Who, What, Where, When, And, Why by Storm Rizing

it's been a good day so long but I've lost my words they're all wrong
where's my rhythm
where's my meaning
what do I strive for?
what am I seeing?
come in with the voices
come in with your loss
go out the door real fast
you got to get out- it'll cost you
It'll cost you to be slow and to bind your life to lies but it'll take many consequences for you ta' open your eyes
It is hard to be free in a society that demands you conform to a system that has its own plans
we've got a plan for you
you will
you will soon be a cog in a great wheel
you'll be buying and selling and the only time you will have you will steal. 
you will steal
you've been stolen from
the greatest thing you could ever have is a love for life
in all this that's what they tend to take away
its a passion for living and a reshaping of your way
molded into lines and set out onto streets
into buildings and apartments it is all in what you eat
you are fed the lies from the community trough
this is the american machine manufacturing us
off assembly lines we walk
in assembled lives we live
in assemblies we are given
and assemblies we forgive
we forgive the lies without ever identifying the lines
the lines that bind us here are here all the time
ascribing to prescriptions
subscribing to costs
this is a bill that is billing us and we don't have the money
we ain't got the time
we ain't got or given
we don't have and won't have the time
the myth that you labor and you work on up and when you're up there you're okay you will all let it drift by
down a river your youth goes flowing and free
you trade it for some fucked up prosperity
I hope your SUV and your plasma TV and your five-day-a-week reality don't become the life I live
it is a testament to being comfortable and making sacrifices of your dream.
this system isn't my dream its
it's someone else's
it is a vision put together by hellish devils
this consumerist life
this privileged cage
this golden mean it
the way they ask you to behave
the whole selling of your life
the trading of money
it's not funny
it really never was
we're still peasants
clearly we're still peasants
clearly we're still peasants
the heavenly presents that you buy at the store
the plastic wrapped salvation
the eagerness to stay indoors
this is 
this is a failure failing fast
losing out
this is a test that we're failing
as the lines
cut in deep
cut in deep
make us bleed
make us bleed
watch the TV
watch the TV
watch the TV
flip the light switch
stock the fridge
forget but don't forgive
don't forgive them
don't forgive yourself
you've got to get out before they make you a stranger to yourself 
estranging you from your dreams and making you mean and forcing you into regular patterns
these patterns are poison in a toxic social state but we are unable to get out if we let them decide the way
we are divided
we are weak
succumbing to supplanted way
it hurts us like a dagger but we hold on anyway
this rope we're tying around our own necks it isn't seeming to let up
not seeming to let up
not seeming to let up
won't be getting out of here
keep it in vegas you fucking tourist slut
you're a piece of the problem you're breaking the gut
and your obese belly bleeds
obese belly bleeds
as the bloated american dream float down the stream
the stream of digital stimulus as it comes in and coerces us to be passive and pleased all shiny and polished on the floor of failure in a hall of fame
the millennial's will carve our name
and then we'll forget it
as the world bleeds into dust
and the days that we live in 
won't amount to much
and that's the fear so just get out and live
take that message with you

(2015 Storm Rizing)
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Who, What, Where, When, And Why

The Fall by Storm Rizing

yo
 i don't know who i am 
so i gotta' show a little piece of this mother fuckin' flow
okay
alright
it's hard
it's hard to find
its hard to find any noise that means anything 
when this rhyme is flowing rapidly downstream
the american dream is breaking at the seams
so grab the ones you love
get a big fuggin' gun
and go
to the hills you go
i used to think that my songs meant something
that my life was right
i used to think that i could stand for something but now i see
in the mire
we're all in the fire here
the mire
we're sinkin' dear
the hailstones they're falling from
the water is going over the levee
they just declared martial law
the storm that rolled in last week
what came with it was a change in our lives
now can't get what
what we seek
what we seek
is what
is what we sought
and what we sought day after day
the instant gratification
it sold us we were bought as we went out on another vacation
and soon it will all be coming
soon it will 
soon it will 
soon it will all be fallin'
fallen' 
fall in' 
fallen'
too fast 
too fast 
too fast 
too fast
fallin' fallin' fallin'
but will it all last
i hope this fucked up system of fucking shopping malls and poison
of ease 
of easy safe and comfortable language 
of greed
this greed it has us bound
this binding is 
it is in the sound 
in the sane
in the way that we're livin'
our brains are stayin' in a system
in a system that's killing life
in a system 
in a system
in a system 
arrested 
in a~
in a~
the winds have come
the winds have come
as the power outages
as the sprayin' burning of the villages
the villages commences you'll see them
standing in rows this season
the police estate
the police state
the police estate
the police state
the police state
the police estate
will we get out
or is it too late
I think its too late 
too late 
oooohhhh
the consequences they are mounting
like a fountain bleeding blood in the heart of
our world
our world unfoils
unroils
we're broiling
a frog in a pot
we're boiling
ooohh
and i try ta-
i try to mean something
but such a small speck in it all
all my joy and my happiness
all my pain and sorrow 
this music
it is so terribly small
tryin' to see through it all
so i keep careening on
keep careening on
like a waterfall
like a waterfall
let the rain fall
no better yet keep it all
let calamity mount
I wanna see the fall
I wanna see the fall

The Fall

My Bones by Storm Rizing

just like my bones invisible
just like
too
too often it seems like my voice 
my thoughts
are not visible
so visible
i'm invisible
it seems like as we call out
that the most deep inside part of us
the truth
the truth i live for
is unseen and unheard
always delving deep an intention
did i mention that i like to talk politics
but at the end of each parched day
stranded in the desert of modern decay i 
i am always seeking 
to tame
let
let the wildness wander
yet in this life we squander i 
i have broken my leg
had to amputate it while i laid in bed
my own skeleton it is holding me up
but you
you don't see much of it
trying ta' recover from the broken hate and plunder
the way
the way that i have found my freedom
i am here on the verge
tryin' 
trying to prove my worth
word by word i'll sing away this curse i
i feel like this little song is just alright
it's just alright
cause after all what power do i have
not enough
too bad
too bad
it's really too bad
and the people who seem to have all 
all they could care to do
is to squander it on one stupid unimportant you 
need to expand you heart and your dream to encompass all humanity
i will let this silly little improvised song come to an end
seems like i need to defend 
defend my time
defend my mind
but never be afraid to bend and change
let this 
let this
let this
let this 
slip in and make you one
with
with with 
with yourself
be one
be one with yourself i 
i hope you prosper

My Bones

This Brave New World by Storm Rizing

i have not been alright for quite some time
malcontent to sit back and bask in the cake
this paradigm
it is so fake
and it fades in time
hope in fades in time
hope it fades in time
i'm sick of having my days measured in
in rationing
in burdensome performing
all I wish is to live in one
bask in the rays of the morning sun
bask in the rays of the morning sun
but it seems seems that this 
that this
that this maze
it paralyzes us in oh so many ways
with assurances
and hollow promises
expectations built on a hunger
a blunder
this wonder
sometimes it feels like only the ocean really knows me
i am nobody 
nature is the ultimate wisdom
unwritten
this mountain top that i am standing on
reveals to me 
that it all will just go on
so many calamities are mounting
a forest of trees (falling)
all the apologies that'll ever stand for them
every twisted 
perverted justification
will not be enough to atone
they should atone
countless crimes against all of life are committed
as this system hurdles on into a 
darker
braver
new world
this brave new world
this brave new world
this brave new world

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This Brave New World

True Night, At Last by Storm Rizing

i find it kinda hard to follow the beating of my heart
moments set upon foundations wrought in the tales of my life lost and begot
i have not forgotten 
i am not alone
i am not hungry and
i am disappointment by my expectations
the specter of this failing nation
as the days wind
wind their way by
i go along 
along alone
along this road
along this road
it is a sicken sensation to be trapped in the houses 
dominated by the corporate nation
no one is free here
in the sense
in the sense of
the consequences of their anti-love
they're gonna be some great cataclysmic events
just wait
but i 
i will endure because i wanna be there to smile with you in the ruins
because 
because this world we live in an aberration
married to the sickest most heretical human crimes
inside the minds that rule this hive place
nothing but hunger and space to dominate
but its alright because i know there will be a night
so thus
so thus
don't fear
just wait till' you here it come here
being ruled by the american system
its a party game for horrible people
they are a nation against humanity
we're all in a global shit race into a dystopic future
a dystopic future
i just know it
i just know it
so the sooner it falls we can be free of it all
yet me
yeah that's me
still waiting to see the fall because i can barely tolerate it at all
these walls
these walls

True Night, At Last

Moonglow by Storm Rizing

cascade away
lose out
decay
ultimately dead
dead in the head
lost in sleep
burning in bed
habit is sunk
arms are weak
you're lost today
you're lost this week
the rain comes down
the bread is stale
you try to catch the drip
there's a hole in you pail
your shoes are broken
to match your hands
your eyes are lost
and so I am
and mellow you
and angry me
friendly sounds
that creep
silly sit-downs
and scary runarounds
and flying high through the skies don't know
losing out
I am shown the sun
I've shown the sun
I've shown the sun a smile
chase it mile by mile
really want to get out of here again
but the truth is 
that I want to be OK
wherever I am
no need to go
no need to plan
smiling bright
through the night
the fog it clears
lost my fears
lost my hope
but found a rope
I'm climbing now
into the sky somehow
the wind is bright even at night
the moon it glows
through the trees it blows

| in bittersweet memory of a girl who loved snails, fancied tea pots, and collected stolen signs - just like me. Who had my heart and drifted away. To all that was, and wasn't. I love you Ashley |

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Moonglow

The Cracks ( Rust On ) by Storm Rizing

Who are you when we sit here by ourselves?
lookin' at this world in all its chaotic wonder
we must ask ourselves 
what was our blunder?
accidentally infamous
forsaking the happiness
slowly we failed and we're falling fast
drawn to these outskirt places
wondering how the fuck we'll save the human race
but oh now I see just like the tide
things are going and I cannot hide
from the hopeless 
hopeless reign around me
no mystery here anymore
on the winds of change my outstretched wings will soar
and now I, I
I am petrified
how I want to give my life
but oh
oh its all coming down
and very few things that we can do and get around 
the fate we all 
are walking towards
this day I see
and oh the fork
that I look
that I look around I wonder
how to us save in time 
the human race we're sick
sick and bound to a paradigm
paradigm and so few get so rich
the rest of us just go around 
we pursue our base needs and wants 
entrapped by the shroud upon our eyes
upon their eyes
we are lost
it is goodbye
this is goodbye
but I hope i'm wrong
I hope that i'm wrong
the pressure and the wait
the hunger I can't take it
pushin' us on on 
towards the cliff we go along
on on on
a river black and polluted now upon 
we rest 
we rest upon a raft 
a reason in the vast
moments of a golden age
if you could call this coal gold
this golden age
it is so good
now just behave
killin' killin' the rest of life
the beauty
the other forms that I value more than plasma TVs
just give me some goddamn trees
protect it all from our hunger
we can't this is the autumn
it is the fall
rusting on into the future
rusting on into the future
and I am hopeless and hit upon
the loss
the cracks they grow upon
they grow upon

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The Cracks (Rust On)

Futility Blues by Storm Rizing

divided and desperate
defeated and apathetic
a hypocrite
a royal class brat
defeated and blundering
self deserving no one
cause i
only wish for the summer sun
so i can pack my backpack and leave everyone
tired if the pace
the frenetic pace of modern life
really want a taste
get back to the road and go away
but no no no
i feel like i would leave my chance at saving our collective destiny
a point of contradiction 
a point of contradiction 
a point of contradiction 
and i just wanna 
wanna resolve it and have some fun
find the peace before its done
spend your laboring
lose your self and now it's amazing
the sky
the skies so blue
and i am tired of spending it
trying to correct and avoid our greatest doom
caught up and bored in my living room
thought i'd get a careeer
thought i'd get a degree
thought i'd spend my time serving a greater destiny
but its so ironic how the world pacifies us
they say "co-opt the world to change it"
but no no no
it won't work
we're doomed
no no no it won't work
being the head
or the directer
even the fucking president
can't change it fix we go
can't change it fix we go
i miss the road
i miss the road
i miss when my time was there standing in my boots with 
nowhere to go
and not a dollar to my name
no schedule or routine to take my time away
i miss the days where i would wander
and now i'm here and in comfort i squander
don't waste another minute playing dumb
you clearly know the ultimate sum
can this world be saved
answer 
a second more
ask yourself where you will be when the winds have come
there is more
more chaos to be felt
more crisis round the corner
there is more 
more love to be had
the happiness you sacrificed you are so bad
spending your time confined 
four walls this paradigm
takes and spits you up
and chews you and cuts you up
and gives you nothing but a bill
take your life and now you are a shill
here my friend
take take the blue pill
the steak will taste better here in the matrix
don't ask what is really going on
you must get ready for the night
ignore the coming dawn
a future that we walk on interstates that have crumbled 
the wild wild wilderness is now coming
we squandered
we squandered the modern age
and now we should be bothered to be aware that it falls
falls
falls

Futility Blues

Around the Bend by Storm Rizing

here we are moving on into the end
ecocide this is a constant trend
choice elective voluntarily made
the corporations prey on our increasing needs

this is a place that decides to get into and infiltrate our minds
i do wish to get through to you in a time when it matters most
we need to redirect us all
to stand up against the ghost of the man behind the curtain 
proposing an evil plan
choosing what is chosen
deciding what will be

sun it rises upon the skeleton of a planet
burning smoke an into a deathly deadly place 
that you will be born into if we don’t change it
change it when it matters most
The ghost of our demand
our first world privileges
yielding chaos and death

this is the ultimate fact that lives behind the lines
every one of us loyal to this paradigm
ignore the fact that stemming from the courses of the choices of all of our life
a growing strife
suicide and death
loss of self, the choice
this consequence is inevitable

capitalism has extorted the world
and daily robs from us a better life

who are you to think your choices don’t have consequences
everything’s so plastic, everything invented
you buy it with your money not caring for the cost

this is a final call I hope that you are not lost
cause' we are in a time
we’re running out of everything
this paradigm is robbing us of everything that we care most for

and delivering unto the enemy
bombs are flying; anomie
this apathy inside of us
hope we can get out of the clutches of
clutches of this paradise
of pleasure and pain,
consumed by 
a hunger in our plates 
planted their by consumer minds

and I can see that we will end
this could go all night
can't help but defend the tree and love the breeze
cause' you can hear it blowing in the wind
you can hear an end to everything
the sunrise just like the moonshadow
we follow it into the night

millions and trillions of dollars putting forth
building bombs what is the real worth
we say it’s to fight terrorism
but isn’t it true that we are terrorists with a smoking gun
america
america
america
what have you become?


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▼ Dedicated to the late Michael E. Ruppert, whom I share a birthday with. This song boldly denounces corporate globalization/ social engineering, and seeks to draw attention to the immediate dangers posed by global climatic instability caused by humans. Cat Stevens: thanks for "Moonshadow" And Bob Dylan: for "Blowin' in the Wind" ▲

Around the Bend (The Great Bottleneck Blues)

Peace De' Resistance by Storm Rizing

blood soaked sun 
it gazes down upon
mistakes a millennium in the making
stuck
tale of civilization
it is a fact that we struggle against
not just ourselves
nature is fierce
pattern of struggle
pattern of war
pattern of love
and no more
so damn advanced we've become
casting our shadows on the very sun
the human race
what is our fate going to be
we expand
expanded and expounded
going beyond what was necessary
going on now 
its a hurry
we step on into the coming night
total information accessibility
lost in the world its a
blue sky turned grey
its getting hotter on this blue and green planet
as cerulean fades it way to brown
we're losing out
and leaving behind the multitudes
the billions of other humans made to earn
inequality it seems to be here to stay
the legacy we cast upon
the future may 
come and gone
is paved in the blood and misery
wish we could get out of apathy
but the cycle 
the setting of the sun
eating up the world we love
destroying it all 
wheres the love
hungry
hungry and blind we go
in this war
we all will lose
hungry for some good news
but oh
we won't hear our prayers heard
we're using up the world
and it feels like not enough of us care
so the blood-stained son
cries beneath a smoking gun
and bleeding 
bleeding and broken we'll fall
loving it all
seeing it all come to a point of 
absolute devastating failure
and we are caught in the maelstrom
this is a storm to take us all
but the consequences that will mount and weigh upon us all
are felt and sensed
a butterfly's wings have flapped
and even as we collapse
I know it was coming fast
through the choices to live and dominate the planet
the people that control the corporate
the wealthy
as this empire has bloomed and known
they've needed to own
have control of far too much
I wish it would not have to end in dust
end in dust
but it is all coming
dusk is here as the embers falling
and if we want to keep the skies a beautiful blue
if the green is something we want to have in more than dream
we need to correct
correct our path
but I'm afraid that this world they've built will last
it has convinced us
to be hungry for too much
and care only about ourselves
forget about the rest of us who dwell
the birds and the trees
where is our humanity
the dolphins 
the whales
the lions
and the cockatiels
and we're drunk on our own hunger
drunk it is a blunder
we
this dream
this dream
this dream
this dream
is now becoming a nightmare as 
the sun it sets here
the sun it sets here 
and crossing the horizon 
a billion transmission lines
lighting the atmosphere from below
burning all the coal and oil
wrapping it in plastic
a hundred thousand heart attacks
selling the poison by the pound
oh the sound I have got
a whisper in the dark
the dawnlight pales
and the new days hails
in triumph found
and it is the sound of our heartbeat
the resistance to this scheme
that is treasured here
a way to peace
but oh the world we are colonizing
destroying it all
this battle is won
here have a car
what do we even strive for when the trajectory that we're going on upon
promises to sweep us down 
and bring the world to the ground
we'll eat up all the beautiful life
and what can one single life seem to do
dust to dust
dust to dust
dust to dust
dust to dust
if we want to avoid this wicked fate we'll have to call upon 
the impossible
is it impossible
and I fear
I fear we will fall
and there is nothing at all I can do 
for me and you

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Peace De' Resistance

-----INTRO----
David Hulbert: Wooow!!
Sebastian Hopper: I was just a  spoiled frickin' city kid back then, no joke
David Hulbert: i don't know where i am the city is big it makes me wanna jig. all the dancers outside wanna show you their boobs but they wanna make you pay them- isn't that the truth?
Stormy: 
"I don't like the city it is way too big
always somewhere to go and nowhere to be
it always reminds me how unfree I feel in the city"
Sebastion: the city sucks man


------------|Get out of the City|------------

me: always so full of noise and toxic dust,
all these walls of cement and all this rust.

whenever I am there in the big city,
I always think to myself,
how I just need to get out,
and see some pastoral grassland again!
...somewhere where I can see the goddamn stars,
away from a million fucking cars!

and even though I am out there,
I know that somewhere a mountain falls.
a forest is cut down,
they are taking it all,
to build up the skyscraper lifestyle.

while the're busy paving green mile-by-mile.

this cancerous body of urban wastes, 
that fosters the insanity and depraves.

I know its connected by a veiny river,
the interstates, they connect it all and bring us our dinner.

a thousand oil spills of inevitability,
so that we can live in condos,
and go on shopping sprees!

the taxi will take you almost anywhere,
but its hard if you want to really go nowhere.

in the big city you can't escape the patterns,
routine and obligation; fashion,

they've fashioned themselves out of what they hate,
but they cant seem to get out and its almost too late.

dancing around like flies on a wall,
in the center of a crowd alone in the thrall.

they catch sight of a streetlight,
flickering on some forgotten street.
and they ask themselves,

who are you?
and where are we?
and how can I get out of this city?

where poisonous gas is leaking up through the cracks,
sewage spills out on the hearts of the inhabitants.

and Oooooh life in the city,
shake up and packaged like its one big prosperous dream.

floor by floor and level by level,
the neon sign smirks at you like the devil.

but how do you get out?
these shackles they hold you to the cubical. 

you dream of freedom while you pay for parking.

you take a trip down to the Chinese place for takeout,
put on your makeup its a big fake-out,
you slap on a smile to pretend that you don't really doubt.

being a part and sitting around,
you really just want to take a flight out of town.
so leave the city before its too late

undo the handcuffs that have you shackled to the,
great gravest lie in your life.

life in the city as your life passes you by!
ah! it hurts to be here alone in the city,
so take a lesson from us three.

get out!
get out of the city!
"get the fuck out"
don't even worry about your things.

one foot in front of the other,
take it from us we know.

get out of the urban jungle!
the place you live in constant manufactured struggle!
raise a fist with your hand to your heart!
say with gusto that you refuse to take a part!

get out!
get out of the city!
you gotta get out,
before it all falls to the sea!

falls to the sea!
when it all will crumble in the end...

get out!
get of the city!"


'Get out of the City'
From the  Legendary one-time 'Rotten Banana Jam'

 100% improvised 100% fun

Intro - Crazy Dave (intro), Seb
Vocal backup effects - Sebastian (dabadabadaba), 
Vocals and rhythm guitar - Me
Harmonica- Crazy Dave
Percussion/ tapping- Seb
Second Guitar- Sebastian

Get Out Of The City

Time The River (the great divide) by Storm Rizing  

a great divide has come at last
I don't know if this will last
we may see the final death delusion of
an order built on something great
the kings of the modern state
the corporation they are a king
and now we hear the ring
a million thousand boots around
riot police are on the ground
watching high
high above
a satellite cloaked in love
and wonder wonder wonder when
will we get out and start again?
but no no no no
everything that flows along
especially that which is so wrong
so gravely wrong
and all it it goes it goes
it goes long
time the great river walk 
down to the shore lets have a talk
the world we know today
the world we know today
is partially but not complete
made from that
the dreams 
we sleep
we walk
to the future we walk
and now the echoes
the echoes have stopped
and now all we do is jabber wok
jam around and barely talk
earphones in your ear
now our communities disappear
as the technological assimilation
sweeps us now 
the modern nation
and oh
was it all for good?
an oceans rise  
the eyes 
the ice
its melting now but its all right
you can get the packages
a dream that's built and manufactured in a thousand plants
hope you don't like the plans 
cause they eliminate the most precious state
human beings n' free to love
an choosing virtue and now above
beyond beyond away we walk
the trajectory oh I wish we were taught 
it confined 
can fight 
can find 
to lies defined 
to fight the lines 
that were built to keep us down
consume our lives all around and
oooo-oooO-Oooo-ooO
please do what you can
subvert the evil plans
now is the time we'll see
the evil villainy
and now we go we go 
we walk along
the shore we now have come upon
this river
the river

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Time the River (the great divide)

Song To Compromise by Storm Rizing

it seems alright inside the bubble in which you live
suburban palaces with walls that will forgive
split-screen madness as you forget the costs
you run around in frenzy but now its your day off
and what do you do?
you sit inside and grow bored with you
and closer now you close your eyes but can't slow down
now it goes, goes on right along 
continue relentlessly along this life you plod 
oh oh oh
oh oh oh
oh oo oo
and gradually the smile smirking back at you from the mirror
seems to be getting the last laugh in this song
the song of your life 
the ugly side
the compromise 
that haunts your mind and lets you know that you live 
a fading echo  
a failing one
so much left undone and no  time to do it in 
because
because your compromised
you let your eyes be neglected by
you let your heart go its all a lie
and where do you go when you've fallen all down into the core
in the maelstrom of all you have not lived for?
the regret
oh oh the ice cold regrets
hollow 
a missionary oh
you called who down?
you call to snow
you howl n' howl n' howl n' howl as the rain comes
it soaks your coat and swallowed your guns
and your blind
blinded by the sleet in your eyes
your very own self perpetuated demise
so just open them
remove the stitching from your eyes
your beautiful eyes
and its no surprise that you are here now
so stop lying to your self
you've got to reach out and pick up that sense of meaning
that you once found so many years ago for it waned and
mundane normative adult hood
put you through the wringer
and now you can barely glimmer
in the light of the full moon
you hardly care 
anymore 

( "Song to Compromise" is registered by Storm Rizing under a Creative Commons License. Free to download, use, and share. Must attribute <3 )

Song To Compromise

----------│DOLDRUMS│------------

what will matter in the end my friends
is where the world is 
when it all ends
i ask you to think about what you are going through in life
and really cast a thought to where you'll be at the end of time
the end of days
the day when
this meditative maze
and its amazing to see the world in all of its glory
and to know that the future it is building
is slowly crumbling  away
from dust it crumbles on along to dust 
it oh it must
i know it must
the only unchanging thing is the story as we know it is told by the winner
U.N. the winner

this winter will be dark and cold
and most of us will freeze to the bone
and the fate we create isn't what we wanna see
but the world that we know is all building 
under it's own weight
and we wait
and we wait
but it doesn't get better
we are in in in in in 
the chains and the fetters and the turtleneck sweaters
and the amazon accounts
leaking all our 

choice and choice its all to choice
and oh the boat is keeling on and now its getting moist
as the waters rises now 
as the glaciers melt
the sound of methane escaping 
into thee atmosphere
the atmosphere
we act like its okay
and we don't care
and now we'll disappear
and now we care we'll disappear

because this all just one great battle of cause and effect
and now we'll fail but I'm not oh at all surprised
i'd say we should listen to we who spit out
the writing on this wall is getting darker 
but the wolves are getting brighter 
you can the hear the tune inside you its your own voice
singing that  the world will get green get
"...go on in the world because"
so we should change it
or we'll lose it all
and get the better of us

and then there will be a fall into ages like night
fascism rises all around the world
and the corporate business agenda
has us flirting the line with true disaster
its the power that their after
they'll manipulate our fate to get the best out of it and us
we'll see
just wait
just wait 
just wait
i'll see it all go down
we will watch the water rise
and it won't slow down 
till the veil it bursts
and the people in
in ________
wake up...

(Doldrums is licensed under a noncommercial, free use creative commons License by Storm Rizing. Use, share, download, edit freely. Must attribute )

"Fascism USA"

Doldrums

The Rotten Bannana Jams (the secret bonus track)

River Weed by David Hulbert, Sebastian Hopper, and me, Stormy

(laughter)
left my weed at the river
it makes me feel so blue every time I do
when you feel it in your heart you know its gone
when your weed floats down -pond-
the river weed
it goes fast as speed
just like a weed
the river weed
(jamming it up)
(rad bass solo from seb)
(harmonica solo Crazy Dave)
(funky bass breakdown)
(Dave bridging in another folksy solo)
Trevor "Elijah Come pick up your bread"
Dave "Whaaat?"
Dave  "Breads done, Elijah"
Stormy " I KNOW"
- the trio brings it home-

River Weed

Blocks ( No Barriers ) by Storm Rizing

the building blocks
the building blocks
the building blocks
the building
the building blocks
the blocks
the blocks
they're falling and you are okay with it
because you're okay with it
they've got benches and bunkers and buildings
and forges and empires and loyalty
and what have i got to fight with
with unity and smiles 
with abounding charity
with 
with a love that knows no barriers
no barriers
this love it knows no barriers
no race or creed are corrupted by greed
this love knows a love
a love that knows barriers
no barriers
this love it knows no barriers
no race or creed are corrupted by greed
this love knows all
knows all

Blocks ( No Barriers )

▁ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ If you are here please take note. These are my echoes - this project is one of my time capsules. Keep your lanterns lit. Forever yours


Thought criminal, poet psychohistorian & ecologist | 3rd generation hippy 2nd generation punk | ♬ 100%improvisation.

“Any fool can tell a crisis when it arrives. The real service to the state is to detect it in embryo.”
― Isaac Asimov, Foundation 


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|  A WORD ON HISTORY IN THE MAKING |
"As the times intensify, political polarization take the place of meaningful dialogue- it is becoming more and more clear to me that the complex problems of our age demand intersectional politics, compromise, and dialogue that gets beyond pigeon-holing, and name calling that only creates mere division.

I think that it is clear that no party, ideology, or movement has all the answers. Too many politically charged arguments end when the participants plant their heels, and take to hurling absolutes, and slinging mud.

What is needed is to address the tragic consequences of globalization on people and the environment - this cannot be the "free market" because that does not confront the problems, it merely permits them, nor ought a government control everything- states rights, social programs, and free expression must all co-mingle somehow, though still perhaps not at all. 

Much to our peril, there are indeed axioms that refuse to cooperate: I belong to some, and that is the living division. Perhaps our great lesson, as history reveals, that ideas are living things; they possess us, they linger, grow, change, and endure the times even though we are mortal, and temporally bound.

I speak now of war; of ideas. And in this battle, we see the deeper concepts tinkle in the murky depths of our humanity- the drumming grows stronger, our pulses quicken as we witness a cry for blood, for sacrifice, for sweat, and for tears.

As we step closer to the presidential elections here in our (my) country, as the wold is increasingly endangered by militarization, and entropy that will haunt us as the specter nourished on the fragrant, and dangerous notion of limitless expansion- there is emerging from its hidden conclaves, the vanguard, the defenders, and aggressors- summoning minds the world over to fight in this storm. 

Beneath all this turmoil (of which more will develop as a necessary consequence of the primordial struggle) our lives will be touched by the hue of dusk, as a shadow promises a night-marish sleep, just as the sun begins to freeze beneath an ideological winter.

Is this the beginning of a dark-age? If our affairs worsen enough, as they taunt, yes-and then what are we then? Are we individuals defined by our identities, will events of scale swallow us? Is there a middle road in these extreme times? Is there time still yet, to navigate the rough waters, made all the more rough, as this ancient boat we ride in (civilization itself) threatens to capsize, as the waves lick upwards; the depths of self-conflicted hatred, envy, and zealotry hungrily promise a chaotic embrace...

Do not mistake me, this is the crescendo that rages on within the hollow halls, in the plate glass towers, in the poverty of stricken streets- a clamor no amount of screens, and slick ads can suppress.
There is danger friends, and I worry...
That is all."

STORM RIℤING 5/9/2016

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