'my own hell'

Most thoughts of mine, well, they must be contained.
Yet somehow they still form words I shouldn't say.
And sometimes I need to be locked in a cage.
Until I can demonstrate that I can manage my brain. 

Why are you fucking with me?
Oh, so abundantly.
It's fucking hard when I can't trust me.
Or anybody else.
So, go on bludgeoning me
until I'm obsolete, 
for this shit will always, forever repeat.
I've become my own hell. 
But I will prevail.
Catch some wind in my sail.
And go blaze my own trail...

my own hell

An impressionistic/improvisational piano piece.

Wilderness Wanderings (Part 2)- The Mist https://on.soundcloud.com/c1WnpumUc4dqz2H96

Wilderness Wanderings (Part 3)- The Bridge https://on.soundcloud.com/GmHMejcmAFWqvcy2A

Wilderness Wanderings (Part 1)- The Void

Waiting

Lyrics
[verse]
Easy Does It---too smooth/ another groove-
Bottom line ---another jam/ now watch the move
Turn a blank page ---straight in-to a masterpiece
A HipHop feast----Practice-- rehearse---and unleash a beast
------No if —-and or buts----not even a maybe 
 I tend to rhyme a lot ---it's in the bag baby
An awareness of what's ---about to go down
Never careless -----and seldom ----ever wrong
Never the less------I'm here ——-so Let's---throw it down
My blueprint----- my process-----so sing along
pump up the volume ---let's do it like that
Don't really matter as a matter of fact
As long as you're rocking by the end of the track
Level one up------Cruising like a Cadillac

[verse]
so many rhymes --------written-------------- styles bitten 
Tracks so sick --- they'll leave you ------------bed ridden
Word play--------written-----with ------------shadow--rhyme hidden 
visions-----That occur------with ------------lethal--precision
--------insight for dayzzz-----------experience that pays
you'll be amazed------------rhyme after rhyme--phrase after phrase---
-----how the hell he do that------and the-------  message conveys ---
cohesion on the track--------I'm-a---set it ----ablaze
Another--Track ----turnt----up------Set this one on---------re-plays

[verse]
This ain't no illusion—-no trick, no mirage
I'm crafting the hits—-like I'm the rap Sarge
Line after line—-I speak the hard truths
Old school grinds from my early youth
Sharp as a tack—-with flows that stick
A verbal attack—-slick quick pic
In this game of words—-I'm the king, no debate
Got bars for days—-stack them up, heavyweight
I ride these beats—-got 'em begging for mercy
Half poet, half prophet—-lyrically wordy——————————

Blueprint

Our Dog

Recorded on Basic 4-Track cassette recorder with delay effect making a tempo, I thought of the hobbits Journey when I was finding a name for this tune

The Hobbits Quest {2001}

un nouvel habit pour cette song de 2022
 PAROLES
Quoi de plus beau que l’Inconnu
 Voir d’autres mers, voir d’autres nues
Et s’il faut jouer aux ingénus
Goûter le sel sur ta peau nue

L’aventure est au bout de la rue
 Juste à l’endroit où l’on s’est connu
S’ouvre le règne de l’Inconnu
Quoi de plus beau que l’Inconnu 
_________________________________________________________
What could be more beautiful than the Unknown
 To see other seas, to see other clouds
And if we have to play the ingenuous
Taste the salt on your bare skin

Adventure is at the end of the street
 Right in the place where we met
The reign of the Unknown begins
What could be more beautiful than the Unknown

Waiting

Omnisedan