Greener Grass - I. But Be Certain

There was a time I once..

When I was able to believe real deep, trust so hard, understand so little but be certain -

That all we can do is choose precisely and hope for the best.

What is our actions beyond misinterpretated mistakes

speech is wearing short where actions lie sparingly outnumbered

Today I choose to say no to disregard

Say no to bittered envy,

No to usless chitter.chatter,

No to labeled truths found in us the blinded youth,

No to decorated diplomas,

No to cancer awareness,

No to greener grass in other areas,

Because I stopped believing when I forgot about what human truth was.

I stopped believing too long ago and I forgot to question

And it’s when I forgot about my own damn dreams..

It’s when I forgot

about being

human.

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There was a time I once..

When I was able to believe real deap, trust so hard, understand so little but be certain -

That all we can do is choose precisely and hope for the best.

What is our actions beyond misinterpretated mistakes

speech is wearing short where actions lie sparingly outnumbered

Today I choose to say no to disregard

Say no to bittered envy,

No to usless chitter.chatter,

No to labeled truths found in us the blinded youth,

No to decorated diplomas,

No to cancer awareness,

No to greener grass in other areas,

Because I stopped believing when I forgot about what human truth was.

I stopped believing too long ago and I forgot to question

And it’s when I forgot about my own damn dreams..

It’s when I forgot

about being

human.

There was a time I once..

When I was able to believe real deap, trust so hard, understand so little but be certain -

That all we can do is choose precisely and hope for the best.

What is our actions beyond misinterpretated mistakes

speech is wearing short where actions lie sparingly outnumbered

Today I choose to say no to disregard

Say no to bittered envy,

No to usless chitter.chatter,

No to labeled truths found in us the blinded youth,

No to decorated diplomas,

No to cancer awareness,

No to greener grass in other areas,

Because I stopped believing when I forgot about what human truth was.

I stopped believing too long ago and I forgot to question

And it’s when I forgot about my own damn dreams..

It’s when I forgot

about being

human.

Here is to to the certainty of it all! 

This here time.

Please stay long.

Because I. We know NOTHING else.

Did we ever think to care for our dreams.

Too long ago did we forget    thinking instinctually.

Do we believe in belief as we did long go?

"No"

"No"       

Forget outside distraction from sight.

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"NO"

"NO"

How far do we have left to go?Because,

Sometimes  the body cant handle waitin'tryin' to be good  and havin'to needin'to get through allthatwork!

We transpired in thought and in Creed.

The Call To Learn.

How To Truly Listen.

Give Me One Reason.

These Are.

Wanting Memories.

Rocky Point Holiday.

Wow.

An Outdoor Overture, Copland.

Any Fantastic Outcome.

I love that deep in the heart of great art lies the possibility for any fantastic outcome.

There is no expected result in creativity.

The only presence restraining you is your own subconscious.

The artistic soul is that of one without fear of life's consequences.

Helplessness Blues, Fleet Foxes.

I was raised up believing I was somehow unique
Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see
And now after some thinking, I'd say I'd rather be
A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me

But I don't, I don't know what that will be
I'll get back to you someday soon you will see

What's my name, what's my station, oh, just tell me what I should do
I don't need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you
Or bow down and be grateful and say "sure, take all that you see"
To the men who move only in dimly-lit halls and determine my future for me

And I don't, I don't know who to believe
I'll get back to you someday soon you will see

If I know only one thing, it's that everything that I see
Of the world outside is so inconceivable often I barely can speak
Yeah I'm tongue-tied and dizzy and I can't keep it to myself
What good is it to sing helplessness blues, why should I wait for anyone else?

And I know, I know you will keep me on the shelf
I'll come back to you someday soon myself

If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm raw
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore
And you would wait tables and soon run the store

Gold hair in the sunlight, my light in the dawn
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore
Someday I'll be like the man on the screen

But I Know It's True.

                       Excerpt from ADS, presented by the New York City Players & conceived by Richard Maxwell.