(subtitled- World at your feet)

In youthful daze proud princes don pyrite crowns
freshly studded with zirconias
and in a blinding display of arrogance
draw swords
and thrust thier points to the the eyes of God

but alas they snare only affray for seemly paradise
for omniscient eyes saw no point
but side stepped and yelled the one decree
sonic boom pulses through creation

divine voice of infintie matter(s) hurtles to earth
smashing crystal spheres
as too, the dellusions of angels
resonating with the vibrations of every soul

they shift the spheres and tiers of our conscious
cellestial kalidescopes are poetry in motion
converging on several themes
and mirrored in vast oceans
of people .... so it seems

subtley and inticately woven
in the material world of everyday living
which manufactures a thin vale
we choose not to fully tear away

Instead we struggle to put our fingers in our ears
and at the same time shake our fists at the sky
because we heard the simple truth of that decree
"You know who you are, why then forget who you ... could be"

Our memories are indeed iffy
but never our origin
just sometimes we get a little too cheeky
and end up a bit red faced also

Many times I've seen double vision
from the blows I receive
til wrath can easy divide my will completely
                                   id
shaken I lose my id and feel left to just take a dive
So this day I aim to dive into your pearly harbor
where I find you in the depths
clinging to the debris of saphire kingdoms torn asunder

Now I speak in terms quite plain- for you
for you once proded me to stir-
so now "I am" awake-
and inviting you to follow

back up my opalescent stream of consciousness
until we both again stand on the shore-
collecting messages in bottles
drifting by the by
while I pray my stratagems
do not slip through my sticky fingers

I remember all is not lost, we just need to revise our plan
within the jade walls of crumbled bunkers
that are nestled deep beneath the structure of cognition
like a fortified city that the left hand bombards
with mortar shells
while the "right" hand slaps more mortar in the gap

lets rebuild together
but when you put another brick in my wall
do it not to create a barrier between us
but to edify me instead

Then I will take you in
and you will see your brother has no glare-
though I do attempt to shine
that you may see the reflection of a fathers love in me
Despite that I am truely pale and at times sickly
for drafting the wine of the world so long

we all long to be amongst kin
and just sometimes sit in quiet
and since you have the same eyes as me
that is... the eyes to see
I ask you overlook my apathy and ignorance

Then if you also have the ears to hear
you'll understand when I say
"thanks for the violin-
and here is your kite"

lets just enjoy each others presence
and take of these treasures with ease-
but you may also go your own way....
should that be what you please ?/!


(Final note... I have been told in the past by a few ppl from USA that the term "cheeky" was unclear to them, I guess this means its only used in Aust unless I'm wrong again lol... but anyway it means to be rude or a smart a$$. I guess coming from the phrase tongue in cheek. Hope that makes sense)