Saturday, May 10, 2014

Stretched ~ Lyric / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

I have been stretched too thin, time and time again, living on the edge and living in sin, what's it means to lose and what's it mean to win?

The lunatic fringe never has really an end, you just keep rewinding in life and living it over and over again, and the lunatic fringe eventually becomes your friend, and then you start to wonder is there really ever any end? 

Never really matters if there is an end, you have to live in this moment of reality not pretend, making this lunatic edge this fringe your friend, looking towards the future never looking towards the end.

I do not really have much to say my friends, I wish more advice I will always have to lend, but when this is all over and I press send, so up to you all what you want to do till the end.

chorus:

Practice and practice and practice, until you thoughts become elastic, there are no dreams too ultimately drastic, it's time to live this life fantastic.

The past mistakes I will mend, making it up to all of you my friends, and with new beginnings and more new ends, brings futures of new beginnings with no ends.

Repeat chorus, repeat chorus

I love you all like you are my own kin, and I've lived my life the way it's been, I'm blessed to have you all as my friends, blessed to have you all as my friends.

Repeat chorus, repeat chorus

You're all my kin, I love you until the end, my life is what I've lived that I offer until the end...
friend, friend, friend.

ION ~Lyric Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Competition, recognition, a fueled life, needs new ignition.

Inspiration, perspiration, concentration, fascination.

And what fruit forward will spring, what inspiration shared on this string, until the end of freedom I sing, and to the sleeping I hope it stings.

Inspiration, perspiration, concentration, fascination.

Competition, recognition, a fueled life, needs new ignition.

Alone ~ Lyric Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Alone, and cold to the bone, and cold as a stone, a king with no throne.

Alone, and into the future I look, seeking wisdom within books, and lines that will keep my mind hooked.

Alone, pondering what has been and what will be, in the future in my mind I can see, my calling destiny.

Alone, looking forward and never passed, my dreams always outlast, the darkness upon me cast.

Alone, still as cold as a stone, still chilled to the bone, looking forward to not being alone.

Alone, I sit still and thought, deep pondering that can't be bought, Bright Futures always sought.

Alone, it's only temporary at best, at worst with words its off my chest, these thoughts I now confess.

Alone, peace shall prevail, and in my body I stay still, and together my loved ones we will prevail.


and after this was posted, here is a reply by my friend Gilbert Valpraio...

I always have my dreams, my ambitions, my hopes, my memories and my prayers for others to keep me company.

For some, these are strange bed fellows but for me, they provide much warmth and comfort. They remind me of my humble position in this universe as well as my unlimited potential to move the universe.

I never go quietly in into the night for the night belongs to me.
It is when I control my reality and get to enjoy the company within.

God I love the night.


(For you Steve Swygert)

There is no substitute fro afine friend with a brilliant mind...thanks Gil !!!