Thursday, May 11, 2017
Life is overrated, but...
some things are pure magic
some things are pure cosmic gold
some stories are better left untold
some stories just unfold
Merry go round
Wild horses
been on repeat
And the Mary's been
going around
I'm tired of wishing
Mary didn't have
to sleep around
Cats be waiting
For dogs to get out
Of the pound
What's up dawg
<3 DJ
Wednesday, May 10, 2017
Mumford
they fed on ur emotion.
u liked it
its okay
i did too
no ones fault
new day
new way
u dont say
work hard
play hard
its okay
no side to take
unless
you want a little fun
a little friendly competition
not between bitter rivals
but between friends
<3
u liked it
its okay
i did too
no ones fault
new day
new way
u dont say
work hard
play hard
its okay
no side to take
unless
you want a little fun
a little friendly competition
not between bitter rivals
but between friends
<3
Tuesday, May 9, 2017
"half of being an artist is being a poet" - mac
"hal
BIG COSMIC FORCE
ONE LAST DIVORCE
NO MORE WARS
VINYL THE DOORS
We live on two different axis,
A paperclip or saturn?
Which one...
Perception is a funny thing.
My friends are on Facebook,
not necessarily the ones under my friends section.
Who knows where
Who knows what to think
There is not he, she, they
Just us and justice
No USA
Art is all around
Same with music
Our choice what surrounds us
Maybe, sometimes
Not always our choice
I refrain
I read
Try to live, love, learn.
Don't delete
Keep going
Even if you repeat yourself
There is an end
An infinite loop
Eternity
That's deja vu
There is an end
I tell you.
Tell you what social media is all linked, internet and decades, centuries just decades, decades, centuries away, time is all the same.
Don't worry about online image, worry about other day to day things.
Write down things, not on the spot,
but make them permanent when there is true value behind the words.
Connect to everything,
Buy in, initially, then
Walk away subtly
Have an original idea
Get away
From commotion
Positive energy the goal
You CAN'T BE A POET
not on twitter or Facebook
and you know it
The voice of the poet
Is heard in the trees
Understood in the birds and bees
Not necessarily by society.
You trust someone
Upon first glance
Judging a book
Based on its cover
Is hard to undo
Force restraint
It is necessary in this
Day and Age
Old Man
is looking at me
Vapor wave is a new state
New way
Don't look back
Or hesitate
I'm tired,
You're tired
Of false pretenses
Stop the bitterness
Sweet sunshine
Quit, addict
We all love
fate.
Let's not underestimate
This whole thing.
<3 DJ
Musicians
Sing songs in the
Same old ways
With new lyrics
To comfort you
With something familiar
And introduce you
To something mind opening.
<3 DJ
What is twitter?
answer, a notebook
What is Spotify?
answer, cd's and records
What is Instagram?
Polaroids/scrapbook
What is YouTube?
I don't know... what on earth is YouTube
<# DJ
Don't deny the past
Don't run from it
Don't fear the
Future
Don't avoid it
Don't leave the present though
Because time is
understood as a
dot in a circle
A wheel
That keeps
Spinning
Rolling
With or without
Bearings or electricity
It is not plain
It is not straight
Forwards, simple
Not backwards
Always?
<3 DJ
I digress
At best
I confess
I am a fledgling
Who has yet to
Leave the nest
A boy
Struggling to pass
The test
Stylishly dressed
Only sometimes
But hair
Is an absolute, wicked, torn up mess
I digress
I forget
Which way my compass
Points
North, South, East,
Or West
I'm heading to the
Crest
Of the peak
Threshold of unique
That is of which I seek.
<3 DJ
In the end
Who is poor
Who is at war
Who is on a detour
Who has opened
Another door?
The rich are rich
Superficially so
And it goes
Only we consider it so
Wealth is not
Necessarily money
Money
Never spoke
Words to me
Or you.
But don't hate on
The other side
Or the green pastures
For that matter.
(: DJ
What I Got
Weather,
You like it or not?
It's raining
Pouring
Cuz you are
Crying in your bedroom
I don't smoke pot
Do you?
I'm just bummed
Is all.
...I got caught
Taught, bought
sold, sought,
I am what I am not.
I am, I am not.
Like it or not.
<3 DJ
Phoebe is similar to Kurt Cobain ahah
BIG COSMIC FORCE
ONE LAST DIVORCE
NO MORE WARS
VINYL THE DOORS
We live on two different axis,
A paperclip or saturn?
Which one...
Perception is a funny thing.
My friends are on Facebook,
not necessarily the ones under my friends section.
Who knows where
Who knows what to think
There is not he, she, they
Just us and justice
No USA
Art is all around
Same with music
Our choice what surrounds us
Maybe, sometimes
Not always our choice
I refrain
I read
Try to live, love, learn.
Don't delete
Keep going
Even if you repeat yourself
There is an end
An infinite loop
Eternity
That's deja vu
There is an end
I tell you.
Tell you what social media is all linked, internet and decades, centuries just decades, decades, centuries away, time is all the same.
Don't worry about online image, worry about other day to day things.
Write down things, not on the spot,
but make them permanent when there is true value behind the words.
Connect to everything,
Buy in, initially, then
Walk away subtly
Have an original idea
Get away
From commotion
Positive energy the goal
You CAN'T BE A POET
not on twitter or Facebook
and you know it
The voice of the poet
Is heard in the trees
Understood in the birds and bees
Not necessarily by society.
You trust someone
Upon first glance
Judging a book
Based on its cover
Is hard to undo
Force restraint
It is necessary in this
Day and Age
Old Man
is looking at me
Vapor wave is a new state
New way
Don't look back
Or hesitate
I'm tired,
You're tired
Of false pretenses
Stop the bitterness
Sweet sunshine
Quit, addict
We all love
fate.
Let's not underestimate
This whole thing.
<3 DJ
Musicians
Sing songs in the
Same old ways
With new lyrics
To comfort you
With something familiar
And introduce you
To something mind opening.
<3 DJ
What is twitter?
answer, a notebook
What is Spotify?
answer, cd's and records
What is Instagram?
Polaroids/scrapbook
What is YouTube?
I don't know... what on earth is YouTube
<# DJ
Don't deny the past
Don't run from it
Don't fear the
Future
Don't avoid it
Don't leave the present though
Because time is
understood as a
dot in a circle
A wheel
That keeps
Spinning
Rolling
With or without
Bearings or electricity
It is not plain
It is not straight
Forwards, simple
Not backwards
Always?
<3 DJ
I digress
At best
I confess
I am a fledgling
Who has yet to
Leave the nest
A boy
Struggling to pass
The test
Stylishly dressed
Only sometimes
But hair
Is an absolute, wicked, torn up mess
I digress
I forget
Which way my compass
Points
North, South, East,
Or West
I'm heading to the
Crest
Of the peak
Threshold of unique
That is of which I seek.
<3 DJ
In the end
Who is poor
Who is at war
Who is on a detour
Who has opened
Another door?
The rich are rich
Superficially so
And it goes
Only we consider it so
Wealth is not
Necessarily money
Money
Never spoke
Words to me
Or you.
But don't hate on
The other side
Or the green pastures
For that matter.
(: DJ
What I Got
Weather,
You like it or not?
It's raining
Pouring
Cuz you are
Crying in your bedroom
I don't smoke pot
Do you?
I'm just bummed
Is all.
...I got caught
Taught, bought
sold, sought,
I am what I am not.
I am, I am not.
Like it or not.
<3 DJ
Phoebe is similar to Kurt Cobain ahah
Wednesday, May 3, 2017
40 oz of wisdom
Perma fried drive
Setting one self up for failure versus success
The mind one must put on to discuss is logical
Not the cold hearted calculating kind
Just the one that takes a step back
Approaches things in the most realistic
Straightforward way
You disrespect
Learn don't do it again
Simple as that
No questions
You are about to act out
Deep breath
Do something else
It's not that people can
Think before speaking or doing
But they can reframe their approach
Don't be so quick to assume
If people don't laugh
You aren't funny
But keep making jokes
Be yourself maybe one day you will be
If you get a bad grade
You didn't understand the material
But keep studying
And you will
Don't stop now
The answers are around the corner
Poetry
Isn't just philosophy and nature talks
It is balance
With something somewhere
A written depiction of peace with surroundings
City or countryside, virtual and spiritual, meta and basic, substantial and meager
Ordinary and extraordinary are odd words
It's all the same
The good, the bad
What will happen has happened
What has happened will happen
When will this change?
When we start understanding
Things aren't there to understand
Or to dissect
We aren't meant to live longer
To prosper or to plunder
To bombard, to destroy
To plot a plot
Or watch the clock
24 hours all we ever need
Four seasons
And no society
Just one universe
Rain or shine
Good vibes
Hey you, stop lying
Logic and emotion strung together
Put down the weapons, hug one another
It feels so good to need nothing at all
The genie is sublime, it's in us all
We all have the vision
It's just not known
We all have the rhythm
We wanna get up and get down low
The people start shouting
They're always so loud
Everyone says it's a revolution
But guess what
It's quiet now.
Just everyone in their room.
Staring at screens.
Laughing to themselves about things
Seen and unseen.
Come out of the house
It's morning time
Go out for a cruise
Down sunset drive.
So it was said that I used to sit and talk with you
Down this avenue in the afternoon.
Monday, May 1, 2017
Yup, the 5th Shade of Blue, Teal.
Bluer than Blue
starting to change, everything fade, i wrote that before, here's an everlasting story. u used to think u were gonna call me tucker. that rhymed with a bad word. I'm andrew instead. drew now. drew what. myself a little story. this is how i write always will be.
so, in other news, what is going on with social media these days. so many people are writing things in blogs that no one reads, tweets that become lost in a cloud, the bird flies into an endless sound cloud... where does all the music, the sounds, the writings, the words, go to... or is it all flushed into the everlasting sea where the sad pirates and lonely mermaids wait in misery for the world to slip away, all that's left is space and stars. what is the end goal of all these sounds and words, the context and meanings, analyzed over millions of years, being transcended into different forms of meaning every day? How things have become meaningless in an attempt to understand. I think it is time to simply read what we like, listen to what moves us (makes our hearts, specifically, dance), and understand later. This is not the age of historical fiction or scientific discovery or religious aspirations and persecutions. We have already done this. Like they say, "shoot for the moon, even if you miss, you'll land among the stars"... does that mean we are among the stars now, i mean we already made it to the moon. Or was that just a conspiracy too? Yup, I caught you, you actually believed that was a conspiracy.
In truth everything is a conspiracy, which means nothing is. And it is all an illusion which means nothing is.
Let me explain.
If we are on Earth, maybe it's all a dream, "an inception", right? Well if it is, we still exist somewhere. And wouldn't anywhere WE exist be Earth. Planets are just places we haven't been too. Earth is just a place. stop categorizing, holy cow. why is a cow holy? maybe cuz its fuckin shit is fertilizer.
Also, in regards to illusion. we all see what we see. what if we saw nothing. felt nothing. did nothing. were nothing. wouldn't that just be SOMETHING. one thing by the band finger 11 kinda suggested that. i can see it. everything is subjective. everything is objective too. it all is. how it plays out, we will see, common sense and decency, it's all the same to you and me.
Colors, back to colors. What is the color of gender. What is the color of mental illness. are these just ribbons we wear. styles we share. black n white. brown. faded jeans. tie dye. spelled it wrong. boy don't be shy. who cares, fit in, stand out.
I am saying, and will repeat, that everything, and I mean everything, is a paradox. We live in a time of shelter and fear.
When you have everything, you are so scared of losing it. When you have nothing, you have nothing to lose. Why is that the case. Also, it is weird how it looks better to have less, yet when you have less, you want more to show wealth. Yet having wealth looks bad so you give it charity so you look selfless. But then it's just for self image. But then you are caring too much about this and that.
Who cares. In the end. When your life ends, who are you? Look yourself in the eyes... I hope everyone reading this knows I am talking to myself... in a positive way... I guess. Unless you are one to judge.
On Sex:
I masturbated yesterday
I felt elevated, mood fluctuated, fulfilled, then dismayed
I saw the girl's beauty, lusted for her eyes
Watching them on me, as I stripped away her virginity
Then lust took over and I was back to being shy.
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