it all I only need a bit, no they would hunt us down like dogs.

You cant be free if you don't know you are not free.


DJ Madcake
we cannot be free unless we strip the country right back to the way it was. No electricity gas or cars, if you want true freedom you must start from scratch. No schools no police no television.Back to bartering, no money no banks no shops. ...See more

Leyfinder Nightstorm you read that fast perhas with preconcieved notions as you seem to of missed the first line "if you are part of a country then your freedom is tied into the social system and rules of conduct."


DJ Madcake i saw that im just saying freedom itself is personal to everyone. Some people will look to us and see freedom, I look to the small pacific Islands and see freedom. Hate preachers from all sides come to this country for our freedom of speech.


Tom Cole
Animals like wolfs and apes have a hierarchy, are you suggesting DJ Madcake that we (humanity) are Devolving?
I'm not sure our enslaved hunter gather ancestors would agree with you there.
Though its the truth that we (humanity) are being ra...See more

DJ Madcake I wouldnt say devolving, but we have lost some senses and skills along the way( which some would consider part of evolution).


Leyfinder Nightstorm on the same tact as you, we don't have freedom of speach, we can't can't handle that.we have laws curbing our freedom of speach but no law giving us freedom of speach


DJ Madcake you may be right , but i dont see a country with anymore freedom of speech than us. I feel i can say anything I like and often do :) as do you sir. This coversation alone would have you thrown in prison in many countries. How do you give freedom to people who think they already have it ?

Jean Hudson Its all too much - gone too far. This country and society has become so twisted and corupt how can we turn back - theres so much to fight against so much crap! Seems like we are going backwards in some ways. Gotta keep our beliefs in our hearts and souls and never forget who we are.


Leyfinder Nightstorm
thanks for responding madcake if I cant change your mind I find little hope for this country as you hold a popular view, that though is no measure of right or wrong ;) so I am happy to try ;)

your taking the word freedom too literally, it must come with restraints and there's little point saying it is worse elsewhere, that's their problem not an excuse for us accepting less than is reasonable, we can not help them until we are have what can be accepted as acceptable ourselves, and I would like to lead by example not bombs.

“How do you give freedom to people who think they already have it ?” thats a good question, first they have to realise they are not free, the main obstacle is no land rights and no security of tenure, this basic need is curbed and controlled and left to the very people that have secured all the land and dispossessed this nation 946 years ago and subsequent land clearances over the centuries and who are in control of the money systems. if your right is taken because we can't have a free for all then something should be worked out by the government, something on the lines of decent housing, a homesteading act to repopulate the countryside with Eco designed low impact homes, subsidised and interest free loans for first time home buyers, we as a nation are owed much more and its about time we got what should be ours by right.

Also we are only free in this country because we accept a class system, we accept injustice and inequality, we put up with wrongs all the time and we put up with them happening to other people and as long as we keep our heads down we are free,free to go in small groups to the seaside or shopping, but what real rights do we have, we have the right to vote in a government and we could have all the rights we should have and need with that right, strange that isn't it.
After centuries of Parliament by our Lords and only a hundred years of the common person having the vote. There is little change, the labour government of the late 40's made some in roads but it wasn't enough but it was the best they could achieve under the system that is stacked to only be a pressure valve at best for us as you mentioned earlier. After all those elections we have less rights, eroded rights and more restrictive Laws or acts of parliament to be more correct.


Leyfinder Nightstorm
‎40,000 homes were reprocessed last year that mostly 40,000 families old and young thrownout on the street, and we all just let it happen, becasue we accept that its wrong if they don't or can't make the payments and because the situation is accepted and the history of the last 946 years is forgotten or ignored we are easily malipulated people with no freedom worthy of the name in a civilised society with accepted constrainsts upon how that freedom effects others, it is accepted that millions of people are in large housing estates and they should be happy to be there, thats not freedom thats unfair and wrong theres no need for it. and untill its rectified people are not going to turnout well, make good decisions, if the housing problem and cost was sorted out as I said somethingon the lines of "decent housing, a homesteading act to repopulate the countryside with Eco designed low impact homes, subsidised and interest free loans for first time home buyers," then wages would be woth more, so more money to be spent in the econemy, so more jobs, both parents would not have to go to work and maybe families would get on better, probably be less crimes and better health, easy step to make first step to make to getting out of debt


Leyfinder Nightstorm thats the first step and would be enough to set us on the right path with all the freedom we need


Tom Cole And its interesting how this step ^ has been known for nearly a thousand years and still it is not ours. They take our rights away for a reason, and they make it treason to fight for justice and reason!"

The flow

Are you bold about what you hold?
Do you believe every thing your told?
Did you cry to the choir heard?
Awen I cast out a rainbow bird!


When you hear that tap of glee,
Don't forget you must marry me.
What keeps you in your prison?
Where lays your heavy heads decision.


I show you the branch of the world so green,
And tell you how the wind does blow so free.
I see you in your minds protective chamber to be,
And you tell me how you cannot see me?


I am your mind, I am thee,
I'm the one who follows you through the tall trees.
When in the forest you might feel so very alone,
Yet how could you possibly know which way to turn?

Glastonbury Glorry


Written in the avalon orchard on Glastonbury Tor


Glorious Glastonbury; gleaming so far in the sky,
How is it you capture my eye?


In the orchard, off Avalon lane,
Sits the fairest, without name.

The Valley Egg Game


Written on the day we went egg rolling


The sim of the game,
Is to explain without blaim,

High Stone Point


written on Robin and Lianas birthday


Basking in this moon lit banter,

Twin Lit Moon


Written on Robin and Lianas birthday

When your not ritch, you itch.

Scratch that itch; the itch that scratched,
So it stings and stings some more.
Soar as a silver sensation,
So you scratch the minds temptation.

What you must is halt the itch,
Scratch no longer; avoid such ponder!
When it burns with blazing temptation,
Remember you do not need the damnation!

Boldly seek the highest mountain,
Wander up the longest river,
Swim across the world wide waters,
Bathe yourself in life’s loving laughter’s!

Be the world that overcomes it,
Be the earth which cooperate together,
Be the force who never hide,
Be the universe experiencing life’s tide!!!



Inspired by: 

Hare Krishna meditation

"Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Hare Hare

Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare"

Proverb 23 - E-yes

There
Is
A
Yes
In
Your
Eyes.

This came to me whilst I was walking home from college. I was trying to work out what my friend Gomery means when he replies to me with, "eyes" when I type hello to him. I think what he means is,"Eee-Yes".
  However, it made me realise that there is a yes in the word "Eyes". Furthermore, the singular form of self, being "I" is nowhere to be found within the "eyes". However, if yes is in the "eyes", is this symbolic of the nature of how we see, seeing being believing, and to believe you must agree; but with sacrificing the intimate connection to the personal self. 

Silver lining

Mark my verse,
It's no worse,
Win my home,
It'll be known!

SNRD (PRONOUCED SE-NE-ERR-DE - TO SNEAR AT, TO FIGHT BACK WITH A LOOK)

Struggle against the chains of oppression,
Nah; side step them,
Release their grip upon your being entirely!
Dodge the bullet and they'll take the beat!!!



Leyfinder Nightstorm Listen and behold!

EYE OF THE TIGER BY SURVIVOR

"Risin' up, back on the street
 Did my time, took my chances
 Went the distance now I'm back on my feet
 Just a man and his will to survive
 So many times it happens too fast
 You trade your passion for glory
 Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
 You must fight just to keep them alive

It's the eye of the tiger
 It's the thrill of the fight
 Rising up to the challenge of our rival
 And the last known survivor
 Stalks his prey in the night
 And he's watching us all
 With the eye of the tiger

Face to face, out in the heat
 Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry
 They stack the odds still we take to the street
 For the kill, with the skill to survive

It's the eye of the tiger
 It's the thrill of the fight
 Rising up to the challenge of our rival
 And the last known survivor
 Stalks his prey in the night
 And he's watching us all
 With the eye of the tiger

Risin' up, straight to the top
 Had the guts, got the glory
 Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
 Just a man and his will to survive
 It's the eye of the tiger
 It's the thrill of the fight
 Rising up to the challenge of our rival
 And the last known survivor
 Stalks his prey in the night
 And he's watching us all
 With the eye of the tiger
 The eye of the tiger
 The eye of the tiger
 The eye of the tiger"

proverb 22 -

I was just thinking, alot of people say, "You can't buy happiness with money." That might be true, but having enough money to buy a decent house might be a start to some happiness!!!

Inspired by The Wurzels - combine Harvester:

The Wurzels - Combine Harvester (Brand New Key) Lyrics 

"Iye aint gar'gh quater o an ack'er,
How come you got three hundred and three?
You stole our land, what was our fayr'hers land,
Now you give it back to me!!!" (edited from the original obviously)

"... And you know i love you darlin
So give me your hand
But what i want the most
Is all they acres of land!

Ooaah she's a lovely bit of stuff an' all

For seven long years ive been alone in this place
Eat, sleep, in the kitchen, its a proper disgrace
Aahh yu're a fine lookin woman and i can't wait to getme hands on your land!!!See more"

The Winning Prophecy

Version B:

I gamble with my pound of hope,
 Without it I surely couldn't cope.
Nothing is written; before it is said,
Will I ever own my own bed?

 Will I ever own my head?

You say I should work till dead,
Work all day; without daily bread.
Never can I toil the soil here,
With this leash around my neck,

With a leash; what the heck!

I'd plant the fields; rebirth this land,
Earth, Sea, Sky; my true band!
Now you must lend me your hand,
So we may defy the sands!

Give me back my holly land!!!

So hold me high; I honor Eye,
You see all that passes by.
My heart a gift of divine prophecy,
High hill home; Merlin am I!!!

Happy hill known; Merlin will fly!!!



Version A:

I gamble with my pound oh hope,
 Without it I surely couldn't cope.
Nothing is written; before it is said,
Will I ever own my own bed?

 Will I ever own my head?

You say I should work till dead,
Work all day; without daily bread.
Never can I toil the soil here,
With this leash around my neck,

With a leash; what the heck!

I'd plant the fields; rebirth this land,
Earth, Sea, Sky; my true band!
Now you must lend me your hand,
So we may defy the sands!

Give me back my holly land!!!

So hold me high; I honor Eye,
You see all that passes by.
My heart a gift of divine prophecy,
High hill home; Merlin am I!!!

Happy hill known; Merlin will fly!!!



Inspired by Damh The Bards song, "The Spirit of Albion!

The Spirit of Albion

"An isle so fair, a isle so green,
Known by many names.
Feel the pulse, the pulse of the land,
The blood boils within your veins.
Someone go down to the Holy Well
and raise the Spirits there!
Lay a feather on a stone,
with a flame, and a lock of hair.

(Chorus)
The Crane, the wolf,
the bear and the boar,
No longer dwell upon these shores,
You say that the Goddess and God
have gone,
Well I tell you they live on!
For in the cities and hills,
And in circles of stone,
The voices of the Old Ways,
 The Spirit of Albion is calling you home!"

!!!HAZAAAH!!!

To realise you know nothing meant you had to learn something;
But how can you know nothing when you know something about nothing?
!!!HAZAAAH!!!

Proverb 21 - Prejudice

Its unfair to prejudge,
Its not fair to judge those we know,
Such as is the judgment of others; isn't fair to you!!!

Proverb 20 - Belife Through Deciet; To Be Alive

Belief is to be life,
Yet believing is most certainly deceiving!

Proverb 19 - DEFY BELIEF FOR YOUR RIGHT TO ROAM THIS OUR HOME!

BELIEF; I need not such a blatant disguise of grief,
I would much rather be-life!

To my darlin true

I need you by,
So I may fly,
So we can soar,
High in the sky.


Recently I just haven't been,
Ive been without a heart.
To be without your hand,
It tares me completely apart.


Ive seen such sin,
It stinks of bin,
It will not win,
Since your my darlin!


You know its right,
Why do you fight?
You see my light,
We will sleep tight!!!

Proverb 18 - Belief in Disbelief?

To not believe is to be sure in your belief of disbelief,
Yet how can you be so certain of something you do not believe in?

Smart Girl

Version B:

Smart girl, why do you care what the media say?
Smart girl, why do you not live for today?
Smart girl, why don't you live on a ray?
Smart girl, why don't you give way?
Smart girl, for you I do pray!!!


Smart boy, why do you believe everything the media say?
Smart boy, why do you live without a thought for today?
Smart boy, why don't you live like a ray?
Smart boy, why do you always give way?
Smart boy, I do hope you pray!!!

Now girls and boys; spare a thought for flying,
Flying so high in the sky and you don't know why.
The time just simply seems to pass you all by!
But why oh why must it vanish into God's knowing eye...
To shine like the sun, rather than to pine for the lie!!!

So I shalt tell you all a story and you'll trade me all a tale,
To tell you something you already know within your soul's fable.
So beat this rhyme; from time to time,
It wilt keep you from loosing your mind!
Till we know which way the river flows, around and round it goes!!!

Version A:

Smart girl, why do you care what the media say?
Smart girl, why do you not live for today?
Smart girl, why don't you live on a ray?
Smart girl, why don't you give way?
Smart girl, for you I do pray!!!


Smart boy, why do you believe everything the media say?
Smart boy, why do you live without a thought for today?
Smart boy, why don't you live like a ray?
Smart boy, why do you always give way?
Smart boy, I do hope you pray!!!

Now girls and boys; spare a thought for flying,
Flying so high in the sky and you don't know why,
The time just simply seems to pass you all by,
But why oh why must it vanish into God's knowing eye,
To shine like the sun, rather than to pine for money!!!

So I shall tell you all a story and you'll trade me all a tale,
To tell you something you already know within your soul.
So beat this rhyme; from time to time,
It will keep you from loosing your mind.
Till we know which way the river flows, around and round it goes!

Proverb 17 - Red Rainbow

"The world isnt black and white; it's more like a rainbow,
With far too much red sometimes..."

Monty - "Aha, no well the world isn't black and white, its more like a rainbow. :L

With too much red sometimes..."

Mel - "That's an odd philosophical outlook on life :P!"

Fresh Off The Proverbial Boat!

Titles bind us behind bars of our minds distraction,
Do you ever seem to notice the cat's action,
Whilst your back is turned without any noticeable reaction,
The river flows fast freely since it has no traction!


There is meaning to me that you simply can not see,
No words can ever hope to describe my identity so well,
I am you, you are me, we are t'reee through time,
Forever free for we never need any such baned name shame!


Wind back your mind to find the great hidden path behind,
A path which winds in between the lines which will remind,
You can walk to the riddle like a black badger inbind,
So claim your right to fight for the ever eternal unwind.


So never begin a great Din within sin for it brings,
Too much rain shalt fall in splatters across the plain,
Tatters of the lives which once stood tall amongst us all,
No matter what way we see it we can not forget!!!

Bastados!

My lord devine; my lord whom ryhme,
My lord who sits on the spine,
Of my ancestors devine!
What have you my lord,
My lord whom snuggles upon his ill-gotten horde!

Proverb 16 - The Bitch and The Dandy

Love is a Bitch and also a Dandy,
So I say break out the Bloody Brandy!

"Ho Ho What?!
Break out the BRANDY?!
More like Break out the SUGAR FREE CANDY!!!" - Leyfinder

Inspiration:

Bob Marley A LaLaLa Long

"I've been watching you

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long,come on

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long, hey-a

Standing across the room

i saw you smile,

Said i wanna talk to you-hoo-woo

for a little while,

but before i make my move

my emotions start running wi-hild,

My tongue gets tied

and that's no lie

girl i want to make you sweat

sweat 'till you can't sweat no more,

and if you cry out

i'm gonna push it push it push it some more

So i say to myself

if she loves me or not(ah-ah)

but the dread i know

that love if his together

i want to lick a bit o' this 

and i lick a bit o' that

but the lyrics goes under your tat (ah-ah)

my tongue gets tied

and thats no lie

i'm lookin' in your big brown eye-yes,ooh girl

now i got this to say to you, yeah!"

Sitting On The Road

I'm moving miles and minutes into the future,
Yet I sit still in my so called safety seat.
Fastened on a moving illusion,
Speeding along a linear route,
I see the trees climbing up the man made, slide; slope.


So what is the choice you offer,
Along a line which moves with the time?
In so many words I find my mind,
Does the grass grow deep in diamond mine?
Eyes of the night do see through you.


Now sitting on the road,
Is what I do; Do
Do you see the tarmac; turning
Left or twisting right; really
All you can do dearly!


Then LO to what you are achieving,
Do you achieve what you behold?
Do you see the minds a prophecy,
Or who time; stands for all beings,
Beings that do not stand for time!!!



This was inspired by The final count Down by the band named Europe which was playing from the CD in the van whilst we were driving home.

Europe The Final Countdown

"We're leaving together
But still it's farewell
And maybe we'll come back
To earth, who can tell?
I guess there is no one to blame
We're leaving ground
Will things ever be the same again?

It's the final countdown
The final countdown

Ohh
We're heading for Venus and still we stand tall
'Cause maybe they've seen us and welcome us all, yea
With so many light years to go and things to be found
(To be found)
I'm sure that we'll all miss her so"

I think some inspiration may have come from looking at all the people queuing up over the rumoured fuel strike, leading to fuel shortages. The people have reacted in an obvious way of going and buying up all the fuel before it is perhaps necessary meaning it is necessary now, also causing large traffic jams and busy garage congestion.
  I think this could perhaps lead to a small act of mayhem in the very near future (possibly tomorrow evening) leading the government to bring down some new kind of fallacy of a law.
There is a logical possibility that this is all government (or bank) produced stunt in a miss use of political, media and other such techniques to fool and manipulate the people further into their control and their web of deceit!
I would suggest to anyone in the coming days to stay away from motor ways to be on the safe side, or at least as much as possible.


The fifth line of the first Stanza was also inspired by Leyfinder when he pointed out all of these tree's which were perched along the side of a man made motor way valley, "Look at all those tree's struggling up the cliff there!"

To You, My Fair

I have this purple, burning; yearning,
Of a tenderous one, so sweet.
Oh to earn her bright wonder,
Would be a rather beauteous treat!


What 'air does my darling's mind breathe?
What is it you hope to achieve?
Why do you choose to tease,
I desire your kiss, oh please!


Your hair is so fair; I do declare,
Your a gift from grace.
You light my candle,
Your heart's my embrace.


So dream my darling,
Dream of me.
You are a-part,
A-part of my heart!!!

Ashtyn's Abode

There lives a certain wize wonder,
An ancient brain that creates thunder!
In fleet lives wizdom within him,
Their street is all the better for him!

So Stride through the portal, fine mortal,
To see what chants may find you.
To witness the green man; finest green man,
To grasp all life around, final is no verse!!!

Theres a song of the piper,
He sang love to the Rats,
Though no human ever believed him,
So he turned them all into Cats!

Now when I make sense is not known,
For sense is what you make of it.
So banish any delirious; delusional shit,
You are my eye, you light the sky a mile high!!!

This was partially inspired by "Our house" by Cosby Stills Nash and Young.

Our House Cosby, Stills, Nash & Young

"I'll light the fire
You put the flowers in the vase
That you bought today

Staring at the fire
For hours and hours
While I listen to you
Play your love songs
All night long for me
Only for me

Come to me now
And rest your head for just five minutes
Everything is good
Such a cosy room
The windows are illuminated
By the sunshine through them
Fiery gems for you
Only for you

Our house is a very, very fine house
With two cats in the yard
Life used to be so hard
Now everything is easy
'Cause of you"

Notes:






I was just looking up Tait and it came up with the definition of an Austrailian animal, also known as a "Noolbenger". I looked this up with the following line, "noolbenger or tait mythology" and was brought to this. Tait is the accrostic which runs down the side of the first stanza. I think that both of the links I came to have some major significance with the meaning of this poem. The interesting thing I find is that this does have a stream of hope running through it, as with the second link I found. Hope that is relevant to the state of which society and government are in at the moment and all time.


The Noolbenger - "A small nocturnal and arboreal Australian marsupial (Tarsipes rostratus) about the size of a mouse. It has a long muzzle, a long tongue, and very few teeth, and feeds upon honey and insects. Called also Noolbenger." Funny, in the third stanza I wasn't sure at first why I was writing it (it just seemed random). Thats why I thought it was funny that in the next final stanza I began to talk about the last stanza saying, "don't worry if you don't get it strait away, neither do I at first!"
But the point is, I spoke about rats in the third verse so I can see a connection.

The Girl Of Flower

There is a darling bud I have never loved,
Her scent is much sweeter than mine.
She's walked through my mind so many a time,
Oh when will she give me a clue?|


There is a darling bud I have yet loved,
Her hair is so long with it's shine.
She tares me to pieces when she doesn't see me,
Oh when will my lady be mine?


Dear darling bud; it's you I've always loved,
Your mind is much purer than mine.
You smile at me since you think I am kind,
Oh please don't tease me this time!


Realm of my heart is where you belong,
Oh you cannot help it be so.
So I welcome you along to my love song,
Everyone hears what they want; is it soo wrong?

A LALALA LONG

"I've been watching you

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long,come on

A lalalala long

A lalalala long long lee long long long, hey-a

Standing across the room

i saw you smile,

Said i wanna talk to you-hoo-woo

for a little while,

but before i make my move

my emotions start running wi-hild,

My tongue gets tied

and that's no lie

i look in your eye-ye-ye-ye-eyes,

i'm lookin' in your big brown eye-yes,ooh ya

now got this to say to you, yeah

girl i want to make you sweat

sweat 'till you can't sweat no more,

and if you cry out

i'm gonna push it sum more-ore-ore,

girl i want to make you sweat

sweat 'till you can't sweat no more,

and if you cry out

i'm gonna push it push it push it some more"

Jotter

Jotter, tita; tatår,
Goes the prater of mind's matter.
Mind's matter is full of chatter,
Beating points around with such smooth smatter!

Now place your face upon t'platter,
Relinquish any such false; foolish flatter.
Hold hope high as the hills,
Never feel that you must pop-a-pill.

Tip; tap, bounced the round rat,
Sniff; Squeak, creaks the old rat,
Begun upon a mid-day sun,
So the will writes another one.

So cast your mind into the past,
Where at last you may find truth's path.
Walk this path and never dare stray,
For then you shalt always find your way!!!

Inspired by William Blakes Poem "Tygar"

Riddle 2 - Neutral?

If its good to be bad and bad to be good, what does that mean being neutral is?

Proverb 15 - Life Loves Life

Love Life - for Life will love YOU back.

Inspried by Scatman Johns song Scatmans World: 

Scatmans World

"Everybody's talkin' something very shockin' just to 
Keep on blockin' what they're feelin' inside but
Listen to me brother, you just keep on walkin' 'cause
You and me and sister ain't got nothin' to hide.
Scatman, fat man, black and white and brown man
Tell me 'bout the colour of your soul.
If part of your solution isn't ending the pollution
Then I don't want to hear your stories told.
I want to welcome you to Scatman's world

I'm calling out from Scatland
I'm calling out from Scatman's world.
If you want to break free you better listen to me.
You got to learn how to see in your fantasy.

Everyone's born to compete as he chooses
But how can someone win if winning means that someone loses.
I sit and see and wonder what it's like to be in touch.
No wonder all my brothers and my sisters need a crutch.
I want to be a human being not a human not a human doing.
I couldn't keep that pace up if I tried.
The source of my intention really isn't crime prevention.
My intention is prevention of the lie (yeah)
Welcome to the Scatman's world!"