noble savage's blog: "rambling madman"

In thine eyes In thine eyes i would dwell swimming in the sea of your mind strolling the chambers of your heart I would be contented to exist in no other place but your memory if i must cease to be then grant me existence in your memories In thine eyes

Some days Some days I'm not such a knight angry for little reason snarling tired of this season enervated exasperated effete, As the dark days reach their Demise necrosis, And the gleam of a new dawn banishes my souls twilight I find myself impatient intolerant to be rid of the noxious pernicious, pestilential, remnants of the nigritude, i have passed through yet cling to me i thirst for the denizens of the day love peace hope i would free myself of the pernicious vapors of the night If i had a wish lonely is the first demon I would slay

moveing day i fucken hate moveing,,can i get a little love

SUNRISE AND SUNSET Bless the dawn. The coming of the light. To banish the shades and specters. Of this dark and dreary night. For despair had hold of me Though i am not free. I can for a time. Breath. Bless the twilight Bless the coming of the dark. To hide me from the prying eyes Of those who judge and reject Though I am not free I can for a time Breath

TEARS tears are the soul speaking to the mind saying what we are afraid to say to ourself a curse and a boon crying at midnight for endings to soon beseaching the heavens for understanding for release from the rending and tho we rage and shake cleanched fist at fate only our tears bear witness to the pain

Cupid is a sadist Winged little bastard stands about three foot three carries a bow and arrow maybe you seen him Lurking in the trees He takes a perverse delight in bringing together the uncomputable types Just to watch the heartache Instigating the lovelorn plight His aim is skewed by sadistic whim There is no dodging his cruel whim Up in arms lets do him in I hear by issue a bounty on his sadistic little ass true love to whoever bags this twisted cad lets end his irony make true love a reality by bullet or bomb a garret about the neck any method you deem fit Because cupid is a sadist and iv had enuff of his shit

chaotic echoes in my head crowding together grounding out my thoughts smothering my id running rampant in me all the things iv heard all iv said the speculations the condemnations bury m e under and avalanche of happenstance colors of off shades shades of off colors violins and chellows ringing in the back ground a tyranny of sound the yelling of my emotions braying like a hound running on without pause for a period staying ahead of the madness staying ahead of the avalanche of sound falling down round and round, dwelling be damned its all coming to a head rapidly reaching a crash-endow of multi colored shadows of who i was and who i've become transposed on who i shall be do you see the twisting in me as i see it in thee is it madness to be three i think so but what do i know what do you think but wait it doesn't matter what you think i don t even know what i think the connections in my mind that allow such organization lead into the pit and out again i cross myself in my mind skipping from there to here or is it here to there or does it even mater since its all just in my mind

THE FORGE Thrust into the flames of strife my soul quickened by the fires of calamity hammered upon the anvil time by the ceaseless blows of life I am a sword forged in the crucible of vicissitude quenched in the waters of ascendancy ever the victor over life's adversities tempered by the tribulations fate has visited upon me

direction i had no direction till i lost my rudder while i could still steer my ship was without destination aimless in my journey thinking in my arrogance that i knew what i was doing knew where i was going then i lost my rudder i had no say on my destination and then i lost my mast and had no power for motion then i lost my will and didnt care anymore where i might go staring blankly at an empty sea going as the current carried me watching other ships pass by as aimlessly as i and then i began to listen to a voice i had lost long ago god began to speak to me to show me where i had been that what i had done and what i had acquired were for my own glory to sate my own greed that i had no destination when i traveled without him that  when i believed in only me that i was bound instead of free he led me from my vessel/ego to walk upon the water of lifes tossing sea he reminded me to dream but stay true to the beliefs that first molded me then he released my hand and ascended leaving me standing on the sea and with a last echoing voice said go forth and teach until i lost my rudder i was not truly free