Thursday, February 28, 2013

Falling In Way Too Deep


It's about 3 in morning 
Try to catch some sleep
Just sitting here thinking
 Falling in way to deep

Is it worth trying fo
rIs it  worth enriching the poor
Is it worth fighting for
 Or let slip, and watch it fall to the floor 

I gotta find a way
Gotta keep trying
Gotta keep this route 
Cause others slip, and many of them are dying 

Many of them are dying 
Many of them are dying 

Oh! Stop this senseless nonsense
It doesn't pay rent
 It doesn't rise you above
It isn't heaven sent 
All this constant rambling, babbling, and circling around 
Gonna set you through the walls, gonna put you in the ground

I Hid


I hid where the light shines and can't find me
I let the darkness roll in and bind me
I let the false thoughts control despite of me
And now I fall into obscurity silently

I'm stuck in the murk and I can't find my way
I'm stuck with solitude and he's here to stay
Like quick sand it swollowed and turned to clay
Oh Lord come near and take me away!

I Wonder About Super Heroes


Sometimes I wonder
Wonder about the heroes 
Were they born with lightning and thunder 
And destined to always conquer foes

Did Superman walk before he flew
 Was he weak way before he knew
He could left cars with the curl of a finger
And save the world 

Troubles (Lyrics; kind of dark but I still hope to accompany it with a solid tune)

 It's the final stretch
Try to catch my breath
But the troubles keep taking me away

Thrown into tomorrow and forgetting about today
 But I know there's solace, I know I'll find a way

So tell me your still there
Tell me your the one, the man upstairs
So tell me, you still hear us
Tell me, you still answer our prayers

Approaching the finish line
But caught in the fog malign 
And the creatures still haunt these empty streets

Preaching their self worth
Preaching their faulty girth
And tearing me, carrying me away

So tell me, your still there
Tell me you still care
And tell me you will come down
And tell me I'm not lost and still found

It's hard to think about these empty streets 
It's hard to think there's more victory than lone defeats
It's hard to think theres still a way and that something as good as you is here to stay
I still got a lot to learn and my soul and heart yearns
For the wisdom of life to rise above rise above the strife

If I Have You


Perhaps if all the fires loose their ember
I'd still have a picture to remember
 Perhaps if the sun cease to shine
I'd still have a light that would only be mine
Perhaps if all the homes were to crumble
I'd have a treasure to keep from the ruble
 Perhaps if the blue sky were to fall
I'd still have stars to fill it all
Perhaps if the floor beneath were to loose it's upward force
I'd have wings to take off and take my own course
Perhaps my heart is beginning to fail or dwindle
But if I have yours, I may continue happily, even if it's just a little

Just Go


If you stop moving, the enemy surely got you beat
You gotta trudge, push straight through the sludge
And if you're lucky, those golden gates you'll meet
And if you are victorious, with the gods you'll have your seat

Who Do You Think You Are? My Last Retort


Who do think you are to down grade  a human being
Just because they believe in a greater all knowing  being
Who do you think you are to say that they can't learn
Just because you lack an understanding in charity so firm
You've built up your knowledge in science 
You even made logic your only alliance
And yet you say your a well rounded individual 
When you lack the ability to pull a full visual
See while you preach and teach and use a pretentious speech
Of logic and empirical data
You got happy individuals making money off of heavenly art saying "hey, see you lata!" 

Edison is one of them
Yeah I know he's a man of science 
But I know he also had an illogical experience
He sought to make the light bulb practical, to put it in every home
But you wouldn't even think for a second "that looney is on his own"
Why? Because he already succeeded And a new invention he created 
But he didn't create, he found a way, and that way he employed 
Cause even science says "neither energy or mass can be created or destroyed"

But obviously God is way to hard to believe
And the idea of harnessing light is obviously a lot easier to perceive
 Now if we say that Edison found a way and put it to use
 Do you think we can find a way in GodDon't tell me, you choose 

You see, all scientists are crazy until they choose to succeed
And humans are all atheist till they choose to believe
But you know I'm not trying to convince you 
So stop your crying now, here's a tissue
Cause I know you've made a wise assumption in assuming I am a believer
And with that illogical schema you shut your eyes and claim I'm human's deceiver
But it's funny cause I don't think imperical data or logic are included in the definition of "assume" 
But ignore that point and let the pointless corrections of my basic knowledge of science resume

So you know what, I'm going to stop talking
Cause I already know this irrelevant argument your caulking
 But in all honesty, I mean no disrespect
I don't mean to belittle but I mean to correct
I believe in God, and I can understand your view
But what I don't understand is why God believers have to avoid arrogant people like you 
You see, if I can understand your philosophies
You should be able to understand mine
But instead every time I speak of God, not to you, you whine
You lack the audacity to see beyond the logical line
And you use it as an excuse to forget to be kind
But I just think that your upset that believing in God, I can start
And at the same time I can understand science and still be smart

Our Choice


I wanna know why the world is shadowed in doubt
Why the world claims knowledge but still ignorance it shouts
Why people give up
Why people show up
 Like fakes and make less than satisfied lives because it works

Life isn't supposed to just work
It was supposed to run
To hit the stars and rise with the morning sun 
To shock and appall
 To unite and and stand tall

But like the Beatles I see all "the lonely people, where do they come from?"
They come from among the the songs not sung
The dreams not given time to ignite
The values that they did not fight for

And then the same people tell people like me to sit down and shut up
To get with life and grow up
That a beautiful life is a fictional story
And then they step up and rise on their mediocre glory

But I don't care anymore.
 I know life has a lot more in store
And now I am going make a demand 
That instead staying down and watching things hit the fan
I'll stand up and be a man
Not necessarily because I will be great
But that someone great will see
And see that I was me, and decide to be
And not be late and begin the road they were meant to persevere 
So they can see my mistakes and figure the same will happen but not have any fear 
That one more tear is the motivation to go on one more year
I believe in these things and when I look I see hope

But according to some people, these dreams belong in a fictional book. 

But they don't matter
I rather lose trying to be something
Than not play and subside to being nothing

A Slightly Humorous Reflection of Anxiety


Tell me how much I fear
Tell me all the horrible things I want to hear
Tell me I'm bad, tell me I'm sad
Tell me that I'm too fat 

Tell me I'm worthless and not worth a dime
Tell me if I try I'll lose every time
Tell me I'm numb,tell me I'm dumb
Make up the chances to put me zero to none

Here I go, here I go again
In my head, never gonna ever win
In a circle, spin me to delirium
Shake me down, and fill with me helium

Now float in the air
No destination
Only hesitation
Procrastination 
Retardation 
Abstention 
Accommodation 
Suffocation 
Affixation 
Affliction

Oh here I go here I go again
With a Obnoxious sense of tedious allocution
 Got to stop got to stop on the spot
But how do I do it?
It seems I forgot!

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Man's Scientific Process

Assumptions, facts, questions, thoughts, answer
No: facts, assumptions, questions, thoughts, answer
No: assumptions, answer, questions, thoughts, facts
No: drop all of them, except for thoughts and assumptions and never put the others back
That is the day we live in 
That is the poor joy we've taken 
This is what we've chosen to lack
This is who we are, under our own attack
I assume I'm right, therefore I am 
I have a thought, therefore I can
Rather than I read facts therefore I know
And I question assumptions therefore grow
I have a thought, and I have an assumption 
I have a fact there for I claim absolution 
Instead of I have a thought questioned by fact 
Therefore I have no assumption only truthful acts
I am right, and I am right 
Therefore I have facts, and the facts are right 
Instead of I assume to be wrong, because I do not know everything
And facts are not absolute therefore I should claim nothing
Even in science theory is the highest law 
And laws are a guide line, not a definite call of default
It is not a topic of eternity because of the omit of anything contradictory 
But a method and products of ways proven true 
Not given the method and products for things not even taken into view
Yeah, yeah, yeah. But what about laws! 
laws are proven correct only because of its tested theory
And a theory is proven correct as soon as its tested by its law
So we learn that everything is solidified and vindicated through its test 
Not everything just is and will and always will be because of ignorance's educated guess 
So what we know should always be tried
As well as we try because of the things that we already know
I don't care if walking has always has gotten me there
Once I hit a body of water I better prepare
Once my foot hits that unsteady substance 
I now know that my present knowledge and the real fact are at incongruence 
But most people are likely to hit the water 
And now suffocate and in their lungs feel its influence 
Rather than try a boat and avoid being Pride's martyr 
No matter how hard I try
I may never convince
No matter how much palatable evidence 
I provide it will seldom be given admittance 
But what I can do now
Is what others can never do later
Give the unproven it's time 
And see the inevitable be created
As myself, the Creator