Crazy Threads ~ Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

I am sick of Crazy Threads,
people sound off their meds,
please don't upon me tread,
with all your insanely crazy threads.

Friends attacking one another,
verbal visceral flamboyant utter,
civil war already happening take cover,
now in babbel we all get smothered.

Chorus:

Twisted up by the media's gait,
do not let them twist our fate,
torqued up we all separate,
spiral down to the wrong gate.

Angered by financial politics,
steal our money while our wounds we lick,
we lash out at another makes me sick,
the clock still running...tick, tick, tick.

No time for mundane mediocrity,
Detroit now another fallen city,
upon others suffering take some pity,
time to figure out all the nitty gritty.

tick, tick, tick
tick, tick, tick,
crazy threads make us all sick,
crazy threads a fiery pit.

Chorus:

Twisted up by the media's gait,
do not let them twist our fate,
torqued we all separate,
spiral down to the wrong gate.

Hurting one another instead of lifting,
stealing and taking what we should be gifting,
I look around and see so much now missing,
Like forked tongued snakes all verbally hissing.

Chorus:

Twisted up by the media's gait,
do not let them twist our fate,
torqued we all separate,
spiral down to the wrong gate.

Memorial Militia ~ Chris Cox ~ Poem

To my friend Chris Cox...

There is a Memorial Militia,
and it is a one man show,
Chris Cox is a man of action,
working hard and always on the go.

He is a modern hero and American Patriot,
who hears his duty as it beckons and calls,
he sets a steadfast example with action,
as collectively we suffer the slings and arrows of shortfall.

A push mower, and trash bags, and a bicycle,
a chainsaw slung on his shoulder like a guitar,
a flag of South Carolina flying with honor,
with its crescent and palm carried by he, the star.

He single-handedly "Fills the Void" created,
by a federal government now shut down,
he inspires all of the nation's masses,
now seen on television in every large and small town.

He devotedly respects our beloved veterans,
and this country they have served so well,
yet the authorities ask him to stop his work,
while this countries politics are going to hell.

He makes no political statements,
rather taking action working while he leads,
300,000,000 citizens strong now all watching,
while the rest of the world now all heeds.

Inspiration at a dire time so well needed,
and a great story to be heard forever by all,
Chris Cox's Memorial Militia example,
His statue shall sit next upon that great Mall.

...and a quote from The Blaze:

"With Congress gridlocked and non-essential federal groundskeepers furloughed, one man has stepped forward to ensure the manicured hedges and lawns of the nation’s capital remain pristine in advance of this weekend’s Million Vet March, a protest of veterans demanding their memorials remain open.

Chris Cox, 45, has never served in the U.S. military, but his respect and appreciation for our nation’s veterans has inspired him give back. “You don’t have to be a veteran to have a love of country,” Cox explained in an exclusive interview with TheBlaze Wednesday evening. To that end, he turned a trip to a D.C. art convention into an opportunity to give back. “Everyone serves in a different way. I’ll just cut a little bit of grass.”

Armed with a leaf-blower, a lawnmower and the South Carolina state flag, Cox is on a one-man mission this week to clean up the National Mall and have it ready to welcome the veterans.  It’s not about politics, “it’s just the right thing to do,” he says."

http://www.theblaze.com/stories/2013/10/10/meet-the-one-man-militia-cutting-govt-lawns-while-d-c-remains-in-shutdown-its-just-the-right-thing-to-do/

Image: Manuel Balce Ceneta, AP

Washington D.C. ~ "Authorities Tell Memorial Mower: Get Lost" ~ Mystery Bearded Man Identified ~ Chris Cox

Mystery Bearded Man Identified

Please read the article below, both quoted in full and with a link as well. 

The unidentified mystery man is none other then my high school friend Chris Cox, who I have known for 30+ years.

Support Chris Cox "FILL THE VOID" by sending this viral !!!

Please help send this viral...Chris has been my friend for a long time (over 30 years) and he even worked on Capitol Hill very recently...he has been cleaning trash...bagging it up and disposing of it all around the mall in Washington DC...and has now been called a nuisance and asked to leave. At a time when folks need to step up and "Fill the Void", law enforcement has called him a nuisance and asked him to leave !!!

If you have a facebook or a Google+ account, simply "like" this and "share" on facebook, or re-post in on your G+...if you support his volunteer work around the memorials of "OUR" Nation's Capitol.

Show Chris Cox and others you support this FILL THE VOID volunteer grassroots movement !!!

He was asked to leave and was told by the authorities to just let "VETERANS" step over the trash !!!

Well, my Father is a 1952 West Point graduate and a retired Colonel as well as a veteran of both Korea and Viet~Nam, and how dare anyone ask him or any other veteran to "let them step over the trash" after their service to our country!

Please read this featured article below:

"Earlier today, an unidentified bearded man took it upon himself to bring his lawnmower and a few tools to the Lincoln Memorial to provide free grounds keeping work to the closed federal monument.

It's unclear how much of the expansive lawn behind the memorial was mowed, but Park Police were alerted and three cruisers with multiple officers showed up.

THE WEEKLY STANDARD watched the officers observing the mystery mower from a distance, as he appeared to be packing it up for the day, carefully placing his blue South Carolina flag in a tube attached to his tool-toting dolly.

According to Park Police public information officer Sergeant Paul Brooks, there was no arrest made. "He was asked to leave, and he complied," said Brooks."

On Twitter, Brandon Morse shared a photo of the mystery memorial mower:

http://www.weeklystandard.com/blogs/feds-tell-memorial-mower-get-lost_762324.html

The Disease and The Spirit ~ some morning contemplations...

If a genetic precursor exists that we know ahead of time, and many diseases we do indeed know this way today, I speculate this.

If we took blood samples from everyone as soon as possible (meaning birth) could we annually, let's say, do a genetic comparative analysis and see if any DNA has changed?
After being exposed to carcinogens, for example, it would make sense, for example, that one day a cell may change its genetic make up and start a reproduction cycle that would cause a tumor.

What if we peered into this genetic make up regularly and we could see that change well before any tumor was ever even grown, and then figure out how to treat for this disease caught in its truliest early stages?

Finally, the prices are coming down for your own genome mapping, and as we are using super computers and are ever closer to the day of using quantum computers, it would make sense to me that a decent data-base of known genetic conditions that exist and have a marker would be cataloged to compare and analyze new blood samples, and would be able to do it more quickly as well as look for common denominators in disease not yet genetically  "known".

Some of this is starting to happen now on a very small scale comparative to our world population, and I am certain for some it may be against their own personal and respected beliefs, however my argument would be that to see a disease or statistical likelihood of one developing, would it not be safer to treat early and as often as needed when possible, rather then spend the long term expenses of much more aggressive treatment?

It is called aggressive for a reason!

There are truly some absolutely fascinating cutting edge technologies that are rapidly developing today, or already exist, that when combined, are nothing short of catalysts for a soul searching and mind-storming future for us each hopefully to carry forward with the promise of a better tomorrow, and not the treacherous waste we have left in our own wake. Dare to dream !!!

I have suffered enough through very poor health all my life to realize what can be a dream come true for our future generations and I love the promise that it offers, and perhaps, and very far from it, will we ever live forever.

So in closing, quality and substance of life could be enhanced even more so and as great as life has been for me personally on every level, I cannot help to wonder what I could have done if even healthier, and that should be a beautiful daydream for us each, no matter how perfect or not our health, because the mind is the clarity of the soul in us we each know and hear that leads us to the truth in answers through experience that should leave a brighter legacy always.

It has been a beautiful morning and for that I am thankful today, yet again.

May we all know within us each a new calm and carry forth with even more wisdom please and help stop the suffering of others now, not later.

Love to all my beautiful friends along side me as I journey through life, sharing with one another such dear sweet time.

Steve

Spells of Blue ~ Lyrics / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

some days you spend looking back
wondering what happened and why
kicking yourself depressed and stoned
not really wanting to but cursing towards the sky

times like this creep in
and hang sometimes for a while
wear you out and kick your ass
all while stealing your sweet smile

chorus:
caught up in spells of blue
like waves washing over
old points of view
I'm still caught up in spells of blue

alcohol there aint enough
to take these pains away
no matter how much you drink
the pain is here to stay

drugs cannot quell this beast
but may quell you into submitting
get off those drugs
they steal life and are only best for quitting

chorus:
caught up in spells of blue
like waves washing over
old points of view
I'm still caught up in spells of blue

use your illusion
to clear away a new path
and do not give in anymore
to this evil undeserved wrath

its really up to you
what do you want to choose
a needle and cold chill blues
a permanent life on snooze

chorus:
caught up in spells of blue
like waves washing over
old points of view
I'm still caught up in spells of blue

chorus:
caught up in spells of blue
like waves washing over
old points of view
I'm still caught up in spells of blue

Writer's Block ~ Lyrics / Poetry ~ MobiusTripz

writers block
tick toc
shits in hawk
cant beat the clock

cash runned out
i scream edvard munch shout
cig is burning down
a blaring blues singing frown

merlot and ginger ale
seems we are all doomed to fail
fukishima its too late to bail
lifes riding on the rail

writers block
tick toc
shits in hawk
cant beat the clock

if we had open air fission
would that stop all the division
think about your decision
time short keep your derision

my heart is achin
let there be no mistakin
my health failing aint fakin
pains stays away when im bakin

writers block
tick toc
shits in hawk
cant beat the clock

dogs are a playin' so innocent
the way they play so intense
they do not live under any pretense
perfect harmony 100 percent

writers block is a silly illusion
write about all thats confusin
let it out it beats killin and screamin
when lifes over ill think i was dreamin

writers block
tick toc
shits in hawk
cant beat the clock

writers block
tick toc
shits in hawk
cant beat the clock

tic toc
tic toc
tic

The Sickness ~ Lyrics ~ MobiusTripz

mental insanity it comes and goes
the physical pain places me in its throes
equal highs and equal lows
poor memories appear instantly on my toes

nerves shot and mind racing mad
it feels better just to feel a regular bad
instants in time all trapped in sad
coping look forward good times to be had

chorus 1

body cold and aching
times slips by without me making
my own due time participating
claims i should be staking

body alive like an electrical wire
mind still racing like a wild wildfire
so wrecked and ravage never for hire
these bones soon on a funeral pyre

darkness and blackness and mortal sin
sometimes the mind creeps toward his den
i know not from where it originates within
coping says it will pass its just pretend

with cold and spine that aches gout too
its never me that takes me away from you
into this mental prison Ill escape in a few
in a few, in a few, in a few spells of blue

chorus

body cold and aching
times slips by without me making
my own due time participating
claims i should be staking

several days past with change into autumn cool
feel like i am swimming in a drowning pool
i pray to the heavens to he who'll
cradle me make me feel not the fool

sinus cavity about to explode
mucous running out of my nose
this is the way life for a moment flows
healing musical writing trip here i go

chorus 2

healing less pain
ill make it go away
your not welcome cannot stay
i have no debt with you to pay

this therapeutic trip takes me away fast
a sailing vessel that found its lost mast
even keeled on course blues set acast
making up lost time from my lost past

on course i am glad i have set sail
these mental vacations never fail
productive trip back from the edge of hell
i stop looking back again on my trail

chorus 2

healing less pain
ill make it go away
your not welcome cannot stay
i have no debt with you to pay

left in my wake i smile once more
look forward to friends and family at the shore
this sickness pushed out from my core
never carry thoughts of past anguish and remorse

chorus 1 and 2

chorus 1

body cold and aching
times slips by without me making
my own due time participating
claims i should be staking

chorus 2

healing less pain
ill make it go away
your not welcome cannot stay
i have no debt with you to pay