Dream's Mysterium

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  • Minion Rhymes with Demon

    Minion Rhymes with Demon

    It’s just my opinionI don’t like Minions.Like modeling brainlessnesTo our little kids.If I had druthersWe’d all be brothersAnd picking up each otherStead of whatever this is.

  • Perfect

    Perfect

    I had to get a few things.(That’s how you’ve got to do things.)And now my life is perfect.And reader, I have earned it.

  • The C.I.A. Can’t Get Me!

    The C.I.A. Can’t Get Me!

    I am making a new commitment to let go of things that I used to worry about. It’s real growth. THE CIA CAN’T GET ME!I can’t believe that’s real.I have more power than they do.And this my friend’s the deal:God will always aid me.In anything I face.And fuckers he’s invincible.I’m glad I have his grace.

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  • Now I Know What Kurt Cobain was Writing About

    Now I Know What Kurt Cobain was Writing About

    Some of the art I’m posting here is made specifically for these poems. Like this one I saved as 𝑮𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝑲𝒖𝒓𝒕 I offer this to heal you.So you can be the real you.I just want to conveyThat there’s a step to take.To really be the real you.The one who lives inside you.The one who doth…

  • Went Skydiving

    Went Skydiving

    Went skydiving yesterdayThrough a door into the world.I saw int’resting people there.A boy and sev’ral girls.They shook my hand and showed me roundTheir little Underland.It’s crazy it is peaceful there.‘Tween woman, beast and man.

  • Goonie

    When I was around 12 or 13 a guy renting our old house from us left a dog chained up outside and vacated the premises. We had never had a dog but my dad was really keen on keeping him. He loved that dog and even though he’s been gone for many years now he…

  • Open Windows

    Open Windows

    I keep my windows openSo I can hear the children playing.I love hearing their joyI don’t care what they’re saying.Nothing doth enthrall me more.It’s no use in you trying.If I told you you had that pow’rReader, I’d be lying!

  • Treehouses, Trails and Plans

    Treehouses, Trails and Plans

    When I was young I read Oliver Twist. Sometimes twice a week.  I always had books, my friends. I was so blessed. And behind my house,  A creek.  That only filled up when  The rain really poured. But I had such fun when it ran. If I wasn’t reading  I’s tromping through woods. Making treehouses,…

  • Fireflies are Magik

    Fireflies are Magik

    Fireflies are magik.You can’t convince me they’re not.Little magik faeries.The best that we have got.I like to think the storiesOf faeries are all true.But about the little fireflyWho erases the blues.

  • A Limerick Song

    I wrote the limerick and then later the melody that fits it dropped into my head. It was magic. You probably recognize the melody. Speak to your soul when you’re downWhen nobody else is aroundYour soul will not fail youThey’ll never impale youOn trees nor on crosses nor crowns.

  • Soul

    Soul

    My soul writes all these lovely poemsAnd I am just a toolB’which They relay to everyoneThere aren’t any rules.Let no man own you.Don’t consent.(They need that for their games!)No man can ever rule you.Don’t play the fool again.

  • Not a Loser Anymore

    Not a Loser Anymore

    I was a loser yesterday.Today I’m kinda cool.I figured out the figment.I play now by the rules.No longer playing victim, see.I’m happy ‘cause I’m me.And proud to be the man I am.With all my history.

  • I See

    I See

    I see your hand protecting me. I’m grateful to be sure. Once chocked to coincidence, Don’t believe in them anymore. All is by design of my Divine immortal soul. I rhyme that line because it’s time To give Them full control.

  • Murdering My Ego

    Murdering My Ego

    Murdering my ego.It’s gonna take awhile.My hands are on his throat.But he’s still gonna tryTo convince me I’m superiorTo anything alive.When I know that I need to burnThat lie for me to thrive.