(One sweaty august night found me drunk on a sidewalk aimed towards out of Arizona. It was a thursday, I'm sure of that, as I was inspecting the fantastic hole in my ear which was supposed to be filled with the earring, that, 10 minutes prior, had abandoned me while I was running through the sprinklers on the athletic fields with a girl I would grow to hate. As I shambled along my way, up in the distance I spied to myself this lonely looking bus stop; just a sign that'd been slapped on a stick and a sorry lookin' bench that wasn't sure if it could fit two people or three. To be honest with you, I don't actually remember how it happened, but some way or another I ended up on that bench next to this remarkable contradiction of a human. You know the type; the 'He's got shit on his shoes but stars in his eyes' kind of deal.) 
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GENESIS 2:16-17 


Met a man down south by the Arizona spout, son he shared his drink with me -- he was dressed to detest at the bus stop rest, full of shame and sippin' sympathy. 

He said, "Come here boy! Can you help a man out?! Don't want your money, just your time. I'm gonna catch the next ride right out of this life, can you help me clear my mind?" 

I said, "Hell yeah." 

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Act II: THE QUEST FOR THE HOLY GRAIL 


Yeah, he touched The Edge of The Earth, he's been through Hell and back, said he has seen what people can be. Said he stood on The Sun with his best friend's gun and blew away all of his beliefs. Said the Face of God is a sharp silver rod punchin' heroin into your veins. 

And he said "If you ain't lost Love... well then you ain't lost enough. So you sure as hell can't complain." 

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CHAPTER THREE AND THE ENDING 


Just then a bus rolled up, howlin' clouds of dust, and My Friend gathered up his things; just the clothes on his back, an old bottle of jack, and this Book with painted stains. He said for everyone he met he took the color of their life and he put it in this journal that's lookin' far more black than white. 

I said "Well... tell me who you are, Old Man." 

He told me "Son, it's all the same. 'Cause at the end of the day, when we all fade away, I'm just another painted page." 


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(And that was the last I ever saw of him. Went back next thursday at 6:30 PM, just like we planned, and put a good size dent in my drink waitin' for him. He never showed.)

Seth

July 13 2014 
(sunday morning starves the darkness.the world around me has collapsed under the weight of its own illusion.as tensions mounted, the pressure beneath surged to face the day causing the buffalo tantrum which shocked me into absolute and irrevocable submission.) 
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I Have Seen Light In This World 

...when I met God on a couch at four o' clock in the morning. He was ecstasy incredible; his song was the cries of 

passion 

from the next room over. That noise danced along the white walls of the house and blessed them with movement, and with life. He was my friend. And in that moment, as I sat, meeting God on a couch at four o' clock in the morning, I saw the world clearer than I had ever seen it before. 

Yes, I Have Seen Light In The Beauty Of A Home; 
In dishes, pregnant with the secrets of The Earth; In glass structures of exotic construction; In books that roar in the ferocity of their creation. 
I have seen light in shoes of mango majesty; oranges and pinks and greens woven together in an electric tantrum. I Have Seen Light In This World, It was in the eyes of a man 


I Have Seen Darkness In This World 

...when I met God on a couch at four o' clock in the morning. He was malevolence immense; his song was the 

cries 

of passion from the next room over. He was drinking the screams of a dead girl as he took from her what he wanted. 
He was my friend. 
And in that moment, as I sat, meeting God on a couch at four o' clock in the morning, I saw the world as I never had before. 

Yes, I Have Seen Darkness In The Chaos Of A Household; 
In scattered dishes festering with their rejected contents; In glass instruments of poisonous purpose; In books that chronicle the evil our species is capable of; In shoes made by slave laborers. I Have Seen Darkness In This World, it was in the eyes of a man I knew once; brown and black, woven together like stiff, spanish velvets.

Stiff Spanish Velvets

Can you believe it? Someone drowned in The Garden of Eden 
Cause silver springs aren't fit for people to breathe in 
See, I don't understand the world and all the people that need it 
No I don't understand the world and all the people that breed it 
So I'll just leave it. 
Unearth the dirt and live beneath it while I wing it - 
Rock bottom grows on you if you feed it 
See, I don't understand the world and the people that lead it, 
I don't understand the world, No, 

So I don't know why we can't 
Drink pesticide 
We could suck the Crystal Method from the sores beneath our eyes 
Well there are 
7 sins 
With vacancies we can live in 
And I think I'm moving in 
Cause every one of them is looking warm enough inside 

- 
Don't ever settle for the heavy metal 
You gotta change, change, change 
So put the poison plant inside the kettle 
Let's be deranged in place 
Your parents tell you what you could have been? 
Maybe insane, sane, sane 
And if you find a friend don't let em in 
Don't ever let em in, don't let em in 
- 

Can you believe it? Someone drowned in The Garden of Eden 
Cause silver springs aren't fit for people to breathe in 
See, I don't understand the world and all the people that need it 
No I don't understand the world and all the people that breed it 
But I'm not grieving cause I mean it feels like hedonist season, 
So here's the deal steal things for no reason. 
See, I don't understand the world and the people that lead it, 
I don't understand the world, No, 

So I don't know why we can't 
Snort glass and fry 
We could pawn off all our kids for some chemistry supplies 
And there are 
7 sins 
With vacancies we can live in 
And I think I'm moving in 
Cause every one of them is looking warm enough inside... 

-- 
Don't ever settle for the heavy metal 
You gotta change, change, change 
So put the poison plant inside the kettle 
Let's be deranged in place 
Your parents tell you what you could have been? 
Maybe insane, sane, sane 
And if you find a friend don't let em in 
Don't ever let em in, don't let em in 
--

Soap Rings

WHY WOULD YOU THROW THIS ALL AWAY?! 
YOUR HYPOCRITICAL CONDITION BURNS. IT BURNS. IT BURNS. 
YOU THINK THE NEEDLE IN YOUR VEIN WILL PLUG THE HOLE IN YOUR HEART?! 
WELL YOU'RE WORSE. YOU'RE WORSE. YOU'RE WORSE 
(worse for the wear) 

You said you didn't want me to 
find it out that way -- 
over the phone. 
I would have found it at your headstone. 

So when you dream of your escape 
in the dress your mother wore, 
do you picture her face 
when she gets the knock on her door? 

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox 

Queen Calypso's going off, 
you're a hurricane I can't command. 
Even 1000 miles away, I, feel the sting of your consequence. 

Clean Calypso's scissors off, 
I've got her blood on my hands 
and left her digging through her skin for feeling... 

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox 

WELL TELL ME DEAR, HOW'S THE SICKLE TASTE?! 
THERE'S BETTER LIPS THAN TO KISS UP DEATH, WHAT'S LEFT? WHAT'S LEFT. WHAT'S LEFT. 

THE WICKED WITCH USED TO WHISPER HOPE; PERSPECTIVE STAINS YET THE SWEETEST BREATH. LOOK WEST. LOOK WEST. LOOK WEST 
(where are your wings?) 

If you could do it all again, I know you'd toss the good away 
so you won't suffer the bad 
you wear your weakness like a rag. 

So hide away in your merry land, afraid to face the now. 
And opposites attract so you can bring the other down. 

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox 

Queen Calypso's going off, 
you're a hurricane I can't command. 
Even 1000 miles away, I, feel the sting of your consequence. 

Clean Calypso's scissors off, 
I've got her blood on my hands 
and left her digging through her skin for feeling... 

xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox 


*These words I'm carving here: They will not have your ears. They will not have your tears, they will not fuel your*These words I'm carving here: They will not have your ears. They will not have your tears, they will not fuel your*These words I'm carving here: They will not have your ears. They will not have your tears, they will not fuel your-- 

Will you just use them against yourself?

Calypso's Scissors

She said: "Our love is laughter. 
And I'm not sure quite what I'm after... but I can't wait." 

Well these days 
the sun sets faster, and I can see the doubt slide past her 
cause I can't stay 

So let's cash in, like doves to dollars, I promise I won't let you go.

she looks to the sky wearing tears and a smile, says: 

"What broke in your eyes?" 

I'm falling, 
awfully incomplete. 
Let's ask for tonight 
she's fading, 
a distance hiding me 

Well I said, that death can have Her broken soul bleeds passion backwards 
you've turned for the worst dear, you're not who I used to know. 

And she wept, for the heart attacker; 
these black cast lungs breathe words that shatter. 
I'm sin with a shimmer, you thought I was a winner still, though. 

So let's cash in, like doves to dollars 
I'm lost but I'm holding my own 
and the look in her eyes paints me vain gilded vile; 

"What broke in your eyes?!" 

I'm falling, awfully incomplete 
and all of these lies, 
she's bleeding 
a kiss with midas teeth. 

(shh...) 

---------- 

I'm leaving here tonight. 
Chin up, there's gold in your soul. 
And don't scorn those tears you cry, 
look back with a fonder tone.

United Fears Of Vivian

"I am lost 
beneath the mountaintops 
beneath the endless gray 
beneath you. 

So what's the price of this? 
Cause trauma hides behind good things 
And I've known a shepherd false; 
A smile can't disguise it's teeth." 

...well if we're lonely when the sky falls, merry Mary, marry me. 
and we'll step out of the ocean 
cause at least we'll have something. 
well if we're lonely when the sky falls...cut the vestigial love free, 
and merry Mary, marry me.... 
[you're not to blame if we can't see] 

: 
x 
: 

Lonely skies keep falling; merry Mary, marry me. 

: 
x 
: 

you say that you don't have enough of yourself to give to someone else

Merry Mary, Marry Me

((((((((if i could find a way))))))))) 

she pressed her lips against the glass 

(((((if i could find a way))))) 

the past has ruined what's behind her eyes 

and now she's falling 
down 

((if i could find a way)) 

++++++++++++++++++ 

Well I'd crack the sky if it leads you to me 
And all your practice in flight won't shut the world away 
Cause I am the boy with the tourniquet smile and a sunrise that's calling your name 
away from this place.... 

her eyes betrayed her face. 

She cast back a laugh at the medicine man, said "I've played this game before; 
smoke 
and 
mirrors 
wont 
hide your clumsy hands anymore 

I'm the ash on the porcelain 
The razorblade face of the moon 
And I am the girl with the hole in her heart, so this masquerade cast won't come off so soon." 

[refrain] 

Get back, Get back away 
It's not safe for you here 

I'm black from burning days 
You're a glass chandelier 

And your temporary fences, dear, 
from the outside just look like a cage. 

well I am coming in. 

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 
She's breaking down. 
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx 

Well I'd crack the sky if it leads me to you.... 
and all your practice in flight won't save yourself an eye 
Cause I am the boy with a tourniquet smile and a sunrise that's calling your name away from this I am the Judas rebellion, 
I am the vision of god. 
And I am the silver-tongued kiss of the sun, with a hand that'll leave you in 
shock 

[[, refrain]] 

Get back, Get back away 
It's not safe for you here. 

I'm black from burning days 
You're a glass chandelier 

And your temporary fences dear, 
from the outside just look like a cage 
well I've got a ladder and matches to boot so let's climb up the world and we'll burn down this place 

she said:

Lucy's Temporary Fences

Can you believe it? Someone drowned in The Garden of Eden 
Cause silver springs aren't fit for people to breathe in 
See, I don't understand the world and all the people that need it 
No I don't understand the world and all the people that breed it 
Can you believe it? Someone drowned in The Garden of Eden 
Cause silver springs aren't fit for people to breathe in 
See, I don't understand the world and the people that lead it, 
I don't understand the world, No, 


Well I've been bothered a bit by what we're brawling about
Awful as shit, live switch bitch all in the Cloud
Know what I'm talking about?
Meanwhile The West is on fire, pruning oil tycoons and winning wars for hire,
Well I see these things.
Power x Greed makes Me;
Because Humanity's an animal, maybe.
Still I don't understand the world and all the people that breed it, 
No I don't understand the world and all the people that lead it...

But what I do know, is who those that are responsible fight for...
And it ain't the Humans struggling to get by or,
The Black Man minding his own, coming home from the Steeple
Even The Police are out here killing my people
And I say that with white skin, cause my kin runs more than skin deep;
We can all find common ground within our common grief.
And there ain't a medal to peddle for being better than your brother so can we please stop destroying each other?


Can you believe it? 
Someone drowned in The Garden of Eden
Cause silver springs aren't fit for people to breathe in
And I don't understand the world and all the people that breed it,
No I don't understand the world and all the people that lead it,

Can you believe it? 
Someone drowned in The Garden of Eden
Cause silver springs aren't fit for people to breathe in
And I don't understand the world and all the people that breed it,
No I don't understand the world, No,


Now I see Cain & Abel played in vain on cable,
Trying to pull sides out of round tables.
And I feel for the few that just can't do but watch as we choose the same path at each new roadblock.
How many Romeo & Juliets must we correct with death to calm the Montagues & Capulets?
How many Freddie Gray's and New York's Best have got to die to satisfy the human quest for flesh?

(I see) A bunch of passionate people that can't articulate it,
so they get frustrated, take it out on some ridiculous shit.
Rioters, Looters, and The Media too; 
Abusing the news for views and revenue.
This country's crippled initials are brittle, fickle, and fleeting. Congress feeds the disease instead of keeps the heart beating.
I think we had a choice when we cracked the Nuclear Code, resource freedom or complete control.

And so it goes...

Rope Swings

(it was like pushing off most of the ocean)

Will Scarlett