In Knowing Whats Best

The recording process started for PERSONA today, keep an eye out for what’s to come! But in the meantime go to www.illinoiseli.bandcamp.com and download the FULL EP FOR FREE! For those who don’t know ILLINOISE was a studio project Tom Spartinos & I did with Pete Filakouris back in 2010.

Unexpose.

Please remind me what’s freedom cause it was sworn out of republic, democracy the fraud, majority rule justice, secrets unenposed like a junkie & a substance. Banks printing paper pocketing to a summit, federal reserve the ponzi they’ve been running, the middle class crash to the tax there plunging as the jobs bungee, & the line snaps in the middle of lunging,this has gotta stop, change is a must be something.

Get the Fuck up now, what are you doing? Lighting the fuse of what’s already brewing, closing the lung of the minds been spewing. Don’t let rock erode, to this cold ice age weather. But I’m not a stone, though I can’t feel pleasure, or my emotions, but its getting better, cause ill not back down no never, see I follow this route, just clever just harsh waters on a great endeavor, & sometimes no lie walk thru lucid terror. What have I shown, that I’m hurting my own, and there’s miles ahead from the miles I’ve flown, stop hurt to yourself, cause of pain that you own, its never gonna leave but to them grow prone, basements the foundation for a renovating home, like looseleaf for a word witty poem, & building a machine while paying off the loan. Blood bleeds under flesh, my skin is not stone, not stainless steel nor Chrome, I’m flesh blood muscle mind & bone. Not a jagged stone, or was was known, changed from then, from then I’ve grown, gotta vibe the motion & get back into zone, start building main level from a foundated home, No more retraction, turn the gears into action, no amnesia to a fraction, live as if it never happend, applaud corrects & fix what’s lacking, no side effects are keeping you lacking.only your could out yourself blacking. Pick youself up & just breath in life, & bring out whats behind my eyes. Earth waking up to days sunrise, night laid to rest to the other side, now wake up don’t curl to subside, or combust to the pressure that’s harshly applied, finding loopholes but yet still abide, look in a mirror cause no longer you hide, just a stained shirt just needs a little tide, just show yourself integrity & feed yourself pride.

Road that we Drew

oh I no the truth & no what to do I no the secrets kept to me from you, see irration when angry it loves to spew, thermometers peaking a 103 type flu, at moments you play me like I don’t have a clue, & moments I considered you listed us thru, cause I forgot my way on a road that we drew. So whered it all go did myself just come out clean, or was it what you said had half a means, & maybe I’m just blowin off steam, just calling the facts that’s not what they seem. Shades of yellow mixed blue & green.

Hallucinate a Heaven

To close my eyes & dream, perfection coming clean, nightmares blow off steam, awake to a means. I wanna see the earth in its raw like giving birth, her chest without a shirt, & her thighs without a skirt, & passions all that has worth. Dreams turning black to a days end, waking to the earth beginning again, nightmares coming out to a motionless corpse, till under the skin flamed to a torch, extinguished by the rain sitting on the porch 3rd degree burns and the pain is scorched. Nightmares wake me out dead sleeps, from the corner a demon peaks, and through the air a spirit speaks, rattles my bones till there misshaped & weak, a worm stuck between a crows fierce beak, nightmares a trip that has not reached a peak. Hallucinate a heaven slapped in the face with hell, & the spirit of the church starts to Que the bells, throwing more than pennies right down a wishing well, never heard a splash I wonder where they fell, & the brain starts to swell, but heaven is right here so don’t start to melt, the hand has been dealt, don’t second touch what was felt, your steps ahead of hell, though present doesn’t tell, still steps ahead of hell, though the temperature has fell, still years away from hell.

Gravitational Matter

Laughter after the mind gravitates matter, Asked her answer is love just plastered? I cant feel my face in 6 shots of liquor, seeing stars not much a wisher, but not the man who badly bickers, scouting checkmate like bobby fisher. I can’t feel my face shots of sobriety, stare at myself insist apology, brain feeling like just sod to me, & pray though there’s no god to me. Still hold for an answer mind probably. Probably not but what do you got, though its not a lot, I have those right here I tide with a knot, weather I no or not, suffocating the brain with blood clots, till mind drops the plot, but soul just trots. But coward I am not. That’s never what its been, that’s never who I’ve been, cause life took a breath unfolding to begin.

Time & Time again (venting)

The world is cold in bundled up clothes, time just grows but never gets old, souls mite loath but do not mold. Metaphorical speaking the heart just beating to the rhythm of the leading, away from those teething. Years ago we all started teething, & rocked to sleep after breast feeding, products of spermed egg seeding, the first meeting, the first greeting. Minds morphing into gems each different from them, created from when, & times & times again. The mind is a muscle unlike no other, like sex with your one & only lover, or the black & whites between you & your brother, though both from the same mother, but different spectrums similar hunger, wake from slumber, & chase a thunder, but set a summer, back bone by none but a drummer. Bolts fly before the rumble, stratosphere settle the mood becomes humble.

Fist Fire with a Friend.

Firing a fist, direct hits still miss, my head sinks to abyss, the words slur to a lisp. Throw a punch at a friend, bones don’t break but bend, thoughts can comprehend, so swing yet again. Turn me to an animal, feed a content mood some adderal, till fumes raise high its ladderal, recoil strikes collateral, the taste of blood, cannibal. I wear the blood but not my own, to fight not him but just a clone, to shut his eye & break a bone, Back down no, I hold my own. Though I tried my best to stop this, I slurred the words are you still concious? God gives the strength to the cold but honest, my back not turned, you astonished? Monster no, the hurt comes out, and hell comes north, from the flames of south, till he spits up blood right from his mouth, & my heart is turned inside out. Puking lungs from the screams I shout, pain turns into moraless doubt. Swolen hands I swear it must be fractured, but a heart still beats from this here bastard, yet god has a plan & it is master, just words from a soul at the moment he’s plastered, adreniline fuses till my pulse goes faster, voicing opinion till the throat grows rasper. Yet I am still here, I hope I made it clear, I am still near, I am not instilled with fear, though I’m streaming but a tear, & fog breaks out clear, stating I am here, & the mind dawns to clear.

Fist Fire with a Friend.

Firing a fist, direct hits still miss, my head sinks to abyss, the words slur to a lisp. Throw a punch at a friend, bones don’t break but bend, thoughts can comprehend, so swing yet again. Turn me to an animal, feed a content mood some adderal, till fumes raise high its ladderal, recoil strikes collateral, the taste of blood, cannibal. I wear the blood but not my own, to fight not him but just a clone, to shut his eye & break a bone, Back down no, I hold my own. Though I tried my best to stop this, I slurred the words are you still concious? God gives the strength to the cold but honest, my back not turned, you astonished? Monster no, the hurt comes out, and hell comes north, from the flames of south, till he spits up blood right from his mouth, & my heart is turned inside out. Puking lungs from the screams I shout, pain turns into moraless doubt. Swolen hands I swear it must be fractured, but a heart still beats from this here bastard, yet god has a plan & it is master, just words from a soul at the moment he’s plastered, adreniline fuses till my pulse goes faster, voicing opinion till the throat grows rasper. Yet I am still here, I hope I made it clear, I am still near, I am not instilled with fear, though I’m streaming but a tear, & fog breaks out clear, stating I am here, & the mind dawns to clear.

Scriptures

Words are ammo my throat is the weapon, verbal attacks under god against them. Yes don’t you know I’ve been coughing up lounges till more than words take off from tounge, A war that’s brewed since I was still young, and come with armies take on this one, cause I won’t stop until I’ve won. Stuck on couches no more, not bolted to a floor, hurricanes hail won’t keep me indoors, or from the shore, stuck out in an ocean floating on a board, remnants of a ship, tidal waves still hit, close an open cut with nothing but a stitch, song of sirens densly pitched, sharks stay baiting, but the bites just a pinch, enough to make me flinch, headed up north parallel to a finch, does it make you cringe, like falling in a binge, waking up to a fire so droplets can singe, warming up to a grin, & her wakin next to him, but him’s me drownin in gin, to chances bein slim, but motion is a lover waiting to begin, though being circled by a couple dorsal fins. Timelines scroll on, life is writing a dear scripture, did I paint a coloured picture unlike the story Giver, and watch the evil sliver, away from their dinner, holy poison deeps their liver, and a serpant withers thinner, demons then grow dimmer, now just drink from the river, negative shall hinder, in a race there’s no winner,

Scriptures

Words are ammo my throat is the weapon, verbal attacks under god against them. Yes don’t you know I’ve been coughing up lounges till more than words take off from tounge, A war that’s brewed since I was still young, and come with armies take on this one, cause I won’t stop until I’ve won. Stuck on couches no more, not bolted to a floor, hurricanes hail won’t keep me indoors, or from the shore, stuck out in an ocean floating on a board, remnants of a ship, tidal waves still hit, close an open cut with nothing but a stitch, song of sirens densly pitched, sharks stay baiting, but the bites just a pinch, enough to make me flinch, headed up north parallel to a finch, does it make you cringe, like falling in a binge, waking up to a fire so droplets can singe, warming up to a grin, & her wakin next to him, but him’s me drownin in gin, to chances bein slim, but motion is a lover waiting to begin, though being circled by a couple dorsal fins. Timelines scroll on, life is writing a dear scripture, did I paint a coloured picture unlike the story Giver, and watch the evil sliver, away from their dinner, holy poison deeps their liver, and a serpant withers thinner, demons then grow dimmer, now just drink from the river, negative shall hinder, in a race there’s no winner,

Endeavor

Swelling up prune such reasons to scorn, rodents gathering falls acorns, and grazing on just the farmers corn. But winters here so move along, weeks grew old now the summers gone occupy my pocket for its been long, sticking pins in sockets doesn’t seem to wrong, there burning my wallet till all its ash is gone, & probation telling me not to look at a bong. Tell myself to keep going on. Keep yourself together & nevermind the weather, though this razor wind severs pain is not forever, let the brain flow clever, on a running endeavor.

Briefcase & a Tie

It’s just business ,ruthless business, tell me where is the care in anything in this, selfish yourself and kill the witness, checkbooks covered in the form of a hit list. Fine print perfecting scam colored gimmicks, a 3 piece suit insisting an image, but for a solid lump sum, they care no limits, & a verbal agreement 180 pivots, and pulls a person over a line of scrimmage.

Pain, it isnt always forever
Just hold it together
Dont let yourself sever
The fragments that keep you
Placed together

All these lonely people,
& Wicked smiles from the evil,
But a cross still stands at the
top of a steeple.

And the lion still stands on 4’s so proud
Yet no one can hear the screaming out loud,
Im at a loss for all, but im not the Dow,
Starving for life, Dying to live now,
If lifes a farm the plagues mad cow

But hold it together
Bad weathers not forever
Just keep yourself together
Cause days do get better.