not as open as i used to be
to the universal energy
closing myself physically
limits me emotionally
as the body ages
shut downs come in stages
and it seems outrageous
i would let it happen
when i know
how the energy flows
as posture turns inward
energy stops flowing
everything is shut out
the body stops growing
and the mind stops knowing
how the wind is blowing
everything is showing
energy is glowing
but the eyes start closing
as posture turns inward
and the eyes stop seeing
everything's connected
the senses stop feeling
all the energy
that flows through everything
endlessly repeating
a cosmic heart beating
past infinity
and eternity
right through you and me...
but i am not as aware of it momentarily...
for i am not as open as i used to be...
and to be continued...
at least hopefully
everybody has one, even if we never know,
everybody has one, we can think it doesn't show,
but it shows and shows and shows
and even if we never know...
who is your moriarty?...
who is your nemesis,
the spy who loved you...
the victim of your poison kiss,
the one who owned you...
the one for whom you sold your soul,
who is your moriarty?...
the only one who can make you whole...
and you think got over it,
you got over it like the sail gets over the wind,
you got over it, way over it,
like the saint who says he never sinned,
you got over it, so way over it,
like the white man loved the indians,
you got over it, easy over it,
like the answer to when life begins...
so sure,
we're all so sure,
we disagree,
we all agree we disagree,
the ways of the people are gone
and we all carry on...
the ways of the people are gone,
and we all carry on...
until the end of time,
that was the promise of your rhyme...
until the end of time,
you don't have to remember,
it's your history...
until the end of time,
that was the method of the crime...
until the end of time,
the truth is there for posterity,
for eternity,
for all to see
who can see...
everybody has one,
the secret we never tell,
everybody has one,
even if it doesn't sell,
it still sells and sells and sells
and even if we never tell...
who is your moriarty?...
who is your babylon,
the love of your love...
the one you never understood,
but always wanted...
the one to whom you gave your all,
who is your moriarty?...
the only one who can make you fall...
the one you would die for,
the one you live for,
the reason you carry on,
the one who haunts you,
the one who taunts you,
even when all hope is gone,
the one you run to
when you dream of love
in the middle of the night,
the one who killed you,
the one who saves you,
the one you want to be your light...
your moriarty...
the one who greys the black and white...
your moriarty...
the voice you want to hear say
your last good night...
even though nobody beats the beatles
as if cuteness was not a crime
a friend asked me once upon a time
do hornets like donuts?
what what's that, i said
gathering my head
sniffing about like
a hound
do hornets like donuts?
that's what she said
whatever could have been
going through her head
do hornets like donuts?
let's hope they do
at least more than me
koo koo ka chooo
do hornets like donuts...
do hornets like donuts?
do hornets like, donuts?
do hornets like donuts?
that is so Seuss
a thought in a noose
daring to hang
around
this is not Seuss
with meter too loose
daring to mock
a sound
what is this then
a poem of zen?
about what it's not
to be found
if hornets like donuts
then wasps might resign
to dine with an ant
on a mound
and somebody else asked does it astound?
as if the animaniacs themselves
were not profound
lol... yeah, oh yeah, the reason you are there, the reason you can hear, the reason you are here... yeah, yeah, yeah, as you become aware, as sight comes to the stare, as you overcome fear, everything becomes clear, oh yeah, yeah, yeah... and all you need is love... cuz... and all you need is love... cuz... and all you need is love... cuz... nobody beats the beatles... what's that?...
nobody beats the beatles ©2013
oh?... well, the fact is that anyone who experienced the beatles phenomenon (and by experienced, i mean are you experienced? i mean did not let fear or anything else block the experience from effecting your affect or affecting your experience of life in the body you inhabited at the time) was not the same as they were before the experienced the beatles phenomenon cuz nobody beats the beatles... what's that?...
nobody beats the beatles ®
and when you're down, and when you're out, and when you're in, and when you doubt, and when you're mum, and when you shout, and when you're up, when you're about, what you're about, you are about, how you're about, you are about, where you're about, you are about, why you're about, you are about, you are about, you are about... cuz nobody beats the beatles,,, what's that?...
nobody beats the beatles ℗
and in the end... nobody beats the beatles... what's that?...
nobody beats the beatles™
what's that?... nobody beats the beatles © ® ℗ ™
what's that?... nobody beats the beatles © ® ℗ ™
what's that?... nobody beats the beatles © ® ℗ ™
what's that?... nobody beats the beatles © ® ℗ ™
people are coming and going
rushing somewhere all the time
how many of them are knowing
why
people pass by out my window
pushing on to get ahead
always the same where they end up
dead
don't let me bring you down now
life is a beautiful thing
i just wish you stopped to notice
sing
oh sing from your heart
and tell me your life
tell me your dreams
and how you really feel
oh sing from your soul
and tell me your story
what really matters
and what is real
people are standing in doorways
hiding from the sun or rain
how many of you are hiding
pain
people are standing in shadows
watching the games others play
how many of you are lonely
today
don't let me bring you down now
i just want to give you hope
a hand if you are falling
rope
people there is something better
than chasing material dreams
rushing past what really matters
you miss the point of life, it seems
you know you take nothing with you
when your time comes and you must go
so what do you do to define you
when you're gone, how will we know?
don't let me bring you down now
i just want you to mean something
take this moment to matter
sing
oh sing from your heart
and tell me your life
tell me your dreams
and how you really feel
oh sing from your soul
and tell me your story
what really matters
and what is real
for so many years i found intimacy everywhere
someone always wanted me
was it just because i was more out there
or was i more desirable back then
who knows, honestly
if you knew me then
then you knew
i was too sexy for this world
i had to fatten up
so now my naked body makes you
want to throw up
i was too sexy for this world
rather than drive you mad
i learned to slouch and pout a lot
and how to look sad
i did it so you could resist me
ask anyone who's ever kissed me
they couldn't let go
every woman my ho
every man felt inadequate
(i'm not full of it)
i was too sexy for this world
i had to fatten up
so now my naked body makes you
want to throw up
i was too sexy for this world
rather than drive you mad
i learned to slouch and pout a lot
and how to look sad
now you don't have to thank me
you probably don't even know what i did for you
these may be moot points after all
you probably don't even believe this is true
but if i didn't do what i did you'd all be out of your minds
just go on with your lives and leave this silly story behind
gotta be kind
don't be too sexy for this world
you gotta fatten up
so your naked body makes you
want to throw up
don't be too sexy for this world
it will drive us all mad
learn how to slouch and pout a lot
and how to look sad
come on sing it out
i was too sexy for this world
i had to fatten up
so now my naked body makes you
want to throw up
i was too sexy for this world
rather than drive you mad
i learned to slouch and pout a lot
and how to look sad
