Coming Down (45/1000)

Not sure what else to do
So I will write down some words
Need to focus this mind of mine
Need some routines
Some direction
Counting money was grounding today
God knows I can't be trusted to be
Responsibly emotional
So a clean room might be
The stable launching pad I need
For the days to come

Live Now (42/1000)

Let's not get ahead of ourselves
This moment is all we've got
Fuck the next ice age and its glaciers
I'm moving to California
Where technology blooms
And cities sleep
And boys hold hands
With flowers in our hair
I came here to dream
So let's paint all the minutes
With the warmth of our sunshine
And pack our bags when the weather gets cold

Dreams or Destiny? (39/1000)

As a child
I dreamed I could fly
Faith as small
As a mustard seed,
They said

Does it work through us?
Or do we dream it?

I didn't fly
For fifteen minutes
Even though I dreamt it
And yet
Against gravity
I built a house
A car
A palm tree
A beautiful business

Who runs this show?
And what are my dreams worth?
Action?
Or Creation?

Creator, tell me I am more than a tool
Lest my thoughts be merely currents
In the windstorm of existence

Not About Anything (38/1000)

Sweaty, half-smile
Made it a few miles
Ran some, inspired
Mixing it up slowly
A new being emerging
Ready for the glory
That was always mine

Music is
A solo experience
Like making love
A third person
Is just distracting
Why would I need more
Than me and my God?

But these minds tend to wander
So the variety of pulses
From unexpected directions
Have a nudging effect
On the conveyor belt to bliss

That great unknown
Summation of what we were not meant to experience
In this life
Only write about
Sing about
Wonder about

As natural as copulation
As powerful as a kiss
Life is the most curious intense passion
This side of the sun

And we get to be it