Break Time!!!!

Readers,

As you may or may not have guessed, I'm taking a slight break from my usual stream of drivel to focus on my upcoming book "Navigational Chart". Also I'm looking into publishers for my first, "Kid, I Like It!" and second "Preoccupation With Death."

I know this may disappoint some readers, but alas, the creative struggle enlists the help of another combatant. I also have to get more readership out of this thing before it keels on me, which wouldn't be good by any stretch!

In the meantime, I'll be pelting you fine kiddos with random and sporadic updates on the publishing ponzi scheme and some selections from "Navigational Chart".

Very Respectfully,
"El Rey De Los Zorros"

The Clearing

You came
Out of the woods, now you think its clear
The coast, as you feel so far from there
The times of the troubles
The moment of fear
Feels like the balls dropped, man, it's your year
The uncertainty of everything that came your way
Is replaced by the glory of this new day
I'm just saying that, but what do I mean?
Waiting for the other shoe to drop? No it's not what it seems!
You meet clearing in the forest on up ahead
The wolves are away from you, they think you're dead
But you just started living
Decisions, and making your bed
Preparations for success are reparations for failure
So I guess that makes you just a little bit better
Than you started out
But you're back in the woods, and
You're back to go ahead and settle the score
Though it's done differently than it was before
You cut a path through the forest that you know is yours
You trust the beating of your heart over all that chatters
Trust your instinct and you soul, it's all that matters
Anybody can handle the test of time
But it takes a strong individual to take his mind
Off the power he's gained from adversity and uncertainty

Things We Find In The Morning

So hard to find one's voice.
To get your thoughts situated.
Not enough hours in the night.
So I'm left sedated.
Up at a fast pace, up to face the Sun.
Up to see the day end, up to call it done.
Now don't get upset, don't just complain.
Not every part of this is gonna go your way
Because its hard to find your voice
To get your thoughts situated
There wasn't enough hours in the night
So you still feel sedated

Expectation

And we're dancing
So we're speaking
You're understanding, at least
You want to learn more
To get farther
Not tonight, not with me
Sad to say, but I have standards
Standards, you've failed to meet
This is the last time that we'll be speaking
Was I the highlight of your week
You weren't turned down, you never offered
In fact your presence, was rather weak
My present company, you see them? Seriously!
They're at a level you'll never reach
I surround myself with beauty
You're caught up with your duties
And failed attempts to stand out, though brief
We invite you over happily
To come and join our party
But not join us, in the least
There'll be no swap of numbers
No exchange so sweet
But you have me to remember
The highlight of your week

Prioritizizng is a tall order

I'm going to have to ask you to make a compromise
You'll have to do away with paltry things
Falling prey to the words of another
And you let them have their way
You've shown me a side, I would've never thought was there
Something I'd put past you, I thougt you'd never care
About
The discontent of the people who should mean nothing
You turned to listen, and to me, become nothing
But then I realize that I'm no better
I fell prey to your words, now just the words of another
You're probably asking why, why I say this?
As if to say I could ever leave you blameless, well I
Made you accountable
Made you a priority, while for many years, I was but an option
Well you've opted out, I see no point in this
A reason for you and I, to ever co-exist
Because I won't tolerate this existance anymore.
I can't keep living like this, and begging for more
And though I know you've had your problems
And I know you had your fears
I've been holding on to the promise of you, a thought most dear
But the side of you you showed me, proved that I'd seen enough
I hope this reaches out to you, someone I used to trust

Sustainment from Hope

There was one who lived off hope
Starved shortly thereafter
Running first
Acting? Never
He just sat still to another man's will
He got off
Of thinking he served a higher purpose
But constantly reminded of a man's expendability
One ability, easily, can be found in another
You find new alternatives everyday, so will they
They are the people we look up to,
The people we love,
The people we work for, 'til our days are done
What choice do we have but to make our own way?
The days we pray for, must walk towards
Before it all fades away.

The Complementary Reflection

Do I ever stroke your ego?
Well that's a well known fact
Do you respect my candor?
And snub it all the same
Why?
Have I become your mirror?
Your reference, I'm no different
Your journal, I know your history
But the writer never appreciates the paper she writes on
Do I boost your self-esteem now?
Does it drive you through your day?
As you question good and evil
And you wear it on your sleeve
Well
Have you got what you want?
More than you deserve?
More than flattery
Is that enough?
To your journal? I know your history
But the writer never appreciates the paper she writes on
I think I've found a resolution
To all your late replies
Your constant self-absorption
Do you know that I'm alive?
So
Look away
Look again
Your reflection's fading
At entertainment's end
You're not proud of yourself
But the pride I give to you
My most priceless gift
When you came to confide
And the writer never appreciated the paper she wrote on

Home Holiday

My confined space has an appeal to me
Peace I once thought lost now real to me
A functioning shut in, I follow a pattern
Work in, work out, work done then sleep
Creature of habit? No, and I say so simply
That I have reached the climax of a life spent in envy
Of those who had money to burn, and all I had were some ashes
That were swept beneath the rug of the time that passes
When we are resigned to the fate that we have dealt ourselves
When we deny that which is deserved by none but ourselves
Is it shameful, to leave myself at home in my solitude,
And find the solitude therein, I'm in a better mood?
No, and I say so proudly
You can go out of doors but you can do that without me
As I sent them out the door, they could all do without me
Or was it the other way around?

The Beating

I hit the door
I hit the floor
Sometimes I want to quit
But if I quit, then who knows?
Tomorrow might not exist
I insist on the pressure
Where the lesson isn't learned 'til you practice to failure
Fruits of my labor
Keep my head above water, no time to barter
Or bargain, this world takes no prisoners
No cries out for help, for there are no listeners
I'm trying to make it out alive
I'm sustained by the teachings that others provide
Hands worked to the bone, my legs much similar
Have I been here before, there is much similar
To the losses I've felt
But I built more now from the damage I've dealt

A State of Beauty

Let me know if you feel acknowledeged
And solid, your heart is after this cold winter
Where you splintered
Left frayed by the fray
So if you're emotions are so hardened
Your soul never at rest
Do you think the solitude now just fits you best?
I'd never say I know better
See I'm never you
See I'm lucky to be alive
So I'm never blue, like faces of the no-longer-alive
To me I never tell a lie, and to you, I've done the same courtesy
And the thought occured to me, like me you weather the storm
I've been your safe harbor, for as long as I've known
You, you'd never hear what I had to say
About you and I and one day
The world has made you afraid of me
I'm no better, because you're just not the same to me
But I'd never challenge you to go back to beginnings
Where you were never had a chance to just hold on to your winnings
And your earnings, and the burning that pierces your eyes
That was the warning to you then before you started to cry
I'm never leaving, while you're out here trying to find the truth
And here I'll always be though I'm running out of my youth
But great things are worth waiting for
I know what I'm fighting for
But do you?