19
May
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im a wanna-be
baby im a wanna-be
oh sweetie
im a wanna-be mrs you
im a wanna-be better half
oh heck
just a wanna-be your other half
im a wanna-be
baby im a wanna-be
oh sweetie
let me be
please let me be mrs you
cus i wanna-be
i wanna-be
your inspiration
and i wanna-be
your muse
i wanna-be
your warm shoulder
i wanna-be mrs you
im a wanna-be
babe im a wanna-be
oh sweetie
its something we both see
im a wanna-be mrs you
with a little house
and a little yard
and a few kids
and a love no one else has
but me and you
im wanna-be
im a wanna-be mrs you
oh sweetie cant you see
i cant wait no more
this is meant to be
i wanna-be mrs you
16
May
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be careful
when breaking free
from a path
not to simply walk another
often new paths
are the same dirt
in different shade
in vain attempt to become separate
we become equal
be careful
when climbing
a new mountain
not to simply grasp at rocks
often new mountains
have the same valleys
on the other side
in vain attempt to escape
we remain
be careful
when swimming new rivers
not to simply dive straight in
often new rivers
flow the same water
at different speeds
in vain attempt to hide
we remain in sight
be careful
when making new decisions
often new choices
hide the same evil
in a different form
in vain attempt to set right
we remain wrong
8
May
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this life
its not what i thought itd be
the plan i laid out for me
seems to be
an intricate set of pipe dreams
the path i chose for me
turned out over grown with weeds
safely keeping me
from who i thought id be
washed away my glee
giving me the feeling
of failing
when really
i am winning
really
i was given
so much more than i dreamed
really
i was given
the ability to break free
to stretch my knees
to be who i am meant to be
not what i assumed i was trapped to be
really this life is not what i thought itd be
really i can hardly remember the life i laid out for me
really its far from what my feeble eyes can see
really
i am free
8
May
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big men
with big guns
and big heads
and bigger egos
they rule the earth
at risk of sounding hippie
lets have love with the earth
i dont mean
by any means
"go green"
this is not a commercial
this is not a marketing strategy
although trash cans do have a real purpose
that the ground should not fulfill
i mean lets have love with the earth
lets smell the flower
and look past the thorns
lets see the tree
and look past the moss
lets taste the apple
and look past the dirt
sickness being largely psychological
our bodies designed to withstand
lets have love with the earth
stop being so money green driven
and be truth green driven instead
oh i sound like a hippie
so what?
maybe they were onto something
maybe the massive wave of the 60s
wasnt a purely psychedelic trend
maybe a guitar and the earth
is all we need
maybe love is all we need
lets hold hands
lets sit round the fire
lets eat fish weve fished
and roots weve picked
lets sing songs
bout love and truth
bout faith and hope
bout peace
bout youth
bout joy
lets roam
and never settle
lets have love with the earth
why hate?
why shoot?
when we can love
6
May
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two sides of a man
the Good
and the Evil
speculate of a third
the Ugly
but perhaps the third, however
is nothing more than the Conflict
the poor soul caught in between
the reformed man
striving for excellence
ever failing
the Good
the Bad
the Conflict
i am neither good nor bad
good thoughts
yet bad actions
bad thoughts
and good actions
good thoughts
and good actions
bad thoughts
bad actions
how often do they fall in line with one another?
how often do i think Good
and Good is produced?
how often do i think Bad
and Bad is produced?
let your yes be yes
and your no be no
in Mathew 5:37
in James 5:12
im told
i dont listen
i fail again
the Good
the Bad
the Conflict
how to get the Conflict resolved
Jesus
sounds sorta silly
sounds a little "churchy"
maybe even "preachy"
but Jesus
Conflict turns Good
with Jesus
because of Jesus
thanks to Jesus
thank you, Jesus
so Conflict is Ugly
ugly
nonuniform
warty
rude
indecisive
the Good — Jesus
the Bad — the serpent
the Ugly — the conflict