"I leap from cloud to cloud and collect raindrops for everyone to enjoy"
"I was born in the wrong era so I must continue to live in this one"
"A blank page of continuous white... with my mind to create what is to be seen in the night"
"The moon that rises... is full of subtle surprises"
-Yiorgos 2007
"It is in the best interest of the man who thinks and not sees what lies beyond the unnoticed"
"I am so old school...You can call me Kindergarten"
"I will give my shoes and the shirt off my back but when my feet tire and it gets cold will you give them back"
"When Life hands me nuts I ask my Yiayia to help me make Baklava"
-Yiorgos 2006
Today Tomorrow and Yesterday
In determining one path I choose that path. I choose the path because that is the path I choose. Sounding simple in my logic. Once again flying on my carpet made of magic. Notice today and tomorrow I remember yesterday. Yesterday was today and tomorrow is today. Simplicity written and confusion in my mind. Back tomorrow on the path I choose because the choice I made today is the path of which I find. Indeed I can choose again tomorrow but I chose today and tomorrow I follow the path. Simple yet not simple as one and one make two but you and me make one and how is that for math. A path parting sand today and tomorrow parting sea. A day of today and a day of yesterday which adds to my day of tomorrow just for me. Parting the sea and sand is such great sorrow. I float today as I did yesterday and will again tomorrow. I do this today and tomorrow and continue on my way. I find my way tomorrow and today as I chose the path I set yesterday. In determining the path of tomorrow I chose it yesterday and I abide by it today. One thing though, with all this confusion I hope I do not trip on my way.
Despite
Despite what is, despite what is not. Despite the sweat I feel not the hot. Inevitably I feel the moon as it pulls. Inevitably I am the sea and the tide. It is what is trapped inside. I am pulled by the universe’s creation. I am intrigued by the changing times and the recent direction. Indeed it is intriguing and after all many agree. Despite the inevitability within what I know is me. Once upon a time it was I who sailed the sea. Once upon that same time on my boat it was the wind that accompanied me. Against the tide I fought at first however through my discovery I learned that the tide can assist me in my future. Realization… Determination… Rejuvenation… Sun beats down on my shoulders and rain washes the worry away. I dance in the droplets and allow them to soak my skin. In order to feel the inevitability I feel the droplets on my face… on my skin… on my mind… Despite the rain, despite the sun I continue. I stretch out my arms to absorb. I stretch out my mind to understand. I stretch out my arms… I stretch out my mind… From the past to my present I see what it is. I can be what it was. I dream of what can be. I am inescapably me. Within a certain level of illusion I see time but not in a physical form. I feel the time contained in what is described as the norm. May the days of yore teach me of what the future has in store.
Mermaid
I search for the mermaid that is willing to teach
A mermaid to complete my one and only wish
I comb this sandy beach just for the kiss
A mermaid to dance with me
The mermaid to help me be
I wait by the sea
I stand amongst the waves to feel free
Under blue in search of you
In the sea of blue with tides anew
I will return tomorrow and every other day
If in my search I do not find you today
A mermaid to complete my one and only wish
I comb this sandy beach just for the kiss
A mermaid to dance with me
The mermaid to help me be
I wait by the sea
I stand amongst the waves to feel free
Under blue in search of you
In the sea of blue with tides anew
I will return tomorrow and every other day
If in my search I do not find you today
Someone to Miss
In determining a path of future I admit that I look for someone to miss
When the clock ticks into the New Year I would like just one to kiss
When I come home I seek to see
When I am away I need the feelings inside of me
I look for a compliment behind life's colorful door
A simple stare of adore
I accept not the alone
As I sit upon my throne
If I am king than you shall be queen
We can travel the universe and the stars and what lies in between
When the clocks tick into the new years
When the joys bring such sweet tears
When the clock ticks into the New Year I would like just one to kiss
When I come home I seek to see
When I am away I need the feelings inside of me
I look for a compliment behind life's colorful door
A simple stare of adore
I accept not the alone
As I sit upon my throne
If I am king than you shall be queen
We can travel the universe and the stars and what lies in between
When the clocks tick into the new years
When the joys bring such sweet tears
Define My Everlasting Time
The year defines my everlasting time
My feelings of forever lost in the trance called sublime
Gone are the minutes that have passed me by
Longing to sway the ticks have me asking why
Look to my future the past retains its value
Much more than gold it is the light that has the ability to renew
The darkness that is too bold eliminates my furious fever
Bring in the new and the pain will release feelings of never
I am the truth amongst the lie
Growing through strength I chose to deny
Born from a dream hidden in commotion
I choose to free my mind from the confusing emotion
My feelings of forever lost in the trance called sublime
Gone are the minutes that have passed me by
Longing to sway the ticks have me asking why
Look to my future the past retains its value
Much more than gold it is the light that has the ability to renew
The darkness that is too bold eliminates my furious fever
Bring in the new and the pain will release feelings of never
I am the truth amongst the lie
Growing through strength I chose to deny
Born from a dream hidden in commotion
I choose to free my mind from the confusing emotion
Be to see what I may be
The New Year rings my soul to free
Difference be told amongst nightmares of pain
Pouring in my heart washing in the breath taking rain
Unusual feelings of helplessness
Not too much to ask of the runaway wilderness
Alone I am what I ask myself to be
Once again it is the truth in my life that teases me
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