{"id":437,"date":"2015-08-13T07:49:17","date_gmt":"2015-08-13T11:49:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.wordpress.com\/?p=437"},"modified":"2015-08-13T07:49:17","modified_gmt":"2015-08-13T11:49:17","slug":"the-waking-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/2015\/08\/13\/the-waking-dream\/","title":{"rendered":"the waking dream"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>point to point and used by each other<br \/>\ni&#8217;ve walked beside and beyond<br \/>\nthe paths of indifference where<br \/>\nbachelors and badasses dwell<br \/>\ni&#8217;ve hung myself out to dry in the rain<br \/>\nand every day i paint this screen<br \/>\nwith letters, phrases<br \/>\nthat tell no particular story<br \/>\ni seek mediation and meditation<br \/>\nbut procrastination and stagnation<br \/>\nconsistently hinder my rehabilitation<br \/>\ndriving down the road at 2 am with<br \/>\nthe headlights of a predator lurking behind<br \/>\ni want to return home<br \/>\nbut what is home?<br \/>\nhome is an evolving myth and<br \/>\neven the strongest people break<br \/>\nlife is death in life&#8217;s disguise<br \/>\nkeep going you&#8217;re almost there<br \/>\nbut that&#8217;s a lie<br \/>\nthis never ends<\/p>\n<p>anti-ambition and stuck on repeat as<br \/>\nsingle superstars push<br \/>\nlawnmowers on a friday night<br \/>\nand the cats are watching me<br \/>\nthrough broken windows, waiting<br \/>\ni have this fear of leaving the house<br \/>\nso, under cloudy skies<br \/>\nand ruffled blankets i form<br \/>\nmind maps with forgotten passwords<br \/>\nis this writers block or just a logical fallacy?<br \/>\ni can&#8217;t decide<br \/>\nlord gimme one last jihad!<br \/>\nin desperation i bend in submission<br \/>\nto the flood of words and images<br \/>\npossessing my fingertips<br \/>\nracing to give birth<br \/>\nto the beast inside my head<br \/>\nand now<br \/>\nshort of breath<br \/>\nwriting this<br \/>\nhas robbed me of all direction<br \/>\nand even now this creation<br \/>\nseems somehow old<\/p>\n<p>through foggy eyes i beheld<br \/>\nfrank zappa and napolean<br \/>\nseated at an unfinished table<br \/>\ncross legged and having tea<br \/>\nunder an overcast sky<br \/>\nthe sound of laughter and screams,<br \/>\nrulers and visionaries with<br \/>\nconquests and dreams<br \/>\nhalf remembered i caught a glimpse<br \/>\nof my very own christ child<br \/>\na psychic baby with an oversized brain<br \/>\nwe are all anonymous now and<br \/>\neach decade has it&#8217;s high point<br \/>\nbut the poor are robbing the poor<br \/>\nsocialism is the battle cry<br \/>\nand the children are<br \/>\nprotesting with without reason<br \/>\nleaders, lenders, and lawyers,<br \/>\nrender this treason<br \/>\nwith fads, trends, buzzwords and slogans<br \/>\nmeant to lure the consuming masses<br \/>\nconjuring theft, slavery, and division<br \/>\nthese and those lives matter?<br \/>\nfuck you! all lives matter!<\/p>\n<p>traveling from the center of<br \/>\na bipolar roller coaster<br \/>\nvacant possession<br \/>\nthe music has stopped, and<br \/>\nlying here naked<br \/>\nunseen energies mingle and mix<br \/>\nlike machine code in the matrix<br \/>\ni am shedding skin and<br \/>\nwaiting to be reborn<br \/>\nliving in this moment<br \/>\ni rest my head in hands<br \/>\nnot my own but her&#8217;s<br \/>\nthe mother of all creation<br \/>\nin the circle of destruction<br \/>\nkept secret and safe<br \/>\ni understand that<br \/>\nmy mother gave me idealism<br \/>\nmeant to chase dreams<br \/>\nand my father gave me realism<br \/>\nthe will to survive<br \/>\nit&#8217;s time now<br \/>\nto walk through this waking world<br \/>\nwith the well timed war cries<br \/>\nof a conscious and whispering wanderer<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-437","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/437","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=437"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/437\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=437"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=437"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticexorcisms.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=437"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}