Inhale

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Fresh start in times better connected to my heart
Feeling calm, relaxed, as I grow to depart
From self hate, misery, those moments of self inflicted pain in me
So much of it all mentally in
Poor habits formed and deafening, escape instead of presence in
This present moment, here to be, here to breathe
Here for solace not in vice, but in the ecstasy
When becoming aware of all there is to breathe
With deep breaths in, long and slow
Now back to center, this calm I know
While the next breath invites a fresh sense of flow


Photo by Paul Gilmore on Unsplash

Focus on Foundations

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Meaningful progress everyday
Discipline and determination are the guides when I fall astray
When too afraid to follow fate, through the noise, then past the hate
Poised not to hesitate or simply crash and break at the smallest obstacle
A simple shake — I can handle it
I got it what it takes with new perspectives to pull me through
Harsh lessons from which I grew
Fresh breath to feel renewed as I breathe in fresh points of view
No longer living misconstrued, where my words are the dust
Of wind swept promises lost to rust and decay

No, no, no, I must not delay adaptations into this better me
To live and see dreams grow from ideas into reality
Until what’s in my mind turns into what I can see
Breaking the fallacy that wishes work without the work so easily
As it seems to be the opposite correlation
Wishes require hard work with consistent determination
Long term concerted effort of facing every challenge with smiles and elation
No longer escaping difficulty with distraction and mental displacement

Photo by Warren Wong on Unsplash

Sober Days

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I let myself walk a little too slow, I let it all go
Internal inferno left to simmer on a low heat
Should have foreseen that staying stuck in comforting scenes
Would leave me struggling to feel excitement without these chemicals
Mind bending trails of fabricated journeys
Always yearning yet never learning, no growth, just time churning
Nothing but injustice to all this fire burning in personal wasteland

It’s time to face it, fam
I can be stronger than what I am today
Choices differing in a sober step toward
Reigning in recklessness paying it forward to my future self
An alley-oop to setup better mental health
Now that things are in the right perspective
Lessons present, proof that every time I committed to growth, I truly meant it
With this new chance to embrace moderation and craft these dreams in development


Photo by Joshua Earle

Nice to Hear From You Again

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Your freshest album plays a reinvention of music
Recreation of momentary self expression
Absorbed in flow, this continuous show
To grow every dream like blades of grass tipped in frosted snow
Seasonal depression, no longer in tow
I remember now these feelings I used to know

Welcome
Welcome once more melody over tragedy
Footsteps on the path to be, taking me from land to sea
Naivety of crafting dreams
As I’m no longer passing these opportunities to live and breathe
Deep breath in, then relieve, shift in focus how to perceive
Life, death, and the time between


Photographer: James Pond

Refocus

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Lose your mind falling into music
Lose anxiety moving towards fusing heartbeat with melody
Start your feet, step to me, melt into ecstasy, fantasy
A last chance for us to see, to freely breathe
No time to disagree
Only this moment to sing-believe in dreams ’n’ destiny
Before death gets to me, the restful sleep
A return to the start before I ever had a heart
Beat beat, heart heart beat beat, heart heart beat beat
Before I ever ever had a heart beat beat
To the drum beat repeat ’til I’m six feet deep sleep
Mistakes heaped up, mountains

Now facing days wasted
Mirror’s displacement replaced with staring at cold ground
Stuck on basic questions only ever found in insecurity
Back slump, chin down, emotional posture hurting me
You can see definitively the painful end of apathy
From lazy days to suddenly singing new perspectives
Ideas, viewpoints ’n’ lenses
No longer stuck behind a heart’s defenses
Self induced dimensions of distance
As if love were a business and I declared bankruptcy

This last Tuesday I had the amazing opportunity to see Mako perform their debut album, Hourglass. During the show, I thought about what music meant to me and now I wrote something to express it.

Current favorite song is Craziest Day I Ever Had

Photographer: Me at a Land’s End sunset a couple weeks ago.

Neuroplastic Transition

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Now let me pass my thanks
For this booster shot
Urgency to move, I got
It flowing in my veins
Got it growing in my brain
Hero’s plot, the second stage
Sword of destiny, now in range
To write the other side of fate
To make, create, to break ‘n’ shake
Off self-ridicule, the mirror’s fool
Apathy’s riddle ruled and conquered
No longer stuck on the first step
Leaps and bounds towards the next breath
Placing my best bet
Reminded of passion to fasten ideas into action
This choice to live in dreams passing
Demons on cloud nine with a

FUCK YOU
This is my life to lose
I refuse time spent solely focused on the blues
Ignoring sunshine, sunrise, these daily rainbow hues
You must be deranged and confused to think I’d throw away the music
Wordplay fused in the melody
Hell fell, fella see, broken fallacy at the bass drop beat
Ping pong feet quickstep to the feature presentation
On both main stage and front row seat
To greet these shadows headstrong
Fear thawed and melted
Insecurity handled and dealt with
As confidence comes in rhyme
Heartbeat ‘n’ harmony intertwined


Photographer: Me

I wrote this to capture the feeling when someone amazing tells you that they believe and have faith in you. A feeling that can change the way your brain works.

 

Growing Pains

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Past self, fake wealth
Transform in stealth of night to join the hero’s fight
No fright in the new day
Blocked out dismay
Disarray, dreams frayed
Love fade, an empty face, this empty space
Disgraceful reflections

Shame
Shame
Shame

No, stop that self blaming
No, I’m not claiming you’re good yet
But breathe that next breath
Take that next step
Cause you ain’t done yet

So why did you put dreams on pause
Why are you scared of love
Why
Why
Why do you hesitate
Do you spoil fate
Why do you throw it all away

What happened to the music
The flow you pledged to never lose
In between momentous orange slices of time
Where did you put your shine
You know you can’t rewind
So stop pretending to live blind
Behind past glory, the fast story
Bloom at night, then decay in the morning
Now heed the storm’s warning

With a heart worn on your sleeve
Prepare to feel torn
To mourn conclusions
Thread’s colorful illusions
All the while choosing
A life of love fueled by the music
Ocean’s waves fused with your musing


Photographer: Tim Marshall