Son of Man

Who am I but a road.
Weathered and traveled.
Cracked and worn.
Through each town I go,
Seeing things to see.
Finding truth in love.
Finding truth in pain.
Finding humanity in humility.
Remembrance of who I might of been.
Who I have seen myself be:
On the outside looking in.
From dirt to pavement,
Cobblestone bruises.
The minds eyes sees things,
The heart's what chooses.
Mind over matter.
The body will pass,
I hold onto hunger,
I hold through the fast.
Rhyme upon rhyme,
Heaped up like promotions.
Take this and that,
Nic-Nac's and lotion.
Clutter feels nice,
But clarity is better.
I'd been so much further,
If not for the weather.
Summer sun wields me,
The surfer kids tan.
Soccer in sunshine.
Feet, grass, and white leather.
Check marks and checkmate,
Time beats down the stalemate.

The path that I was,
The road that I am.
The soul travels through it.
I run and I run.
My parents ran from Iran.
Through mountains and forests,
Through Snow through the land.
The treacherous faces,
Engulfed in the night.
Waiting for Sun,
Waiting for light.
Escape for a new life,
Escape for a son.
Escape for a daughter,
Escape from home.

And so like my parents,
I've tried this one out.
Strength of my mother,
Love of my father,
Trust of my sister,
Hope from a stranger.
To feel loved is to feel,
To feel needed is to love.
To travel this road,
To make it above,
And beyond that I was,
To make something better,
No matter my color,
No matter the weather.
No matter my feelings,
No matter my pain.
No matter I loose,
No matter I gain.
Repeat and repeat,
Refrain and Refrain,
Bridge through the song,
And so say His Name.
So that which I was,
And that which I am,
Are different,
But both are still,
The Son of Man.

Fall Away

Love is truth.
The growth and pain of our youth.
Cause I'm gonna get it with or without you.
Its all ok, cause love is smooth.

Hope is pain.
What can and is we try to move in vain.
What was and will be are the same.
So you can survive me with your name.

She said Fall Away.
I never knew what that meant anyway.
I never knew the words to say.
I'm lost without you everyday.

Passion lies.
The red resentment of my past lives.
Who I was before you often makes me cry.
Burn away the weakness there beyond the eyes.

She said Fall Away.
I never knew what that meant anyway.
I never knew the words to say.
I'm lost without you everyday.

She said fall away.
Innocence is something you cant fade.
All the pain and lies that you have made
Are just attempts at something love forgave.

She said said fall away.

Fall Away

"Every Wo(man)" From ABS

Look past my eyes to achieve second sight.
Constructs of mind that are not quite upright.
They are backwards and sideways and upside down.
The way a smile turns itself into a frown.
Insides and outwards.
Around but not found.
Its hard to describe words into sounds.
Try as we might, the world blazes in light.
The dark before dawn,
The thrill of the fight.
I was, so I am,
I think I can stand.
I crawl and I fall
Till I change all the land.
I was what I was,
I am what I am.
Hope is the solace--
A gift unto man.
The solid, the soul, the shadow, the mold.
Dust unto dust, unto triumph made whole.
My body is scarred,
But I must keep the pace.
The nicks, cuts and bruises,
The tests we must face.
The scars beget wisdom,
And so we erase
The violence of self,
Replaced in it's place
By unity, love, the whole human race.
So clad in white armor,
Scribed in the night.
Breaker of Dawn,
Black Banner in sight.
This warrior born,
This soldier of light.
Entry by troops,
Their hearts thunder,
Their might.

Now I open my eyes,
To see who they are.
Schoolyards and teachers,
Construction at large.
Blue collar, white collar, No collar at all.
Hunter or farmer,
The short and the tall.
A shiver in time,
Where the stars are aligned.
Think this one through,
But take action you'll find:
Our souls are evolving,
Our cups runneth full.
Chase off the raven,
The night is a tool.
Just as black can't exist without the presence of white.
Joy without sadness,
The same is with light.
The sun shines forever,
By light of the moon.
Celestial bodies,
The tides coming soon.
The trumpet did blast,
But the silence does soothe.
We now know our path,
So please make your move.
This triumph of soul.
The silence of bones.
The Letters were written-- Sun centered at noon.
Now some years later,
Their sons have arised.
Begat their daughters,
Their strength: Just and right.
The king loses sleep,
They sing through the night.
And just as they did,
If we get it just right.
O remover of difficulties,
We praise you tonight.

Unsure

If I was
Unsure,
About my life.
Unsure,
Cause problems lie
In between
Every scene.
The clarity
I fail to see.
Appeals,
To the strength
In me.

If I was,
Unsure,
About my sight.
Unsure,
Of the hazy right
And the wrongs
Of a life,
Built from darkness,
To the light,
Appeals,
To the Good
In me.

The moon beams,
Down into my dreams.
Burning through the dark,
The lady is my spark.
Motivation for a life,
That could waste away tonight.
Sure I am not unsure.

Though I may be strong,
I may be right.
I may be many things,
To bring the light.
I can be the everyman,
I can be the lonely knight.
If it all turns out alright.

If I was,
Unsure,
About my scars.
Unsure,
Fade away like stars.
The lonely every day,
Are the payments for a way.
Appeals,
To the soul
In me.

Cause I'm unsure,
About so much.
The color of my eyes,
My height,
My hair,
My touch.
The darkness can try,
To blot out the light.
But I'm sure
I can keep it up.
I am sure I can keep it up

Rambles

Rambles (keystyle)

Sweet, the silent science
Knows where art and love,
Duel endlessly.
The razors edge,
Defined in time,
In soul.
Laboriously,
Meticulously,
Callously I sometimes turn.
The words are said,
And sometimes burn.
Branded by the minds eye's scorn.

Like shoes on power lines,
They sometimes fall.
Much less I ask he finish his sentences.
Much else I ask he finish his sentences.
Sometimes I fixate, and never finish my sentences.
Sometimes the the power lines fall,
And then the silence of that science becomes,
All encompassing.
The stars may only shine,
In the absence of man made
Illusions of what we call light.
As if light was something turned on and off.
As if off had any meaning at all.
And as if the stars were defeated by our
Petty attempts at playing the compassionate,
The immaculate,
The Lord and Savior.

Like shoes on power lines,
They all fall down.
And so we fall,
Through the history of our lives.
See the callouses form.
See the form more intimately.
See my imperfections for what they are:
Neon flashing lights of some past
Monumental outcomes.
Scars and such.
Things I've written,
And fear no more.
But still I'm writing.

Trapped underneath a waterfall,
All rocks become smooth.
And in the thunder of a pure and crushing
Eternity,
All are cleansed.
Together,
We all become whole.

Home is where your soul rests // Water After Midnight

Its the first time in quite a while I have spent more then two consecutive days at my parents house. It's oddly comforting, and at the same time just an odd sensation for me. I have absolutely nothing I have to do. That isn't to say i do nothing, but more to say that I have a lot of free time, and thats an odd sensation for me. Even now I have to fight the feelings of anxiousness and urges to do something in order to just calm my soul and mind down.

I just have to admit, I have spent the past two or three years of my life calming my mind and soul down. Calming the chaos of emotions that have been the past ten or so years of my life down to something where I could actually understand it. If anyone had asked me how I felt about something even two years ago my response would be confused and constipated. Kind of like molten iron splashing around, it was impossible to control or even understand. However now, now I feel like its cooled to something malleable, something comprehendable. All of a sudden, I found out what momentous events throughout my life have meant to me. Furthermore, I am coming to terms with the effects of those emotions.

Kind of heavy eh? Nonetheless, its funny how even the simplest things, like hanging out with your family for the first time in a long time, can have such a significant impact on your life and on the way you see yourself. I love my family.

Anyways, I'm going to try to write something about home, and we'll see how it comes out :).

Water After Midnight

Familiar landscapes greet me from my dreams.
The glasses: new, but in the same place.
The kitchen bathed in moonlight,
Reminds me of past battlefields.
Simple arguments
For simple problems.
The cold water,
Cools my stormy interior.
The north star guides my
Midnight prayers.
Complex answers
For complex questions.

The squeaky hallway
No longer squeaks.
The puppy no longer wakens,
To my every toss and turn.
The floors no longer soften,
The stiffness of my swagger,
Or my heavy step.
No matter,
For my silence is learned
By simple repetition.
A silent observer,
Of what I call home.
A simple reminder,
Of what I call home.