Points to love

Lead us in the direction towards a more peaceful existence.

Webhaven

Here we are, only for a moment.

Bang bang your head

bang bang your head
what it must be like
to like nothing
like nobody likes me
I know it's all of great importance
like what's close and free
bang bang this thread
come and look see
that never really existed, didn't to me
left only ruins of what never was
but how could you just be
just because
I need you to see, for myself
it's always about me
the imaginable for the taking
the waiting for giving
forgiving but faking
bang bang so red
maybe this maybe that
just maybe you're crazy
claim you're now so deep into peace
a childhood so hazy
not enough skinned knees
the protector was working
is what was believed
inviting the devil to do as he pleased
knowledge comes by falling, not
being propped on the lap of disease
bang bang you're fed
the days go on
more sadly than quickly
with eyes stitched so neatly
and face looking sickly, you see
to those that follow, I can tell it this way
my heart was wide open and I let in a stray
the rewards of time go to those who use it
I must take this road, experience
makes it easier to choose it
the beat has stopped, the music ended
life has speeded my head can be mended
later, it's much later than we think
the world around us continues to sink
again the sun rises, it's a new day
bang bang
go away

Dark protector

The dark protector has the enormous task of watching over and
caring for what the naked eye can't see or chooses to ignore.

I don't shock easy

In life there's nothing that truly shocks me. Maybe this has nothing much to do with life but today Adobe bought Macromedia. I guess the news just caught me a little bit off guard. Needless to say, I was wide awake when I first read it but could hardly believe my eyes. What does all this mean? Who knows, maybe there's a possibility of foes coming together in the real world. After all, with great software we can create any world imagined.

Photography dreams

photography dreams, photography dreams
I'm having photography dreams
the rain is shooting down
huge frogs, three in all
big and green, call one gigantic
one is just plain tall
standing on benches, we're all on two legs
seems a little high and close to the edge
I'm stepping back
my coat is drenched in red
from berries stirred in a big pot
of iron and black
laughing animals, first one
on a surface of wet stone
curled up in laughter, then two
not from a zoo
but from the wild in outback zone
seems fitting, could be
finally looking down
someone small tugging at me
the circus has arrived
I want to get this photo
more little people coming closer I see
then comes the shout
if you want to take pictures, take them now
I forget the flash for I snap in a hurry
in order to compose
I find somewhere to rest and bypass the flurry
ushering me from my seat
some circus members must be off their feet
I do have this photo of an insect with great hair
I notice a large lifeless moth, as I make my way clear
from the area, the journey continues
to a circus like ride, seems so hot and so fast
screaming boys dive in alongside plump chickens while they cluck
making their way through a maze like contraption, for cooking
maybe used to pluck, zipping right then left
with no chance of getting stuck
another parallel scene has come into being
a child wants his picture taken for a younger me
activity is all encircling, confusion sets in
another small child diverts all attention away
from the main event of someone fleeing
the chase is on, stop thief
the race across the subway tracks
shouting officer, officer give up an ear
there he goes, right over there
he grabbed my camera bag
it all happened so fast and like it began
the race has become the past
I run him down, no place to turn
for him there's nowhere to run
for me I see wide open fields
as I still have my photography dreams