Day 147

The sun is losing light

Sinking like a ship

Whose hull is broke

Into the sea

As the Dutchman rises

For his due

The new dawn keeps him away

A ship to sail once more.

Day 146

Voyaged flight in to the end
A flutter of the wings
Swiftly from flames
Undetailed as sunshine on a cloudy afternoon.

Loss of the mind
In the flames of the truth
Oh my irony!:
Why do you do me the way you do!

Day 145

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Day 144

Day 90 (Ending) revised:

Citizen: Help

Ganondorf: No.

(Citizen bangs on windows)

Ganondorf: What do I get?

Citizen: My (insert item)

Ganondorf: Nice (He lets him out as citizen rejoices. They exit. End episode.)

Day 143

Sky on fire
Smoking the sea
Burning the clouds
Smoking the sea.

Day 142

Blinding lights of hypnotics

Capturing the thoughtless mind

Flying through space and time

In the clock of all.

Ticking it ticks

Knowing what is true

In the light of things

To be said are

True.

Day 141

The lighted fires of the night

Spreading in the wings

Quiet darkness waiting

Nothing told

Remembered quite so well.

Day 140

one

two three

four

Can you hear

The numbers

Beat down

one

two three

four

Can you hear the hearts?

They beat as one

Through the darkness

And the light.

I hear them,

Here they are again:

one

two three

four

Can you hear them?

Day 139

Carried into the dark

A lack of breath in sight

Enemies who know less

Know more and more.

The voices tell me

You are crazy

The voices tell me

You are crazy.

Shadows covering the heart

Losing the fight of the day

Night falling over the hill

Darkness creeping; a lonely ninja.

The voices tell me

This is crazy

The voices tell me

This is crazy.

Day 138

Speeding ripples

Racing to the turtle

Who cares less

Skimming the pond

As the dragons fly ahead

Gracefully and beautifully

And fish which eat

The young swim in packs

Making ripples which head

To the turtle that cares less.

Day 137

Clipped wings of the bird

Regrowing from the cage

As heat scorches its body

The chains that bind it

Break away.

Breaking through the clouds

As freedom dawns in the morning

And mourning the loss of safety

Individuality and creativity

A dawning like no other.

Day 136

Final strings

Of burning bridges

As fire rages

The scorching heat.

Agony of the windows

As they all melt

Slowly but surely

Being free of this hell.

Day 135

Rapture (Parody of "Friday" as performed by Rebecca Black; written by Ark Music Company. I own no rights to the original song whose lyrics can be found here: http://www.metrolyrics.com/friday-lyrics-rebecca-black.html)

(Yeah, fi, fi, fi, fi, fi, fi, fire)

Oo-ooh-ooh, hot yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ow-ow
Yeah-ah-ah
Yeah-ow-ow
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Five p.m., moving up in the ending
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs
Gotta have my fun, gotta have oujia
Seein' everything, the time is goin'
Tickin' on and on, everybody's burnin'
Gotta get down to the priest stop
Gotta catch my bus, I see my savior (My savior)

Runnin' in the front seat
Flyin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which path can I take?

It's Rapture, Rapture
Gotta be good on Rapture
One old man is lookin' forward to the ending, money
Rapture, Rapture
Gettin' happy on Rapture
Old man's lookin' forward to the money

Hidin', Hidin' (Yeah)
Hidin', Hidin' (Yeah)
Run, run, run, run
Lookin' forward to the money

5:45, we're drivin' on the stairway
Flyin' so fast, I want time to stop
Fire, fire, thinkin' bout the old man's flames
You know what it is (ending, ending)
I got this, you got this
My friend is on my right hand
I got this, you got this
Now you know it

Runin' in the front seat
Flyin' in the back seat
Gotta make my mind up
Which path can I take?

It's Rapture, Rapture
Gotta be good on Rapture
The old man is lookin' forward to the ending, money
Rapture, Rapture
Gettin' happy on Rapture
Old man's lookin' forward to the money

Hidin', hidin' (Yeah)
Hidin', hidin' (Yeah)
Run, run, run, run
Lookin' forward to the money

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today i-is Rapture, Rapture (Runin')
We-we-we so scared
We so scared
We gonna be mad at Mayans today

Tomorrow is Nothing
And Brimstone comes after ... wards
I don't want this Rapture to end

J-A, Jacob
So Fly in the front seat (In the front seat)
In the back seat (In the back seat)
He's drivin', destroyin' (Yeah, yeah)
Fast lanes, breakin' lanes
Wit' a car up on my side (Woo!)
(C'mon) Passin' by is a school bus in front of me (poor bus)
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream
Check my time, it's Rapture, it's a party for me
We gonna have fun, c'mon, c'mon, y'all

It's Rapture, Rapture
Gotta be good on Rapture

Old man is lookin' forward to the ending, money
Rapture, Rapture
Gettin' happy on Rapture
Old man's lookin' forward to the money

Hidin', hidin' (Yeah)
Hidin', hidin' (Yeah)
Run, run, run, run
Lookin' forward to the money

It's Rapture, Rapture
Gotta be good on Rapture

Old man is lookin' forward to the ending, money
Rapture, Rapture
Gettin' happy on Rapture
Old man's lookin' forward to the money

Hidin', hidin' (Yeah)
Hidin', hidin' (Yeah)
Run, run, run, run
Lookin' forward to the money

Lookin' forward to the money

Money, money, yeah yeah!

Day 134

The sun is on the horizon

Breaking the clouds with fire

Burning the sea of gray

Scorching and burning.

Day 133

A testing of paper

As pens move

Pencils wipe across the page

And ideas written

Forever.

Day 132

Windy days of surface dwelling

As the beating sun

Releases its rays and pressure

Rises amongst the waves.

Alongside the sand

The rock which says atop the hill

Watches the ship

Creeping slowly

Waiting to see more.

Absorbing what they are

And what others are

Beneath the sun

Wandering what has happened

To that friend they have not seen.

Still the sun beats

As the wind blows the rock

Realizes it will never know.

Confined to fate the rock

Knows what is true

Watching the ocean

Under the sun.

Day 131

Temporary reliefs

As the evil present

Falls so much on them

Like a cookie in the breeze.

Shoulders hurting

Desires smashing ears like needles

Delved deep into a haystack

That nobody dares look at.

Sounds of battle

Lay magically on the mashed horizon

As the sun sits in wait

Crouching; waiting for the orb to lower it light.

As darkness dies

This feeling grows stronger

The need to do; the need to be

Growing as the darkness shrinks

The perfect contrary motion

Creating the beauty of the head.

Day 130

Flying pressure

Sitting on the wings of

Free verses flying in the clouds

And experiments in the sand

Flying pressure

Sitting on the week

A torture unexcelled.

Day 129

I see the light

Shining off the receiver there

Burnin my eyes

Just for you.

I see the light

Blasting out of that radiator

Pure evil sneakin on through

Sneakin through that their hole.

I see a light

It has your face

It ain't so pretty know

That I can see it.

I see a light

There's no way out

Stinging truth

There's no way out.

No way out

No way out

I see a light.

Day 128

You should know, you should know

How it feels to be behind the blank wall

To see the staring darkness

Facing you in the eye.

You should know, you should know

What the hell is wrong if you don't

The walls are falling from the sky

And we dare ask questions?

Maybe, maybe you don't know

Maybe my head is but a lie

But before I leave for the long nap

You should know, you should know,

This all may have been a lie.

Day 127

Pulsating, crushing

Soul destroying

What has not been done

Cannot been undone.

Day 126

Song:

Ooooh, Ooooh,

Clouds on fire in the rain

All because nothing bad has happened

To the Kennedies.

And there was that day

When you were high up

Top o those clouds

With crack and cocaine

Not knowing all below

Were looking up and waiting

For you to come down.

The nothing mind

Upon the tricks of a leapin frog

Has taught to wonder

Is potato sauce irish?

And as you wondered

Why they wander

You came crashing down

To Earth.

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Here for your need of insanity.

We will break you at

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Day 125

The cement stars

Sparkle in the night

Of fire's divine

Nature's suits of black.

The sounds and whoosh

Of the machine makes all

A sudden switch

To the divine.

Day 124

The games of Olympus

Sitting on the mountain side

As the lightning crashes

And ice falls.

A cooling feeling

To all below

As the divine right

Determines what is

and what is not.

The divinity immune

As the screams rise

Like smoke from a fire

But with no firemen.

The divinity sit and laugh

And drink their wine

Caring for their mind

And nothing else.

Day 123

All apologies, I was ill and busy on Monday and whilst I wrote something I was unable to put it up:

Nervous tics

Influencing the dark moves

In time keeping vise

Evil masters watching

As shadows grow

And amusements raise

Above the dark fires.

Warming yet shadowy

Swallowing all

Devoid of spirit

The dark fires grow.

Day 122

Running free

Flying like the blackbird

In the October sun

Cloudless sky

Unburdened hawks fly

In a cloudless sky

Under the October sun.

Day 121

A sour feeling of hope

Welling up in the stomach

Goodbyes can only be said

So many times.

The truth on the inside

Leaving is terrible

Why can't it rest in peace.

Goodbyes can only be said

So many times.

Day 120

The shining off the darkness

A golden ray so unlike

The sun in its morning gleam.

Gleefully sparkling in the air

Surrounded by nothing

Nothing in the filter of life

Clearing the disease

Which is blasting the quality.

The warming grows

The old day today

Retired for a new tomorrow.

Old qualities forgotten

As the sun rises

In a morning glee

Unseen by the dew point.

New shadows creep upon the horizon

As new dismays shrink

The memories of old and fires anew lit

For the new day ahead.

Day 119

Dusty old wooden board

Sitting on the floor

Waiting for it's victim.

Creak, creak, creak

It goes with out warning

To be triggered when a new day

When a new horizon is triggered.

Day 118

Follow me into the light

Up above the lying truth

In the bed of fire

The freezing ice.

Darkness has a crushing grip

Keeping away the truth

Propaganda of the heads

Keeping those in the dark.

Losing the truth to those up above

Wandering in the dark

Won't you find me

Won't you help me?