The loom of mind.

Time is nothing but fiber
it is nothing but a cluster fuck of potentiality
possible outcomes shaved off the backs of sheep
maybes, could be's and can be's crunched up and ground down
to a thick cottage cheese soup of colors and dyes

anything that could happen and will happen
is bleached out and cotton ginned
it is deseeded and cleaned
with a mixture of probably and should be
the raw material of time is possibility
your brain the loom
weaving, twisting and sewing
intertwining
taking possibility
and creating experience
every moment that passes
is just woven from a shit-soup of anything

The clammer quantum physics mixed with a hint of Allister.

Controlling your life
is simple
the placebo effect

Why doesn't everybody believe in this?
Why do doctors even use placebos?

If you didn't really have he ability to control your own universe, then why is there a such thing as placebos? And cancer clinics for that matter. I don't know if you know this but i am happy.

I am truly, honestly happy
and i have enjoyed where my life has taken me so far
I have enjoyed every step of the way
and i have lived every experience to its fullest ((in my mind) everybody has their own ideas of "fullest")

There have been lows
and there have been highs

I have not failed to experience anything
and i have not turned on the "autopilot"

So why is it so hard for people to believe that they can control, if not maneuver their own reality. Their own universe.
Besides, don't we all live in separate universes anyway?
Meaning: I see things differently than you
I see things differently than anybody
I perceive reality to be what i can see, through my eyes and what i can sense in all my other connections to this world. I have created a road map of my universe and what i think that it looks like, what i think of the ways i see things. We all are our own cartographers. We all are our own philosophers. We all are our own scientists and theologists.

I am no more right than you.

Or...... Am i?

The placebo effect at work.

I have taken a pill. This pill will ultimately lead to happiness. This pill will open up my eyes to a lot of new circumstances. I must take these circumstances and experiences as they come and always learn from them. Knowing full well that the addition and the multiplication of these happenings will eventually one day lead to my ultimate happiness. And if i may find happiness in the search, and if i may find happiness in the struggle and experience. And if i may find happiness in the worst of times. If i can remain high spirited throughout my life as it wanders and meanders through time, then the placebo will kick in. And i will be free.

Whats your frequency?

Kennith is laying next to me and
his lips are moving
about the government situation
his jaw is flapping and I hear nothing
he is taking apart the English language
and pasting it together again
he is a montage of video clips
from world war three
or four
"What war?"

I say with a twist
with just enough wit
"War is all in your head
and here laying
Kennith you're dead.
Hows that for a god damn rhyme?
a god damn mind fucking rhyme, Kennith!"

"My heads on fire and it hurts when I piss, Kennith
call a doctor and tell him to get a clue
when he's tapping your knee and the priest is inside you"
it's belief in miracles
that gives America its trust
that gives America it oil, wealth and comfort
Go colts!

"And I'm excited Kennith,
I know the meaning of life
it is sad and tried and true
Kennith its horrible and I
shouldn't tell you
because when the levee breaks
from over your head
you have nothing left to grab
just your neighbor's old photo albums
just somebody else's belongings
so take your big screen
and take your wife by the hand
kiss her while you can
because I know the meaning of life Kennith
I know

Hows that for a god damn rhyme?
a god damn mind fucking rhyme Kennith!"

Hangovers in a world without inspiration, love, care, responsibility. And really, nobody learns anything.

What is the use?

This morning started out with potential
But I will do no good
I will not change anything today

It is bad enough for me to think that?
Is the whole world thinking that?
Or, rather do they not think at all
androids
flipping switches and screws
uninspired to change the world
or change anything anymore

the government is tracking your process
and keeping a database
on OSX... of course

The blacksmith is no longer black
and the silver smith isn't much of a smith
the cobbler makes software
to exploit young children
far far away
as long as you're detached

as long as you are not the one dropping the salvages of food
strung by parachutes
down to the starving countries
as long as you don't see the tears of the mothers
breaking down
with no way out

with no razorblades to end it all
without a cliff or a stitch of rope
these are the people
that want to drink your six dollar latte
and see how incredible it tastes when consumed with your four dollar apple scone
frosted with the sweetened mothers milk of a hard working lower class
stable boy
who is honest
who loves his friends
and who shops at wall mart for all his new baby clothes

the world stops
and the string quits the vibration
the easy fabric of black matter unwinds
lets loose its grip
Andromeda turns around and in it goes

Mother Mary
is sitting on a pile of reeds
and you step up for a taste
all she needs is a few drinks and a few hundred dollars
much too fun for just one person
so you step up
and no, not technically
it's not rape
there's consent

Girls gone wild for your briefcase
when tomorrow comes they'll steal your shoes
and take pictures of your favourite celeb

so tomorrow when you wake up
i hope you don't think
and i wish you the worst
there's unlimited possibilities and i hope you chose wrong
because your country has already chosen for you.