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What does this all mean? What does it mean to be alive? I read a while ago that the probability of you being born is 1 in 400 trillion, that is your ancestors, and depending on what belief system you currently subscribe to, our existence as a single cell. If you think about it, the chances of being alive, in the form you are in, over 160 million cells of who you are, that happen to occupy your physical body, including the brain that has a consumption of experiences you have acquired in your journey, to believe everything you perceive in your life, depends on how you interpret them, negative, neutral or positive. And it is never one sided, usually a combination of all three perspectives. How much you focus on interpretations is what you pay attention to.

Hello out there in the vast sea of static electricity. Working on a project but way slower than usual. As I have done in the past, thinking about a theme that has not been dragged to the point of mundane motion and creating something that stirs within me, like a fire. Passion comes to mind but that comes at a price. Maybe shifting the focus of what matters the most or least. Or maybe looking through the perspectives of moral standards versus reality. That might take a while. No one likes to be challenged what they behold true to themselves. I digress.

Today is national friend day. Reach out to some friends you have not talked to in a while.

Working on a song.

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Brilliance in Movement Brilliance in Movement

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symbols from the driveway
‘Brilliance in Movement’

Finding the Courage to Look at the Root of the Behavior
Part 1. Becoming isolated.
They all went away/ As you climb through age/ I’ll give them a break/ Although the outcomes the same/ Already ran away/ Blown everything/ Grow in my head/ Raise me down/ Leave me alone/ Flown/ Down/ I can barely breathe/ Lost everything/ I’ve already begun/ Well huh, wings across my lungs/ House in your mind/ Grown to liking/ Thrown to my head/ Stones come down/ Just leave me alone/ Flown/ Down/ How’s it going?/ How long it’s been?/ How are my sins?/ Don’t need anything?/ Frown on my right/ Long as skylight/ Blown so it might/ You’re my disgrace/ Discovered in some old tapes I just found/ Don’t wait long/ Flown, flown, flown, down/ Flown, flown, flown, flown, flown/ Not one.

Part 2. The act.
Your behavior, you’re the caretaker, I’m young/ Time for the aggressor, you’re the blame maker, I’m thrown/ Down the rain pours, for now and ever, I’m home/ Taste the enigma/ Rules maybe ruined/ Own the blame. . ./ Leads me back here/ Words/ Words/ Fit of anger, woven like creature, hits home/ Run to the neighbor, fall in displeasure, alone/ Return to my head, part of my future, as one/ One last measure, marks from leather, atone/ Taste the enigma/ Rules maybe ruined/ Own the blame. . ./ Leads me back here/ It’s not me/ A smell will trigger, back to danger, return/ Dreams will rewire, long dark nightmare, remain/ Greet the anger, silent screamer, reframe/ Words re-enter, shame reminder, my pain/ Turn the page now, find your distance, start now/ Try to focus, reigns the presence, right now/ Tame the emotions, stare at the ocean, stay now/ Time will remember, learn its motions, be one.

Part 3. Insidious dream #17.
One, one good night/ Then every turn/ Though not to be blind/ Nothing holds my tongue/ “Come around the hill, son/ Will him Happy Birthday.”/ Be quiet shutting the door/ It hurts me every way/ Try to make sense, mourn/ Can’t anything be wrong?/ How can he be torn?/ Be torn/ Be torn/ It’s only me/ Oh, my will/ Down to St. Vincent’s to chill/ I’m kneeling down to pray/ Don’t you ridicule me as I lay/ My pain, I’m drained/ . . .remains/ Oh, I’ve changed/ I’m game/ Return to seventeen. . . seventeen. . . seventeen/ That’s all that remains/ I differ remembering, I don’t remember eighteen/ That’s all that remains/ Try to make sense, mourn/ Can’t anything be wrong?/ How can he be torn?/ With everything/ Everything/ It’s not just me/ It’s only me/ Down to the train/ Nothing can remain/ “Oh, don’t forget about me!/ Or at least worship me.”/ “You’re on my chain/ You’ll always be mine.”/ Oh, seventeen/ Severe me/ “Oh, don’t forget about me.”/ Since seventeen/ It may seem so strange/ Not me/ Rolling wind/ Beckon for/ Forever more/ Wretched town/ Enter the dream/ It’s not been seen since seventeen/ Shallow remains/ Follow the name/ Melt in the brain/ The light is my pain/ . . . lather and drain/ Chant the name/ I’m taken to. . ./ I’m sent to seventeen/ Seventeen/ I’ve got my own damn name/ Seventeen/ Oh, Seventeen/ That’s all that remains/ I am unforeseen. . ./ Seventeen. . ./ I’m on a methadone dream/ Since seventeen/ Try to make sense, mourn/ Can’t anything be wrong?/ How can he be torn?/ Be torn/ With everything/ It’s not just me/ I’m going to the train/ Heading to the great unknown/ I look inside/ No one else on this train/ I sit and cry/ As the motion jerks/ Sending me off/ To move on/ Into the dark.

An Empath Translating Emotions into Words While Sitting at the LAX
I'm a baby-boom child/ Delayed in my carbon style/ I don't know what that means/ Learn that textile scream/ I'm a million loans/ But they say I'm enriched in deeds/ I'm a L.A. line/ Though living dead is on my side/ That would rather sound mean/ But I'm on a limited speed/ Oh wreck the scenes/ But nothing remains/ Oh, apparently/ Our time is left in seeds/ Like the morning light/ What a point to let out of your sight/ Fall on me, I won't mind/ That is where we'll lean/ How long 'til light/ Fireside/ Coming around, around to prey/ Buy any living grin/ Well, we are barely ever seen/ An unraveling teen in pain/ Where we dare not cut through the scenes/ Never really loved/ But I know how to fit like a glove/The magazine with all my lines/ Rolling through the drain/ I would have your mind/ Search through your empty genes/ A laughter with more lines/ But I love when the victim sings/ Work it to the line in time/ I'm rising into this fu**ed up fallacy/ Oh why don't you go away/ What are you doing?/ Why you have to do it to me?/ To me, to me, to me/ Wrong side, wrong night/ So suffer through me/ Wrong side, wrong night/ So suffer through me.

Despair and Shame Cycles
Instrumental

Fearful and Tired – Driving Long Distance on a Cold Night
Return to the fallen moonlight, receive/ Revolving moments facing shadows beyond the trees/ Move beyond the winter landscape, holidays/ Expecting signs of snow drifts along the way/ I’m so glad you came to find your name/ There’s much time to drink and rest your pain/ The ride will sure to relive the sorrows you enslave/ I’ll be there to whisper words, to remain/ The depths of your path narrow to walks/ The age of innocence is no longer taught/ Wanting a light to mind yourself in dullen skies/ Makes the morning fog, forgetting the decline/ Fearful and tired/ Return and lie/ A long sigh/ A sad mind/ Carrying you in the light/ Slow down/ Absorb it all/ Remember the moments before you die/ Driving thru the night for relief/ Oceans come alive in the freezing night/ Tired and alone by the crashing sea/ Return to your body and be received/ Rest your tired soul and come back with me/ Echoes in the night are complete/ Calm down and you surely will believe/ Wake up your tired soul and reprieve.

Finding Your Way Through this Mess
Part 1. A celebration of figuring it all out… sort of.
Long ways/ Do lie young/ What remains. . ./ Tonight/ Bring this song and laugh so soon/ What brings this face so long/ I won’t be amazed/ At the fall of your tongue/ No dreams?/ This wish is thin/ What is left. . ./ What remains?/ I remember every moment/ I take my place/ And when I feel like running/ To familiar face/ Knowing nothing. . .nowhere/ No one asked how you’re feeling/ I can’t, I won’t start living/ I won’t self-hide/ Every celebration. . ./ Everybody gives your life away/ Every now I’ll say how you’re feeling/ You will never say that to me/ No way/ Never, no way/ And maybe. . ./ There is no way/ A place/ To hide/ Nowhere/ To cry/ Cold day/ Your Pain/ Away/ Your shame/ Over here, over there but anything, no way/ Nowhere. . . there is no other day to lay/ Don’t let yourself kill the feeling that is going through you/ Found it in some rainbow that occurred and now I’m going through you/ And I’m gone/ Crystal ball.

Part 2. Realizing I see and feel the outcome as it’s beginning.
Instrumental

Part 3. Letting it all go.
Instrumental

Part 4. A sacrifice we all face.
Lately I have not been feeling myself/ I don’t feel like living here/ There’s no other line to hold on/ In the morning light I feel you/ I won’t say I know how you are living/ I won’t materialize; my body is no good/ I am already leaning/ My fingers still home to the bone/ I won’t even recognize. . . to say goodbye.

The Feeling You get Upon Enlightenment
We all dream/ On the back as teens/ What woke in me/ When I got off my knees/Hold my hands and my head/ I’m unseen/ Oh, velveteen/ Move on in our lives/ All restless inside/ Move my head in my hands/ Some dream/ Love so you will win/ That’s where I’ve been/ Moving my own eyes/ Long road ahead in my head/ Well, so lean/ Joined the U.S. Marines/ Down to the canteen/ Oh that killed the dreams/ Roll my eyes back of my head/ Move my eyes/ No bedroom dreams/ In the college scene/ Well into the routine/ Ground my mind in my head/ In my thirties/ A child with a grin/ And where have you been?/ A soul has been seen/ Rest our eyes, love be wed/ Valentine/ Welcome to the dream/ Hope, enjoy the wine/ Moves every verse/ How long we’ll go, I’ve no care/ Be true/ Be true/ All our lives/ We kept the ties/ Every now and then/ I go back to the dream/ Wind in my eyes and my head/ Seventeen/ What does it mean?/ All reached its size/ All kept inside/ Move in my life with my hands/ In between/ It’ll be contained/ A world imagining/ Praising John Lennon/ Driving with the sun on my head/ Watch, you see/ What you dream/ Wealth, not what you need/ On a mountain scene/ Hold your hands above your head/ How you see/ How it will be/ Hold on to those dreams/ Live within your means/ All in your head and begin/ Your turn/ Your turn.

Strange Days Ahead – Moving Forward
Instrumental

Coming on strong.

Still Tweaking. Confident that this will come out February 14, 2022.

Tweaking the songs right now.