Invisible Boundaries ~ Lyrics ~ MobiusTripz ~ #1 Album files for "Simply Abstratct Difficult Realities"

Invisible boundaries
surround me
confound me
never seem to anyone please

Im a honky
and got gay and nigger friends,
the colors of life always a rainbow,
my spanish friends are not pretend.

I know men to become women,
and women who have become men,
I have loved lesbian women with my heart,
when most would offer not even simple ear to lend.

Invisible boundaries
surround me
confound me
never seem to anyone please

Boundaries falling all around
trumpets blaring how many sound
warnings to release anger and aggression resound
freedom for all shall finally abound

I have known drug addicts,
and ministers too,
even some you think they are only,
the chosen few.

Closed and opened minds through life,
like portals blessed or wrecked with strife,
in chaos there is order to do what is right,
we each should be a guiding light.

Boundaries falling all around
trumpets blaring how many sound
warnings to release anger and aggression resound

freedom for all shall finally abound

Matters not which mask you wore,
perhaps that of nun or even a whore,
the day is new for your soul I implore,
The best in life is ahead soul now restored.

I have judged and so been judged,
often with harsh words or jail, not merely a nudge,
I accept my short comings and grow well past my grudge,
I like my life full of flavor like chocolatey chocolately fudge.

Dream of the life coming to you anew,
never again feel lost or untrue,
all that is great is beckoning you,
share smiles with friends who always are true.

Invisible boundaries
no longer surround me
no longer confound me
no longer never seem to anyone please

Boundaries have fallen all around
trumpets blaring how many have so far sound
warnings celestial from above always resound

freedom for all shall finally abound

live well past your abstract introspective observed physical yet invisible boundaries through the process so beautiful that is change

Trumpets Sounding ! ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ MobiusTripz

Trumpets Sounding !

Can you see,

Whats Happening?

All around,

the trumpets sound.

?Is there anybody listening, does anyone even care?

?Why must we live in a world where we can't share?

!What we should see Is Peace Everywhere!

!Peace Is Coming!

Chorus:

Its all been said,

Its all been wrote,

Peace Is Coming!

! That ain't no joke!

Disasters abound,

look and you'll see it all around,

matters not you look in which town,

Denial runs deep, as a river in egypt!

Things we may not understand,

prove themselves time and time again,

Science holds the answers not,

There is but one God, idol others rot!

Chorus:

Its all been said,

Its all been wrote,

Peace Is Coming!

! That ain't no joke!

False prohets many, and

True prophets few,

The Word Has Been Written,

Its Messahe (message in Arimaic) nothing new

Indonesia now,

Hatii was recent,

attention grabbing headlines,

always sell decent!

The ones that start the wars,

start them with words,

powerful sword slices peace,

then brothers kill Kurds!

lets start some trouble over here,

we are seemingly bored,

disregaurd a nations culture,

a young nation with adrenalyn,

so quickly all abhors!

waste lay all around,

I hear the trumpets sound!

he may be Coming for your soul,

or He may be coming to take you home.

Chorus:

Its all been said,

Its all been wrote,

Peace Is Coming!

! That ain't no joke!

It is not easier to get the camel through the eye of a needle,

as it is to get into Heaven, as some would have you believe!

It is much easier to get into Heaven,

Simply, Bow Down, Ask For Forgiveness, Pray On Your Knees!

http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+19%3A24&version=NIV

²⁴ Again I tell you, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for someone who is rich to enter the kingdom of God.”

Matthew 19:24

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My Body Spit In My Own Eye ~ Lyrics ~ MobiusTripz

My Body Spit In My Own Eye

As I get brittle
this body a statue riddle
my mind two hemis stuck in the middle
almost so nimbleless I can no longer play fiddle.

Makin up words cuz I can
actin 24 because youth and time have ran
away longer from me then i can stand
what blew apart my so well laid plans

faith can lift you higher you see
no plans change any mans destiny
past behind and the future flying right at me
in three D
what dimensions control thee
what you think, then do, and will therefore be?

mind runnin loose and high
my body spit in my own eye
i crack like stone while i fly through sky
always getting lighter on this ride

faith can lift you higher you see
no plans change any mans destiny
past behind and the future flying right at me
in three D
what dimensions control thee
what you think, then do, and will therefore be?

never lookin back
running with two hemis on high
always shootin at you straight
looking death straight in the eye

i have lived a good life
and i do not lie or a soul owe
i stand for what i believe
always will until it's time to go

Makin up words cuz I can
actin 24 because youth and time have ran
away longer from me then i can stand
what blew apart my so well laid plans

As I get brittle
this body a statue riddle
my mind two hemis stuck in the middle
almost so nimbleless I can no longer play fiddle.

My Body Spit In My Own Eye

P.S. Did Allan Edgar Poe write for effect or affect?

My Body Spit In My Own Eye

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Life's Musical Riddle ~ MobiusTripz ~ Lyrics / Poetry

Life is full of both big notes and little,
life's many musical riddles, (perhaps influenced in though by John Denver?)
once I even use to play fiddle,
I love me a little hey diddle diddle.

I play some guitar as often as I can,
started as a boy still jammin as a man,
music just happens not always planned,
often from thought or from sheet upon stand.

Sometimes alone never too oft with friend,
with music I always have an ear to lend,
a musician in my life and in my account seemingly pretend,
Ain't no joke when you can't pay the rent.

I cannot live another way,
music cascading in my mind always plays,
new musical friends we learn together while old stay,
hear it in mind while playing and sculpting like clay.

What is inspiration and who am I to ask,
let me drink be merry and please hand me your flask,
not too much I want to be up for the musical task,
living the life of the artist and musician no better life perhaps.

Not a choice within my soul ever made,
music my guide by my side always stays,
My life up and down my music my mainstay,
No musical riddle for me in my life it always plays.

I wrote this after a nice visit with friends, musicians, etc...hopefully to share many more times in the future wherever our paths shall cross.







 

Chemical Man ~ Poetry / Lyrics ~ Mobiustripz

biological natural and ethereal so pure
chemicals they give me rot me to the core
do they want me to poison myself drop and dead for sure
the last time i walk out that doctors door

Life was great before
pharmacopia
the new pushers greedy
desire cash not utopia

healthier without your molecular mix
sick filthy drug pushing dixx
no wonder so many are so fukkin sick
silken pockets padded fat and rich

doctors lawyers insurance companies
got me bent over on my knees
i beg and beg and pray for healing please
cant pay no bills and in the winter freeze

healthier healing ways i seek to find
your drugs made me nearly lose my mind
pure is nature with its righteous effects
I am taking back time I gave you...my life always mine

Life was great before
pharmacopia
the new pushers greedy
desire cash not utopia

healthier without your molecular mix
sick filthy drug pushing dixx
no wonder so many are so fukkin sick
silken pockets padded fat and rich

echinacea and golden seal
tumeric and ginger and honey that's real
food organic and not GMO
preservatives and fat make for skid row health

that's the real deal

fukk your aspartame and sucralose
swallow gallons of your own poisonous dose
I fight for my life while you sip your tea with toast
gaining strength again while you eat your bio engineered roast

gluten, preservatives, garbage galore
you sell us this as food, we are not your whores
what will you say and answer as you all stand at His door?
change corporate greed for the betterment of man I implore

diversity in nature is the Masters plan
manipulate it more sick fish in your pan
this once thriving earth makes her final stand
nature vs. science natural and fresh or in tin canned?

Life was great before
pharmacopia
the new pushers greedy
desire cash not utopia

healthier without your molecular mix
sick filthy drug pushing dixx
no wonder so many are so fukkin sick
silken pockets padded fat and rich


Life was great before
pharmacopia
the new pushers greedy
desire cash not utopia


Life was great before
pharmacopia
the new pushers greedy
desire cash not utopia

Microcosmic Ciudad ~ Lyrics / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

Microcosm of culture
studied through eyes that perceive
eleven years passed here
stories a grapevine does still weave

we all know one another
small towns all around this land
pride spirit and toughness we share
always strong together we stand

we all desire change for the best
cast out the unfit rest ?
or perhaps embrace them back into our nest
after all no one likes to feel like less

friends in this community
as a child does a family need
and a town to raise he so as all of us
in your neighbor build many friendships with trust

lend a hand where it is in need
accept that hand when its for you indeed
together we can accomplish anything at speed
and the greatest planning makes efficiency

together forward is the only way a future is paved
protecting ourselves and friend upon that way
in right and wrong there is never gray
just sunshine we pave to brighter together days.

TWINKIEPACOLYPSE ~ Lyrics / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz ~ Twinkie, Hillshire Brands, Ho Ho 's, Sara Lee

TWINKIEPACOLYPSE...

...and then the zombies said, "Send more Twinkies !!!"...Help!

Yo Sara Lee,
won't you come and rescue me,
Twinkies are fading away,
sure to be, without you, misery.

I beg you,
I beg you,
I beg you,
Sara Lee.

Make a soft cake,
filled with icing,
sweet to eat and delicate,
and set our souls again free.

Such a fluffy little delight,
keeps me warm and safe at night,
cozy with my tea,
I will miss you my dear old Twinkie.


I beg you,
I beg you,
I beg you,
Sara Lee.


won't you come and rescue me,
Twinkies are fading away,
sure to be, without you Sara Lee,
certain misery.