Written In Red Wind – The Writings Beyond

Someday

May 12, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Someday
Someday you will wake up and see
There is a real me
Isn’t anything like you

Someday you will wake up and see
You were too blind to be
Nothing more than the father I never knew

Someday you will see
As you shanter your whispers away
When you die they will be louder than screams decay

Someday

Oh person who I would never call dad
I may forgive you but I won’t forget you
Because you are so bad

Oh person I would never call dad
So many times I sat on the porch swing waiting for you
Too many times I was sad

Oh person I would never call a dad
These days aren’t so bad
I found myself like I said I would someday

Someday

I said I would find myself and be just like you
I would find myself and be the person you never knew
And when you come to me and want to be, I wouldn’t

I said I would find myself and be just like you
Bitter cold undecided undivided cold and untrue
Funny maybe I am just like you

I said someday I would find myself and be true
But if I am like you there is nothing I could say or do that would be true
I would be nothing more than a lie

And to you I am
To me you are
Someday

Written for my sunshine girl – if you only knew.

Ron Jon Timmons
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Copyright 2012

Number 200

April 26, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

We have crossed this path once before
Even though we don’t know the score
We have passed this path once before

We have gone the distance
with least resistance
yes we have gone the distance
once before

we have watched the leaves of green
turn to leaves of grey
and the colors of fall always remain

We have seen the ticking of the tock
the movement of the clock
the writings on the wall
and the fondness of them all

they wonder aimlessly throughout the night
trying to find a way to fit in
oh so right

they say my name as they chant the empire dance
they walk a roman mans walk without a chance
they are the rulers of the eve

I tear their hearts out
I raise their emotions
and make them wear their heart on their sleeve

I am man of day
ruler of night
I am an angel with fore-site

I may have a clipped wing
but I am playing a melody
you can not sing

I can teach you in emotions
not words
your view starts to blur

seems ubsurd
to fly with one wing like a bird
seems absurd

we count the ways by numbers of one
but when something is stolen from you
you carry a gun

just to shoot your way through the sight you can not see
just to remain a victim to the corruption of the scene
cops and killers everyone is a madman in a mad race

I still remember the beauty of your face
I still remember your innocence
I still run the race to save you on that fateful day

Where did you go
I can only say
where did you go
why didnt you stay

You were like the part of me that would always remain
to be a part of me that would be the definition to me
without words to explain

you would be something of me that was like a sugarcane
the sweetness of absolution absorbing the light of day
you were the cure to my sweet-tooth

though the divine never tastes
and in the mid-mile of the race
sometimes beauty you can not embrace

but I let you down
when I was not there
I wear a frown
because I care

where you are I will wonder until my dying day
I will always think of you
in every word I say

there is no connection
yet we are connected
The number 200
was misdirected

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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The art of Love and Music

April 26, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

There is a love I will never be able to explain
Makes my heart skip a beat with the timing of 2 and 4
The thought of people gathering in the pit
The thought of escaping it

There is a love I will never be able to explain
Makes me smile with the sound
Some say I am way out there I am insane
I say I am standing with both feet on the ground

Seeking a way to get away
Its my way with love
I can see you
But you cant see me

I am not so shallow
I am deep
I am not so shallow
I will reap
I am not so shallow
Hollowness is a bed you keep

I cant explain the love that I am in love with
It’s a love like none other
Yeh I love her but she is not my first love
My first love has polka dots, circles and blots
My first love paints a picture without a canvass
My first love is a love that lusts love
My first love is the sound of you

The only one that has ever been true
While you live your life in a fish bowl
I watch you swim round and round
Time will take its toll and I know where you have been

I am not so shallow
I am deep
I am not so shallow
I will reap
I am not so shallow
Hollowness is a bed you keep

Hear the sound
Know the soul
Control your mind
And you can control
Hear the sound
Look deep and you will find
Fish I the bowl
Control their mind

I am not so shallow
I am deep
I am not so shallow
I will reap
I am not so shallow
Hollowness is a bed you keep

Rock n Roll

Ron Jon Timmons
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two steps away

April 24, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

when you can feel it coming so close
when you know its right there
when you reach for it and touch it with the tips of your fingers
when you attempt a dare

they say I can not achieve
what I truly believe
I think they are deceived
by the unrelieved

floating down the river
going up stream
cold makes me shiver
heat makes me steam

I am like a locomotive
pulling more than my weight to get to my way
I will cross many o rivers
just to get my stay

I may have to move mountains
I may have to go around the sea
I will travel the extra miles
to accomplish what I believe

I am a doer
I am a dreamer
I dream what I do
and I light the light beamer

I am like a captain of a ship
an admiral of a vessel
I will not give up or give in
until she starts to tessel

she may sink in the middle of the sea
but I will own the rights to the right of me
she may come back and go adrift
but through the wreckage I will sift

to gain the parts to build her again
I will set the engines at full speed
this race I will win

I will take her 1000 knots
race against time
I will give her alot
even if its my last dime

All because I am only two steps away
from achieving my dream
two steps away
give her full steam

I may take a plane car or boat
does not matter
as long as in the end I stay afloat

I will show you
who do not believeth in me
you can take you set ways

and I will watch you sink.

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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The likes of you

April 24, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

my thoughts are scattered
someones hopes are shattered
they think i didn’t matter
still my thoughts are scattered

fear of today
what happened tomorrow
and yesterday was fun in the sun
yet someday will be sorrow

didnt think it would come to this
feeling the warmth of your kiss
didnt think it would come to this
something someday I would miss

now today I see the wrinkles on my face
yesterday is the only day I can embrace
the memory of your face
and how I ran this rat race

I multiply numbers by two
the only hope for me and you
they say should be you and I
but me and you are oh so right

i see a trail
at the end of the road
if you hold my hand
we will discover you know

a treasure at the end of the mile
a pleasure you never thought you would find
a heart to skip a beat when I think of you
a heart that cant compete to be so true

there are no words for the likes of you

the likes of you

Ron Jon Timmons
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Break Free

April 18, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

hear the melody in my head
remember the things you had once said
now I am wishing I were dead
then again I value my head

heard the word
its out on the street
you can catch a bird
but you cant catch a beat

the pavement is hot
its like a july summers day
burn your feet
and need not know what to say

blister from walking a mile in an evil mans shoes
now you step back to reality
and know who you are – you
seems more messed up than it has to be

break free

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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merely by accident

April 18, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

crash course in love
accidental life
love is taken by strife
then comes a wife

when it all comes down
there is no meaning to a noun
only meaning from learning a smile
that will turn to a frown

happiness brought me down
what if I had been down and never knew
what it meant to love you
what if what if

cant help but wonder
what the sun would be like without the sky
what the sky would be like without the sun
what midnight would be like without reflecting on fun

merely by accident
I met you by surprise
merely by accident
I fell in love with one look in your eyes

merely by accident
they are as blue as the skies
merely by accident
I need no alibi’s

I need no need to tell a lie
I can be who I am and sigh
non need to need
I have all I need with one look at you

merely by accident
love is true

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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Green

April 18, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

see you run with a smile on your face
the grass is grey
you are green
you make my day

hear your voice and your laughter
makes others envious of what life is after
I am after you, you are after me
life is so great

Green

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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Never forsaken

April 18, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

From the great divine
A tree
A fruit
A vine

Fruit that made a wine
A wine that made me drunk
Thought it was love
It was a lie

A bird that cant fly
Only knows how to cry
And those who watch simply sigh
And the drunkenness shows a different path

A road not so divine
Drinking from the devils Rhine
Spit and leach
A lesson will teach

Contract breach
Never made a deal with the devil anyway
Guess I am not too old to bruise my knees and learn to pray
I will get away to get a way

Back to the lord

Drift astray
Mistakes I made
Guess today is the day
A love so divine

A love no need for wine
A vision so clear
A love so true
You, I love you

there is a divine intervention
we all know is true
a divine providence
to control the mind of you

you just have to learn what to do
the way to control the mind of you
you need to know what to say to the better of you
control your mind and free the real you

you are never forsaken.

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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under the view on the wall

April 18, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

written in wall
bitten by the call
wolves howl at honey
bees stings for money

its all in the bark of the moon

tiny is small
large will fall
in the middle – is in us all
wonder why, its on the wall

its in the bark of high noon

when the hunger strikes and its looking for a victim to kill
when the hunger strikes and its nooking a victims strong will
when the hunger strikes and its venom reaches you
in your room, in your room

wonder why I am hesitant to write what I know
wonder why i feel the wind but I dont let it blow

wonder why you ever came here in the first place?
wonder why we are all caught up in a rats race
wonder why you are under the view on the wall
wonder why I wonder why at all

view on the wall

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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All Eyes Are On You

April 18, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

See you so far away
I hear the things you say
I know you wont decay
never fade away

In my mind you will remain
the voices in my head
the things you would say
I hear you so far away

I turn on the evening news
I see you have the blues
I guess its fate
maybe karma just having its way

now all eyes are on you
you dont know what to do
all eyes are on you
you you you you you

singing your emotions wearing one blue suede shoe
the other foot is naked looking like a fool
dancing in the spotlight
singing the golden rule

fool fool fool foool fool

you sail the seven seas
looking for a world that is flat
on your knees looking for the eighth
swinging a hallow wooden bat

hoping for a home run you swindle and fall
living a political lie waiting for the red phone to ring
cats in the cradle, writing is on the wall
murmur your fatal words unable to sing

busted in the ring

taken down way past ground zero
looking for a way to become a hero
your time is ticking without a tock
grandfather watches the grandfather clock

damn the phone hasn’t rang in so long

hung you out to dry
you are caught with your pants down in the public eye
did you think you would be a successful politician
did you think you would enjoy the ride

remember the time you left 21 on the line
remember when you hung them out to dry
remember when you used to have morals
remember when, remember when

now is to late to catch yourself in a lie
you dont know who you are
who where, when or why
cry

all eyes are on you

heard it on the news at noon
politician commits suicide
details coming soon
about the politician at noon

all eyes are on you

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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The Evil Seed

April 18, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

The evil seed

Spineless to the core
10 million monkeys on your back
Scintillating whore
Believing you are on track

When it all comes down
No one will cut you slack
For your sins are unforgivable
And there is no turning back

Taken by one
The devil you knew
Then comes the son
To divine your truth

Wash it away
Now you know if you could you would
Wash it away
Then again you don’t know if you should

Took a life
By breach of contract
Someone’s wife and mother
As a matter of fact

The skies above you
Yet you will never see the light of day
In the midst of the musical chairs
Is where you will stay

Waiting for that one fateful day
When they will lead you down the hall
You will look god in the face
To your knees you will fall

You will cry in the face of death
You will scream for your last breath
But will you realize why you are led to death
When you stole a mother’s last breath

Have no mercy for the ones who sin
Have no mercy for ones who cause pain
For they are the ones to open the doors of hell
And let the innocent go insane

When corporate mongoliods get hold of the news
They do all they can to create the abuse
They take, twist, and start to bend
Get their names out of the limelight and steal to no end

Are they any less guilty than the one who killed an innocent mother?
Are they any less sinful than those of greed?
For one sin leads to six other sins in necessity of need
The evil seed
Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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No Scientific Explanation For People

April 15, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Take your science
Take your blindness
Take your thoughts
Straight to hell

You don’t know me
You never will
You can put science
On who or what I am

Figure me out
You say you already know
Figure me out
You never will know
Figure me out
Time for you to go
Drink from the well
And straight to hell

You say know, know something
Because a book says you do
I didn’t use an apostrophe in didn’t
But you didn’t know anything about me
Until you fell

Now you see
The sadness on the wall
And all along you were wrong
Now you know my house of pain

Still you think you are the one that is sane
My artistic ability
Keeps me in creativity
While you stick to the words in the book
Better look
Before you go straight to hell

Figure me out
You say you already know
Figure me out
You never will know
Figure me out
Time for you to go
Drink from the well
And straight to hell
Straight to hell may as well its where you will dwell
In your book of hell

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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Jinn Moon Storm

April 05, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

There is a Jinn Moon Storm rising in the wind
On the prowl ready to conquer again
There is a Jinn Moon Storm despising the end
New beginnings are an eminent friend

Jinn Moon Storm, who are you again
I am Jinn Moon Storm, your trusting friend
Jinn Moon Storm, who are you again
Jinn Moon Storm, your loving friend

been down the roads of evil
been up the roads of empire
saw the rise and fall of politicians
saw the greed, lust and desire
saw many men laugh in the face of the 7 deadly sins
saw many o men who wouldn’t be friends to no friend
saw many people fade to dust in a summer set dry wind
saw wind, saw wind
saw Indians on the roads they galloped
saw a chief make his stance on the land we tralloped
saw the face of the devil in someone we all trust
saw the look in his eyes of the seven deadly sins as he spoke to us
saw people who believed in his speech as they listened from worlds away
saw them slowly erode and fade
saw the end come to light in the night of day
saw a majestic woman
who was dying to decay
saw he as she rotted without a soul, such a shame
saw 6 lonely wolves scavenging for food
saw them get you in the same kind of mood
yes I heard Elvis as he sang
I heard the others laugh at the party when his doorbell rang
Saw million man marches in the middle of November
Saw it six years before it would come to past in October
Saw blood drip from the wicked ways of the people who crucified the king
Saw the angels stand over him as he could not sing
Saw millions of people die from war in nineteen thirty four
Saw the years come to pass and a billion more
Say the things I saw, but you not see too
Saw the look in your eye as I look at you

Jinn Moon Storm, who are you again
I am Jinn Moon Storm, your trusting friend
Jinn Moon Storm, who are you again
Jinn Moon Storm, your loving friend

Jinn Moon Storm said yes I am
Jinn Moon Storm immense to the end
Jinn Moon Storm I tell you my friend
Jinn Moon Storm stay on the right path my friend

Jinn Moon Storm until the end
Jinn Moon Storm
Never gives up even when they give in
Jinn Moon Storm legitimate without sin

Jinn Moon Storm, do you know heaven my friend
Jinn Moon Storm, why of course my friend
Jinn Moon Storm will we meet there again
Jinn Moon Storm, I believe if the fates allow we will befriend

Jinn Moon Storm, do you follow anyone my friend
Jinn Moon Storm, no and never will again
Jinn Moon Storm, are you a real true friend
Jinn Moon Storm, if you have faith in heaven I will remain a friend

Jinn Moon Storm, where do you sit
Jinn Moon Storm, I stand where I stand until I kneel to pray about it
Jinn Moon Storm, will you pray for me again
Jinn Moon Storm, I already did
The moon is turning red
The sun is turning blue
The dogs are barking
Not much time left for me or you

The wind is starting to blow
The scientist are blaming the world for global warming
They cannot see the signs on the wall
It’s the final warning

Jinn Moon Storm, will you save us my friend
Jinn Moon Storm, I am no one’s savior… I am just a friend
Jinn Moon Storm, how will it all end?
Jinn Moon Storm, I must remain silent and let it descend

Jinn Moon Storm, I am frightened again
Jinn Moon Storm, there is no fear if you have faith and believe in him
Jinn Moon Storm, who is him
Jinn Moon Storm, the son of god who forgives all for sin

Jinn moon god, I thought the sun was red again
Jinn Moon Storm, I am no god I am only a friend
The moon is red the sun is blue sign to end
The wolves cry vultures feed rats eat the evil seed torturers play dumb, silence is numb, screams come run, false priests are nun, preachers of greed run, and politicians sail the titanic as it crashes into the depths of the see. I am no god. Just a prophet from the good of god so I do see
Jinn Moon Storm, how do I know this is true?
Jinn Moon Storm, because I am looking at you
Jinn Moon Storm, how much time is left
Jinn Moon Storm do not talk with a lip clasp or a cheek cleft

Jinn Moon Storm tell me your name again
Jinn Moon Storm until the end
Jin moon storm, when is the end
Jinn Moon Storm, when forever begins….

Lots of water they say
Quench your thirst today
Don’t drink from the fountain of evil
Or your soul will fill with fire

You may call it lust
You will learn a new trust
That is not to trust
Anyone who says trust

Don’t walk along a never aligning road
For its easy to get off path and you will never know where to go
There is nothing worse than feeling lost without despair
Even worse than that abandoned as if no one cares

Call on me Jinn Moon Storm
My wind will arise upon a dare
I will seek to protect you from the fires that rage
With a purified water of glory
Call on me, Jinn Moon Storm
I do so care
Just whatever you do
Drink the water that is pure and do not attempt the dare!

In love with love loving you

March 20, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I am in love
with the thought of being in love
I am in love
with you love

I am in love with the sound of your song
I am in love with being in love for so long
I am in love with every thing you do
I am in love with you

Love

its amazing
its crazy
being taken by surprise
its amazing
when I look in your eyes

I fantasize

I am in love
with the thought of being in love
I am in love
with you love

I am in love with the sound of your song
I am in love with being in love for so long
I am in love with every thing you do
I am in love with you

comes a time when someone has a vision
its like a revision
of the life they once knew
from a dream they once had

and now that dream is coming true
I am so glad

I am in love
with the thought of being in love
I am in love
with you love

I am in love with the sound of your song
I am in love with being in love for so long
I am in love with every thing you do
I am in love with you

I guess its just easy to say
as you dance in the day
and glow at night
you are the one thing that keeps my sight

because I am in love with love,
Loving you

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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waiting for you

March 20, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I can still feel the weight on my shoulders
I can still feel the wait of you
I can steal a feel the wait on my shoulders
I can still feel my love for you

through the times
good and bad
love rhymes
not so sad

through the rhymes
my heart beats 2 and 4
hard to believe
I still want more

I can still feel the weight on my shoulders
I can still feel the wait of you
I can steal a feel the wait on my shoulders
I can still feel my love for you

when the world is on fire
raise your desire
make it flare so high
the world can see

when you come to me
I come to you
we come together
to make a soul from two

I can tempt you
with a drink of wine
I can have you drink
from the grape divine

tainted colors
fading you
trading me
fainted colors

a drunken love
must be
waiting for you
waiting for me

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
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Shine On

March 20, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

SHINE ON
Better off dead than alive
So that’s what they say
But its greed in which they crave
They live in the night
I see the light
Of day
They are just around the corner
Yeh the wolves howling behind your back
Would they really be mourning?
If you fell off track
decay

Can’t say I believe so
Can’t say it’s true

You are more beautiful than the world will ever know
You are a flower that smells like a spring garden
You are like a blue diamond
In the light you are a spectacle
You are like a treasure
A heart of gold
They can’t ever hold
But they can drill you into the ground
Until you are lost and can’t be found
They will sneak around you without a sound
They will take you for all that you are
For the power of a senseless dollar

But there are those of us who say we will not have anything
If we don’t have you
Don’t get lost in what you do
It’s not who you are
Because…
You are a shining star

And the devil will try and dim your light

Shine bright
Shine on
Lucky star

Prosecutors, sheriffs and deputies, greasing a system that is too far greased
Lawyers, doctors and martyrs living to make a buck from the deceased
Evil prevails in the good of men who do nothing
Evil laughs at the man filled with envy
Evil is good to the men who are in the court room and need the job
For without evil where would they be
Washing cars, protecting the sea
And the environmentalist could not be
For evil is not found in me

They look in the corners
From brook wood heights
To the straight roads
Of crook wood nights

They check under blankets
Behind the film called home
Notihng under covers
The mind they own

For they make the law
They break the law
And make a law
To un-break the law the broke

They make the law
They break the law
And make the law
A practical joke

We need the side
To decide
Genocide
For the night riders

They are like lost without hope

We need the side
To decide
Genocide
For those on dope

Gangs in the streets
Cops on the road
Neither can be beat
For each other’s hand they hold

Where would police be
If there were no need
Where were criminals be
If they would not bleed

Nine eleven
Politicians got blood on his hands
News at 10
Blame Iran

Take the world over
One country by one
Force feed them our policies
By the aim of our gun

The same government
Says take away peoples guns
The same government
Points theirs and runs

Elections that are corrupt
No he didn’t win
Bush you are up
Waive my hand to Florida Senator named Jed

We will steal this election right in front of them
If they object they will wind up dead
Then will come time
For us to rule and control

Stop Fannie May
Unless they give us a bank roll
Now comes time for a “Change”
Non-American leader brings total dismay

Load the jets
Call on the red phone
No regrets
We will send them home

War in Libya
War what’s it for
Bring power in peace
Just like before

I don’t need a civil liberty to be a president
I don’t need someone to carry me
I have the power of the world
Protecting the sea

I will work this change for globalization
Wake the United States in reincarnation
Back to reality of what’s to be
Oops too late now you see the evil in me

Hitler was a prophet
Hitler was a healer
Hitler started off for the good of man
Until greed became a stealer

Stole his sight
Stole his mind
Had Hitler not been greedy
We may speak German in time

Compare this change
A revolution that has to be
Compare this change
Protecting the faltered sea

Clinton had a vision
He needed to rearrange
We have all been doomed
Since Roosevelt days

Its not who is in
Its not who runs again
Its who the Czars are
Committing the sin

They know history
Better than you and me
They know the angles of the earth they need to protect
Including the sea

The sea so deep
The sea so wide
Doesn’t come cheap
For the things they can hide

They are locked in a vault
Cast so far away
If anyone comes near their treasure
You can be sure they will decay

Six feet under
100 feet below the ground
Zero degrees Celsius
And the temperature cannot be found

They create the laws
To break the laws
They remake the laws
To best suit them

The police enforce the laws
As duty calls
Courts turn to malls
As duty calls

Yet the politicians
Create the greed
They launder the filth
Called the money seed

The government sells the weapons
To people they think are allies
Then the guns are used against us
In the news comes out it was all a lie

Bubble headed bleach blonde
Comes on at five
She can tell you about the bloodbath
With a gleam in her eye

Til she finds out it was her brother
A senator
That died
Poor ole soul committed suicide

They were about to find him out
Make him scream and shout
What the war was about
And point their gun

Its all a martyr
Its all a sin
Need the good of evil
To fight fire with fire again

When will it ever end?

Reverend

Stay green pony boy
stay green

ride the streams
no matter what it seams
ride the streams
yes, to the seas they do flow
but where they lead you already know
which way you go is the way you want to go
and if you are in the sea
you will never know
stay green
stay green so you know
life can be happy and without greed
if you stay green to what you know
if you see evil don’t let it see you
let it sail the sea
and stay in the river
be true to what’s told
do good in the world
and let the rest go

if you stay green you will shine for show
shine on for others to envy your gold
people will try to steal this from you don’t you know
don’t let them steal from you
or a Hitler will get your soul

Stay green, shine on for show.

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
all rights reserved

Those Who Wonder

March 06, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

finesse my eyes
finagle my soul
can not disguise
loss of control

in the heat of the night
I can feel you
on a one way flight
until sun is pointing high noon

riding the storm out
hiding from the rain
what your love is about
takes away my pain

I can see you in the mirror
must be when I see the door to your soul
must be when you look at me
take away my fear
take a piece of me
take the wheel and take control
take my blindness… so I can see

when love comes to crossroad
know which way to go
just follow a star in the sky
love is like a wing on a bird ready to fly

just don’t cripple my wing
take my melody
prevent me from writing
the song I sing

no don’t cripple me
for I have the greatest love of all
now I see
what I refused to see

I can hear your song
sing in my heart
wasn’t so wrong
to love love
to be myself
to dance in the rain with a smile on my face
to be somewhat out of place

we have it all

I can see you in the mirror
must be when I see the door to your soul
must be when you look at me
take away my fear
take a piece of me
take the wheel and take control
take my blindness… so I can see

love to love and endless love
god above
love love

To those who wonder

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

Waves Across The Ground

February 29, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

From a drop of water in the stillest sea
Waves move away from the drop of water
Yet it needs to unify
Not to defy

Why
Wave goodbye
Why
When I
Want to unify

A desire rises
Like the fire across the horizon
The sound in my chest beats like a drum
Its found to make me go numb

Why
Wave goodbye
Why
When I
Want to unify

Seagulls fly from one side of the beach
Just to land on the other
Nowhere to go no purpose in mind
Must be a mother of nature so blind

Why
Wave goodbye
Why
When I
Want to unify

I see the clouds roll on by
Watch the world turn
From the loving ground I stand
Wonder when I will be the drop of water

Wonder when I will make waves across the ground
When my drop is nothing more than 6 feet underground
And only one tear is found
My one friend, fear is dear, to the sound, no longer to be found

Why
Wave goodbye
Why
When I
Want to unify

Sigh then make the sound
Waves across the ground

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

Escape From Sadness

February 26, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Woke up this morning
I was feeling kinda sad
Said I woke up this morning
I was feeling kinda sad
My thought would not astray
From your words last night
Make me feel so bad

I wanna fly the midnight train
Maybe a bus will carry my weight
I wanna fly a midnight train
Maybe a bus will carry my weight
In a New York minute
I can get away

It follows me everywhere I go
The pain and darkness I know
Said it follows me everywhere I go
Just wonder when the light will ever show

Onna trip
On way vacation outta here
Where I go
Isn’t quite clear
Onna vacation
Yes I am sincere
Just gotta take a trip
Get the heck outta here

Sand in the hourglass
So is this day in my life
Gonna ride the waves of the eighth sea
Until I get it right

Feelin lost like found cant be found
Lost in a world not so sound
Doesn’t matter I still walk the ground
Sooner or later I will let my light shine

Said I will be found

Onna trip
On way vacation outta here
Where I go
Isn’t quite clear
Onna vacation
Yes I am sincere
Just gotta take a trip
Get the heck outta here

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

Inside Looking In

February 26, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

ON the inside
Looking in
Don’t know where to start
Can’t think where to end
On the outside
Looking in
On the inside
Is it a sin?

I see the sun
Its array as if an orange glow
I see a flame
Blown out by the winds flow

ON the inside
Looking in
Don’t know where to start
Can’t think where to end
On the outside
Looking in
On the inside
Is it a sin?

I step in the sea
Thought I could walk on water
Found it wasn’t me
Dancing with the devil’s daughter

Dancing on glass
Wonder if I will come back
Scintillating in the future
The past is under attack

When is now?
Is it the moment I look in your eyes?
How is how?
When you conclude with a disguise?

It’s like punctuation and grammar
It’s like flocculation with the hammer
It’s like watching the pendulum swing
It’s like wondering what the next stroke will bring

With the silence of you
The silence you do
Is as loud as war
Wonder if it will subtle
Like it did before

ON the inside
Looking in
Don’t know where to start
Can’t think where to end
On the outside
Looking in
On the inside
Is it a sin?

So here I stand
Hatchet in hand
Going off
To foreign land

ON the inside
Looking in
Don’t know where to start
Can’t think where to end
On the outside
Looking in
On the inside
Is it a sin?

Small circle we call friend
Small circle like spots in your eye
Blindness will come to an end
And what is left is what you will find

On the inside
Looking in
On the outside
Never again
On the inside
Looking in

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

alien warfare

February 23, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

maybe at peace
maybe at war
maybe earth will return
to what it was before

maybe we are shattered
maybe we will glisten
maybe it never mattered
that we didnt listen

maybe we are like coal
just diamonds in the rough
maybe just is our soul
they greys are not so tough

alien warfare

RJT
2012
ARR

Goodbye!

February 23, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I am at a loss for words
My memory it starts to blur
My heart feels like a speeding race car

I can feel it
Its coming down again
Don’t know why
feels like the end

Dint wanna say it
guess I will say it
even though its harder to say it again

Good bye

To a cruel world
full of philosophies and propaghanda
the evil jackyl scammed ya
the tax man claimed zero
and a singer is your only hero
to a cruel world
you thought you had the tiger by the tail
I was winning when you thought I would fail
the pieces of the puzzle are at the end of the rat race
though I would never commit to suicide
I sure can look it DEAD in the FACE

to a cruel world
that wouldnt say goodbye until I was gone
to a cruel world
that wouldnt hear my beautiful song
to a cruel world
looks like I made the front page news
to a cruel world
I made billions off of you

To a cruel world
Some say it was good
to a cruel world
some say it was bad

E.E. Cummings whispered in my ear
listen to what he said
I recall very well with the subtleness
when he said, PUNCTUATION IS DEAD!!

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow–
I dont need punctuation anyhow

kiss like a raisin in the sun
goodbye to the grape
the sun raped our youth
but we are never done

Goodbye with a gun

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All rights reserved

Anything Evil Must Die

February 23, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I found myself imprisoned
Something dark and cold my mind
my heart would not listen
it’s kinda like it just died

Something has come to awake
My life’s changing ways, I confide
Knowing I am vulnerable for the take
To the lord I seek and hide

It’s hard to run away
when you have something locked inside
it’s hard to run away
when you cannot find
It’s hard to run away
from the place so cold in your mind
it’s hard to run away
when you know it’s cold and dead inside

I find my heart is stronger than ever
A love held me so divine
trading spaces with no one
holding to what I feel is mine

I say I say a sentence
Yeh life is what I find
Then again there is no way to break away
from the thing that imprisons my mind

I look in the eye and I fear nothing
I look at it as if it were mine
I am the ruler of my mind and soul
Anything Evil Must DIE!!

I take advantage
if the love I know is real
I would call for you to help me oh Lord,
but your love I already feel

Sometimes they say you have to grab life by the horns
Sometimes they say even if it isnt real
I have found there are roses that have thorns
and there isn’t a good hand I can deal

It’s hard to run away
whan you have something locked inside
it’s hard to run away
when you cannot find
It’s hard to run away
from the place so cold in your mind
it’s hard to run away
when you know it’s cold and dead insideIt’s hard to run away
whan you have something locked inside
it’s hard to run away
when you cannot find
It’s hard to run away
from the place so cold in your mind
it’s hard to run away
when you know it’s cold and dead inside

In Love I confide

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

The Wonderland

February 23, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

You saw me as a preacher
you saw me as a prophet man
now you see me growing older
growing into a faltered land

backslid into the enemy
that’s what they said I would do
man were they wong
because I slid right into you

The Wonderland
The Wonderland

Some say its like heaven
Shiny as glistening gold sand
Some say they call it hell
Dark as a death man

Don’t think anyone knows
what’s really in store
Ah Shit man this really blows
Don’t need it anymore…

The Wonderland
The Wonderland

They promised me gold
they promised me silver
they promised me a diamond
they didn’t make me quiver
they promised me a home
they promised me a meal
with all they robbed of me
there is nothing left to steal

The Wonderland
The Wonderland

It’s a great place to go
only for those who are poor
not one person from the rich
can give anymore

The Wonderland
The Wonderland

Sales marketing and a great idea
leads to war in a foreign land
but when they ship back bodies and body parts
leaves us with nothing to hold out, not even our own hand

The Wonderland
The Wonderland

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

Drop to the bottom

February 23, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Drop to the bottom
just to see the top again
Cling to your empty soul
must be your only friend

wait for the sin to rise
just to search for darkness again
unveil the disguise
the beginning of the end

its the beginning of the end
to beg my friend
the beginning of the end
to do away with sin
the beginning of the end
curl to a distressful friend
beginning of the end
drop to the bottom again

so you made it to the top
thought you would fly oh so high
thought you wouldn’t ever stop
now you don’t try

the puzzle pieces are right before your face
to put them together you need time
seems like a damn disgrace
when there is no reason to your rhyme.

remember when you flew oh so high
remember when it was on an effortless dive
remember when you flew oh so high
remember when, remember when

its the beginning of the end
to beg my friend
the beginning of the end
to do away with sin
the beginning of the end
curl to a distressful friend
beginning of the end
drop to the bottom again

Drop to the bottom
get up do it again
drop to the bottom
get up do it again
drop to the bottom
bottomless friend
drop to the bottom
climb to the top
its no sin
until you drop to the bottom again

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All rights reserved

Love Will Start

February 23, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Darker than the darkest hour
mightier than the mightiest power
my emotions are stricken by you

your glamour
your array of light
take my hand
we’ll guide each other trhough the night

my heart skips a beat multiplied by two
Every other beat is beating four you
love is the motion sung by a beautiful bird
Love is the song I whistle for you to be heard

I take a glance
to see the gleam in your eye
I take a chance
to make this bird fly

So many chances
I have given
but no more romances
shall be given… except with you

You are my emotion
You are my song
You are the thread
So, so long

Yes you keep me together at the seem
you are more than the river,
more than the stream
you are my live life love come true, my dream

Smile for me one more time
please darling just ‘fore we part
that will carry my soul to heaven
like the love song I whistled to your heart

Love will start…

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

Suppose

February 17, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

There isn’t anything worse than dying of a broken heart…

remember when it was good
remember when we would start
the dreams we had

where did they go
then again maybe I don’t wanna know

died from a broken heart
was it my fault?

still torn apart

things you say
things you do
dont take this away
just be true

to the broken heart

skeletons remain
maybe I am insane
hearing harmonies of heaven
dreaming of what could have been

with a future so bright
cant seem to fight
the gloroius night
that steals my light

how to start
like what once was
guess I will suppose
Suppose I will pick up the pieces

and mend my heart

Suppose?

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

time is now

February 15, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

ain’t no yesterday
ain’t no tomorrow
driving down a road built for today
no need to steal beg or borrow

have what I need
with you by my side
lost my way
still I know how it feels

in the duff
call your bluff
dont need the stuff
cuz I am in the duff

hear the sounds
yes they cry yesterday
the music never fades
but today remains

bee bopp
harmonize yes I do
on the top
least i dont speak up to you

so you think all stairways lead to heaven
you think every number has a meaning
you think another lucky number is eleven
its preposterous because your time is now

Thought you were an angel

February 15, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

saw your smile
saw you spread your wings
think you think
you know what love means

little did you know
with the faint of your evil smile
the wickedness would drive 666 trillion mile
and the innocence would drive you home

little did you know
the devil wouldnt let go
little did you know
you were a broken angel wing

little did you know
you couldnt hear the voice that could sing
little did you know
we once thought you were an angel

guess you died from a broken heart

happened so fast

February 15, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Happened so fast
Burnt the candle from both ends
Love didnt last

Happened so fast
Living in the now
No future forgetting the past

Happened so fast
Emotions stop in the instance of a heatbeat
Heart beat in which a spell was cast

Your voice will carry forever in the wind
but where did you go
its hard to not think of the past when…

love didn’t last

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

love like that

February 15, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I was walking by as a gentle summer breeze blew across my face
Saw a candle in the window
No memory could replace

Thought of the romantic nights I used to spend with you
Wonder why the wind didnt blow that candle out
Extinguished went the one between me and you

So they say it is supposed to be you and I
But how can they label a love that isnt supposed to die
How can they say what is between me and you
Then I understood once the wind blew

Once the wind blew
Thought it carried you
Once the wind blew
I learned what it meant to be blue

When the fire is hot
And you are midst the flame
You dont see the wind comming
Like a west bound train

Like it was meant to take a love
Like it was a message from God above
And you pray to the God that took your love away
You pray for the light of day
And just like that candle I was The wind
You Hope for a love like that again
You dream of the day
When a love will come and stay

but a rainbow chased you away.

She’s The Woman

February 15, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Make the incision
cut open my chest
make a decision
to view the best

paint my heart with a spray paint can
red black and white
travel many O’ Sand
to be your shining knight

know I am real
know the music is more than in my mind
even layers of paint are like glass
its not hard to find

6 strings across my aorta
file my words away and make them monogrammed
life can play my strings like a symphony
it sorta makes it blind ya see?

interrupted by a cause and effect
doesnt matter I am still errect
gonna make this stage mine
gonna make you feel so fine

you say you are in love
I am in love
with the thought of you loving me
love is a song ya sing

I play the music
you sing along
hear the notes
dont get them wrong

she’s the woman
paints my heart red
she’s the woman
puts words in my head
shes the woman
like a devil in disguise
she is the woman
takes me by surprise
saints or sinners
take all prisoners
leave one here for me
leave one I hear to see
she is the woman
a song I sing

two paths you can travel
until you cross angels road
carry your gavel
only judgement will know

if you make it down the right road
when you get to the crossroad
you can jump like an american race horse
or leap like a toad

dont use your voice to sing
just learn to play that thing
play it proud play it loud
let the woman sing like an orchestra

she will draw her bow
as if a violent violin
she will soften her stroke
with the wimper of the wind

and when the wind changes color
it will change from green to red
gold wont equal a dollar
not to the words in which I have said

She is gonna take me
with every breath I take
in the end I will play the loudest song
with the orchestra I make

doesn’t matter what the words will say
I will find a way to get a way
away into the blindness of you
I will learn to do what you don’t want me to

I will seek you in the most interesting way
I will make you learn to pray
as you see the paint dry on the outside of my heart
I will let you think I am finished but that is where I will start

she is a woman
not some little girl
she knows what she is doing
if you give her a whirl

she will stare at you with a gleam in her eye
she will make is seem she is so, so shy
she will make you start to cry
she will make you so, so try

every song I make
Every breath I take
Paint me black white and red
colors of the sea are dead

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All rights reserved

Sailing the 8th Sea of love

February 05, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

lost is a feeling when you are content
content is a feeling when you are found
found is a feeling when you are confused
confused is a feeling when you are in love
love is a feeling when you are confused
knowing is something sometimes you are happy to know
knowing other times is a feeling when you are lost
some say all is fair in love and war
but if love is like war, why do we love?
If war is like love, why do we fight?
seems a blind man has a better sense of love than a man who can see.
seems a sailor lost at sea searching is better to be… in mode of discovering.
once discovered, his ship sank way beneath. All of his crew drowned a violent death.
Didnt know it would be like this with the first kiss and taste of your breath.

Your Time Is Now

February 05, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

cant find yesterday in today
cant find today in tomorrow
cant find the words to say
when the voice cant be heard

can find today
if I look in the world of a glass bowl fish
swimming in a sea of circles
looking for yesterday today waiting for tomorrow

your time is now
better make it good
yesterday is dead and gone
make today your every day

your time is now
cant wait for another day
may come time to pay
when today is yesterdays tomorrow

looking ahead of me
through a stained glass mirror
tomorrow may not come
a forbidden fear

but then I awoke somehow
and I realized my time is now
my fear has left and started to subside
gonna live for today on life’s live long ride

your time is now
better make it good
yesterday is dead and gone
make today your every day

your time is now
cant wait for another day
may come time to pay
when today is yesterdays tomorrow

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

The Undiscovered Me

January 13, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

The undiscovered me

Love is a whisper
Love is a wind
Can’t tell where love will start
Can’t tell where it will end

Why did you go and leave me lonely
Why did you leave me to ask these questions?
I know I am not the only
To dance with a danceless dancer

Now it comes time to roll again
Guess I will move forward
And let my time
Fall like sands through the hour glass
So slow but looking back was so fast

Never wanna love that way again
Not like I did with you in the end
Never want the feeling to end
Not like it did with you when love would begin

Struck by an emotion
Sought by the word
Mystery in the midnight moon
Seems absurd

Now I love my time
Time doesn’t love me
And love is like a sailor
Lost in the 8th sea

The undiscovered me

You Need Love

January 10, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Love is
Like a rainbow
Its full of color

Love is like a diamond
Its shining bright
Reflecting color

It can only reflect
If you have the effect
To give color

Its like a paradigm
The dialectic
Center of attention

It needs affection
It needs direction
It needs the needing of you
It needs affection
It needs direction
It needs the needing so true

Love is
Like a rainbow
Its full of color

Love is like a diamond
Its shining bright
Reflecting color

It can only reflect
If you have the effect
To give color

Its like a paradigm
The dialectic
Center of attention

Love doesn’t need you
Look above
Because you need love
We all do
Because it is the only thing true

Only you can make it a lie
Only you can make it cry
That’s why it doesn’t need you

It needs affection
It needs direction
It needs the needing of you
It needs affection
It needs direction
It needs the needing so true

Look above
Pray god above
You need love
It only wants you
If you are true

You Need Love

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2012
All Rights Reserved

Seeker

January 10, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

fight to win
end in sin
where does it begin
the end

struggle within
strange for a friend
no matter the wind
which way to the end

so your speech
is tangled in tied tongue
never can reach
what they teach in foreign run

look to the east
maybe the west
now comes the beast
at its best

where is your map
to find your way home
its just a slap
from the pleasure dome

you seek
you find
you seek
your mind
you seek
your lost
focus
on holocaust

so you say
you will trade places with the inevitable
comes the light of day
for night to fall on the inevitable

so you scream
your nightmare dream
doesn’t seem
to be what it seems

where is the riddle
in the middle of the rhyme
where is the smile
at the end of time

where are you
when you loose your focus
comes so true
growing locusts

you seek
you find
you seek
your mind
you seek
your lost
focus
on holocaust

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2011
All Rights Reserved

GREED

January 06, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

a touch of softness on sand paper
a violent storm in the middle of the caper
the colors of the leaves that bear to fly
smell a rose and start to cry

stuck by a thorn from something so pretty
luck is torn by feeling so Getty

sometimes you have to wonder the streets all alone
because if you wonder and find the things that will be shown
a new light is shed on you that you wish you didnt know
maybe the darkness isnt so bad
since sometimes you are already had
and the world is like an english lad
young and naive

I wish I didnt know now what I didnt know then
wish I didnt have that friend
wish I knew how to know you til the end
then again wish I didnt know the end

maybe I speak from a channel and the waves arent really mine
maybe I drink from a bottle of an empty wine
maybe I laugh when I really cry
maybe I
maybe I

Maybe I wish I had done the things I wish I hadnt done
maybe I wish I had been on the run
maybe I wish I didnt hold that smoking gun
maybe I wish
maybe I wish

maybe I wish I could build a map of words so as to confuse you
maybe I wish I had dynamite that would disalouse you
maybe I wish I could create a word you would know the definition , one you hadnt ever heard
maybe I wish I could make it fly like a bird
maybe I wish I could ramble like a rambler
maybe I will rust away in a field without value

maybe I wish I could prosper like a studebaker
maybe I could be like a ghost town of south bend
maybe I could look to the north again
and dream of the things and what they have been

maybe I could take a dime put it in a parking meter to invest in my future
maybe thats too long to be parked and I need to keep moving to have a future

maybe I should go back to Texas and ride to New Orleans
maybe I should take a freight train to the airport if you know what that means

maybe you will think this poem doesnt make any sense at all
maybe you think I should make a black diamond phone call
maybe my diamonds are blue on the other side of the world

maybe I can chase you and twirl your world
maybe I will take my wheels without an engine to the reservation
maybe he will speak to me in fork tongue

maybe his lies will make more snese than yours while I run
I see the corruption
I hear the lies
I feel its halloween
without a disguise

all you need is a sucker in a 3 piece suit
a couple with guns wearing bruit
a few people to falter within your line
show up at the casual affair drinking white wine

dont drink red wine
might spill on your shirt
and for your reputation which is a misconception
it will hurt

don’t tell the press
better not let them know
your intern doesn’t play trumpet but she sure knows how to blow

you create laws to protect the ones that work for you
while you have dirt on your knees doing what you do
we all see through you

wish I didn’t know what I know
but as i always say I hear nothing see nothing know nothing
and am as dumb today as I was tomorrow

as we all swim in your sea of sorrow
looking for a brighter tomorrow
the pessimist in me doesn’t let me see when I know the powers that be

ever wonder how far your car can go
hire a team of horses in Wells Fargo
just don’t sip the red wine while on the go
may hit a bump spill your drink and discover your undercoat you didn’t need

GREED

Sound The Alarm Dial The Red Phone!

January 06, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So you want to speak the words you read that were written on the wall
no you wont hear the words in your head once bitten twice shy before the call
so you want to scream the words of a prophecy
yet you cant whisper the words you truly believe

so you think you can walk a skid row mile
and you think you can swim across the nile
and you think you can own a city of crime
you dont even know how to spin a dime

you think you can change the world with one forbidden speach
you think you can grab others who dont pay attention and are out of arms reach
you think you can prevail without a nail splinter or saw
you must be on some kind of miracle high from the bone the dog will gnaw

speak in tongues for the sake of being saved
live in a fortress pretending its a mansion
when really its a cave

run faster than fast
you think you will get ahead
such a fool for cutting corners just to get the bread

Hey Mr Senator
you couldn’t fool them
with fools gold the road was paved

Hey Mr President
you didn’t win the election anyway
you cut your corners and now you think you are saved

its no sacrifice
for you to roll the dice
wonder if you can pull it off twice

wonder if enough people are smart enough to hear the call
wonder if they are smart enough to save this country reading the writing on the wall
wonder if they are going to replace the modern day Hitler we currently have with a liberator named Ron Paul

Sound The Alarm Dial The Red Phone!
Save Freedom!

Otherwise let it fall.

learn to pray on your knees
learn a new view something like these
its not funny and no one should tease
when you need to teach your children Chinese.

Paradigm of Leaders

January 03, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Are you ready for a good time
are you ready to make steady and rhyme
are you ready for the earth to shake
are you ready for hell to quake

are you ready for what you are about to hear
are you ready to be sincere
are you ready for it to happen right here
are you ready, are you ready?

You answer the questions as if in confusion
you see things as if in delusion
you react as if you were a scientist discovering fusion
and you attempt to unscramble my words

the earth curves at 21 degrees Celsius
many will seek Himalayas for strength and security
but there are a handful that know the sea
and only a fist full to pack a punch that will be
DEVASTATING

some will run
some will hide
some will seek
self genocide

others will go
some will know
nothing can save the day
with the world in such a dissonant

the leaders and the rich will be accepted to the sea
yes they will be the ones to recreate and populate powers that be
but they will destroy themselves with greed
a few will surrender to the Himalaya seed

I will write the words on the wall
we all will hear the heavens call
some will bear the crosses that be
others will be brave and listen to me

they will know the words I inscribe on the wall
words written in red after the fall
when the government divides but comes to one
anarchy under a smoking gun

a reverse mechanism of the powers that be
a reverse mechanism driving the useless to the sea
a power The Fuhrer himself would be proud to see
a power that even would make him look powerless from greed

I will not stop until our work is done
cried the fearless leader
I will not stop until we hide the smoke from the gun
Change has come to america Screams the echoes from the past

then comes the blast

….

you listen
you scream
you romance
you dream

your dream
is to awake
when it all comes down
something will quake

you watch movies
you make people screAM
it will happen when time is so everything
doesn’t happen at once

they will scatter it right before you
they will make it sound oh so true
you have an opportunity to evade
but you have to see through the eyes of jade

don’t look to Asia
there will be no answer
don’t look to Iran
they are only a dancer

watch for the souls of Seoul
planning for a disastrous tomorrow
I have hidden plans
buried under the apple tree at 41-28-21.7790N / 085-15-38.9100W

quotes from the leaders of the world
some things so fuzzy now not so blurred
doesn’t matter what happens to me
I will expose the whole damn sea

many people knock on wood
they hope and pray for the sake of good
just make it understood it may sound berserk
you never know who knows who crawling out of the woodwork

ever wonder who passed the note before lee harvey was darvey and gone?
ever wonder why we write so many long lost songs
ever wonder why we never spill it from began
comes all back to the east of the east of Iran

if east is east and west is west then why doesn’t everyone know exactly why
the “Change” of the country is prepping for hell
and we all must cry
هل أنت مستعد؟
你準備好了嗎？
당신은 준비 됐나?
Готовы ли вы?
Apakah Anda siap?
I am….
For a change, for Peace.

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Its like a trip down a trail that used to be
foreign to you but not foreign to me
once upon a time was my old stomping ground
when I stumbled across someone who was profound

I was instructed and told what I should do
that I need to hide these before a cats eyes high noon
he said the claw was raw and would seek him soon
his ranking was higher than that of a lion in the sun eating from a teaspoon

no one would listen
they all thought he was crazy
I was young and naive
and quite frankly lazy

but when I saw a picture or two
I knew exactly what the year was 1962
Wilkins sharpening the stone at the paradigm of threes
back to the statement of curving the earth in Celsius degrees

Paradigm of Leaders

For The Love Of God

January 03, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

See it move in
like the wind from a hurricane
maybe a twister
could be insane

see it move out
like someone on Novocaine
make it like a world famous rational act
a cult of personality to inflict the pain

see it go on
as history repeats its self
must not be wrong
preponderance of the ways in the world song

now comes like a thief in the night
take away your safe haven fill you with fright
now it comes like a thief in the night
as the wolves bark at the moon

a dog howls at you

they see you
with your eyes filled with red
a fire desire to make those you spoke to hear what you said
they see you
the millions that listen for your march
seeking vengeance
underneath the world’s arch

they make a mystery light reflect the sight of the moon
they take the sight of a diamond, a glorious you
they speak to themselves for a better way of humanity
they sail across seven to hide the eight sea

They are the evil in me

For the love of god
must be good
for the love of god
never understood
for the love of god
must be me
for the love of god
I discovered at the 8th sea

The 8th sea
an undiscovered me
The 8th sea
an undiscovered you
if you have an open mind
you might get the clue

so many

the butterfly will fly
as the cattle will die
they live the life of all the same
in shame

the eagle will cry
as the butterfly die
just to cocoon the state of mind
politician turns magician turns the killing kind
we fall behind

for the love of god

its gonna be a walk in the park
a miles drive home
an easy way to embark
on a natures way to arrive alone

for the love of god

its going to be isometric
maybe something to do with perpetration
a different way to see
then again once the 7th seal is cracked the 8th is measured by me

for the love of god

some believe an alien
some believe religion
some believe in believing there isn’t either of them
but to believe that you don’t believe
there is still a belief to the truth of all of them

for the love of god

some say is so evil
for why let one man die
the other live
never cry
never give

to let some endure a life of strife and pain
to let the world endure violence and maintain insane
to let some do well while others endure hell
to crack the 26th inch of the liberty bell

some say is good
must be understood
and its a chance to choose our destiny
I wont reveal what it means to me

its density
is invisible
it will heal
it will reveal

for the love of god is a mighty source
the love of god upon most is an undeniable force

the love of god to some may be strange
the love of god may rearrange
love of god may make some deranged
love of god is like a dog with mange

it sheds like an apocalyptic Appleseed
striving to grow a fruit for its Astraios
it will claim its war on the god
as many who act as preachers and priest prove to be a fraud

we can still hear the billion man march
waiting for the day
the man will destroy the earth and say
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD

I Found it in you

January 03, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I may be in the graveyard
But I ain’t dead yet
I may be slavin’ hard
But ain’t made a deal with the devil yet

My walls are structured
Yet old enough to crumble down any day
My heart is punctured
But gold and tough enough to laugh at a frown – many o’ way

Been lost in the jungle
Lookin for some fun and game
Been on a trail of bungle
Just to learn that I lived through shame

Now my light shines
Yes it shines down on me
After all I never was blind
I just forbid myself to see
Oh god my light
Is shining on me
The stage is empty
Now its up to me

So you wonder what it is I am gonna do
You ask yourself what act will I perform
Will I sing, dance and act a fool?
Or will I pull the act together and start to conform?

Maybe I will just stand in the light
Let it shine on me
Smile for a moment
Let the whole world see

Now my light shines
Yes it shines down on me
After all I never was blind
I just forbid myself to see
Oh god my light
Is shining on me
The stage is empty
Now its up to me

Some wonder about the river
The ones who have never seen an ocean glow
Said they wonder about the river
And where love will flow

Others are pessimistic
They don’t want to let it show
Too bad for them
Someone doesn’t grab them let them “Sea” and show

Now my light shines
Yes it shines down on me
After all I never was blind
I just forbid myself to see
Oh god my light
Is shining on me
The stage is empty
Now its up to me

I am on stage
I can be a rock star
I am on stage
I can be so far
I am on stage
I can let you see
I am on stage
There is a real me

And I found it in you
“Christ”

Jaded Fate

January 03, 2012 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

You started getting that distant look in your eye
I could tell that you were starting to cry
Inside
Deep inside

I thought I might wanna’ try
To take the midnight flight and fly
Yes I fly
Inside

There are so many emotions I feel
I wonder if your love for me is real
Or if it’s gone
Must be wrong

Then again I think of the past
Wonder why love like that doesn’t last
Cuz it’s gone
Said it’s gone

That’s why I can tell by the distant look in your eye
Maybe baby makes me wanna’ cry
Said I can see that distant look in your eye
No one can love you more than I
Just don’t know why you don’t know that I
Am inside
So deep inside

Can’t you feel my love babe?
Can’t you feel me deep?
Can’t you feel my love babe?
Yes dream and sleep
Just want you to keep
Me deep inside

I can tell by the distant look in your eye
Just as you pull closer with a smirky smile
We will fly
Yes we will fly

Can you tell by the distant look in my eye?
Never ever did we love each other at the same time?
Deep inside
So deep inside

Don’t you see by the distant look in my eye?
Maybe I loved you when you didn’t love me
Now the tables have turned and it has to be
Deep inside
So deep inside

Can’t you feel my love babe?
Can’t you feel me deep?
Can’t you feel my love babe?
Yes dream and sleep
Just want you to keep
Me deep inside

Now I am ‘bout to take one step that may turn to a leap
Giving back all the promises I said I would keep
From inside
Deep inside

Before I do there is one think you should know
Sometimes it’s harder than it seems to let go
Even when you know
Inside
Deep inside
Love doesn’t always measure up to what it’s cracked to be
With one swish of the whip and it’s gone ya’ see
Inside
Deep inside

Now you thought my love wasn’t true but now you see
As soon as I open the door and am about to leave
You feel me inside
So deep inside

So you wanna’ keep me hanging by a string
Sing songs I have never heard you sing
From inside
Deep inside

But I turn my head to the right for a left deaf ear
Maybe with the right I can or can’t hear
Because I am outside
So far outside….

Can’t you feel my love babe?
Can’t you feel me deep?
Can’t you feel my love babe?
Yes dream and sleep
Just want you to keep
Me deep inside

Now I hear you singing the beggars song begging me to stay
Just need to find a way to get away
From inside
Said I am outside
Deep inside

Can’t you feel my love babe?
Can’t you feel me deep?
Can’t you feel my love babe?
Yes dream and sleep
Just want you to keep
Me deep inside

Can’t you feel my love babe?
Can’t you feel me deep?
Can’t you feel my love babe?
Yes dream and sleep
Just want you to keep
Me deep inside.

where are you

December 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Looking to the left
Looking to the right
Seeking the day
Searching the night

Just wonder where you are on this important day
Just wonder why you dont simply call to say

I love you

Tender moments
Such a soft touch
Small things you can do to
Say

I love you

Quote This

December 25, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

There is no punctuation
in agitation
animation
in a fluke

there is no commentation
in frustration
devastation
when you puke

there is no yesterday
in planning for tomorrow
only a world of black and white
seeking color

there is no punctuation
in animation
only motivation
for the mighty green in a dollar

The Perfect Goodbye

December 25, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Sometimes you wonder
never wanna ponder
when love will come
when love will go

cant imagine it now
now I hold it in my heart
never wanna drive down a road
torn in two, torn apart

its happened before
may happen again
never no more
not like this

love you more than words can say
wish I could find the words today
wish I wouldn’t search for tomorrow
when my today seems full of sorrow

Thinking about times gone by
all seemed good until now
cant help myself but cry
just cant find the reason why or how

thought of it many times before
how the perfect love would be
how the perfect hello would go
how the perfect goodbye would be

its easy when to think of when you are not in love
its easy to dream of when you are not living your dream
when push comes to shove it isnt as easy as it seems
in love, in a dream

you can kiss the world with a wink of an eye
you can say hello, but its hard to say goodbye
there is no reason, there is no rhyme
for a sad hello or a happy goodbye

in fact when I think of it
I cant help but cry
thinking of you not in my life
there is no perfect goodbye

oh sigh…

never wanna say “Good” bye.’

harvest moon

December 22, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Hear the ring of the bell
doesnt sound quite clear
what they try to sell
is all based on fear

they take away freedoms
one by one
they come in armies though you don’t see them
loading lies by the ton

selling memorandums to the people of public
the thought of it makes me sick
our founders are turning in their grave
romancing the stone and turning us to slave

hear a roman voice screaming
no one has the capability of dreaming
the dreams we once use to have
ed sings a voice through the distance on the web

cant say I can disagree
I just cant see why you cant see
and why we do as we do
when freedom was fought for even the likes of you

harvest moon

walking on eggshells

December 20, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the floor is made of eggshells
better walk and never run
walking on eggshells
isn’t so much fun

listen to what you say
seems to you I just cant hear
run run away
from my inner fear

wonder whats next to come
wonder what you might say
if I did it right, if I did it wrong
if I should hide away

the world is dark
don’t dare shed light
don’t wanna run
but I just might

break an eggshell
hear it crack and crumble
wait for you to scream
hear you start to rumble

you think you are a lion
better go back to your cave
next you will be crying
because soon I will be brave

I will shake rattle and roll
turn a coal to diamond steal your soul
shake rattle and roll
become a hunter

you will be the hunted

no more eggshells in my world
no more need for it to be blurred
no more running from a roar of a lion
now I am the hunter you are crying

love never knew a love like this

December 20, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

just wanna write a love song
just wanna write a love poem
love song cant be wrong
even if you dont know love

but I am no stranger
oh but no
said I am no stranger
to love

we have been friends
we have been acquaintances
we sometimes make immense
then again there are instances

once we rode through the park
summpertime top rolled down
times we would smile
nothing could bring a frown

othertimes we shed tears
somehow hide our fears
wonder how many years
pain can go on

then the time when I first felt your kiss
wondered how on earth it could be such bliss
wonder why I feel just the way I do
and its all over you

you wipe the past away
you help sun shine in my day
you light the moon on a neon night
you help my spirit lift on an endless flight

I see you in a light like no other
listen to the birds sing
beautiful utter
I see you like an angel

must be an angel god brought to me
once was blind but now I see
heard some talk about a feeling like this
just never knew it would be all in your kiss

never used to think of you in this way
just thought we would be friends
but then it changed
changed with the warm tender kiss

pulling you close to me
cant believe this fantasy
cant believe I am living in a dream
cant believe as hard as it may seem

wonder why it never was really apparent to me
wonder why all loves before were make believe
but now here you are
lying in my arms

life is full of charm

some wait a lifetime
never find whats real
just pray for those
who dont feel what I feel

just one glimpse
catch a look of your eye
I am struck by emotion
cuz I am your guy

love never knew a love like this

Before the Fall…(love)

December 18, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Feel the world moving so fast
Seems to be moving faster
Even so life drags
Seems a disaster

Watch the time tick
As time learns to unfold
All of the stories well hid
Of you growing old

The wind blows
Trees in the last part of fall
No leaves to shed
Because they have all fallen

There is one question
I guess I have in my head
Why does everything seem so beautiful
Right before it is dead?

Richest Man Alive

December 18, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

1000 pounds of gold
Wont ever equal your heart to hold
You are beautiful
By design
Just wish I were a kite
I would fly

I would fly so high
Let my tail blow so long
See the white puffy clouds in the sky
See the heavens so high
Love you til the wind dies

You would lift me again
Become the wind beneath my wings
Some say I am insane
Just because I have dreams

A dream I have
A dream so true
To have your heart to hold
Be the richest man alive
Just because I hold you.

Free

December 18, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

A rant and rave from my political cave…

Don’t care if you are John Wayne
makes no difference anyway
dont care if you are CEO
just leave me the hell alone

not taking calls right now
dont need to be tracked or listened to anyhow
Dont care if you are the next door resident
don’t care if you are the god damn president

don’t need your socialistic ways of living
just wanna be the american I am
if you wanna talk to me
you will know how to get hold of me

if you are of any importance to me

if not you will have to catch me on the flip side
take a long Ocean View Blvd ride
maybe I will be somewhere in Whales
maybe in Versailles

Its hard to say exactly where I will be
doesnt really matter from me there isnt anything you really need
might take a train across the ocean end up in paris france
might end up doing the enchanted dance

maybe I will join my brothers in arms
the ones who fight to be free
stand in the line of gun fire
take a bullet for them since they took one for me

we seem to have forgotten
what freedom is for
amazing an electronic device
and narrow minded people want to take it all away

So I guess I am on vacation
even though there isnt anywhere to go
no where I havent been
nothing to show heavenly sin

Maybe I will just go 20 leagues beneath the sea
hiding the better part of me
remember the days we use to be

Free?

where’s the loyalty these days?

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Outta’ Place
December 18, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

there is no explanation
just devastation

first you believe its real
next you cant believe its happening to you

so you live your moment in the spotlight
hoping you will never have light shed on the darkness
so you wont see the unknown

you wanna believe
because you see others who do
believe

all you really want
is for someone to believe in you
sometimes they do

for a moment or two

then comes the slap in the face
seems a disgrace

Love is sometimes outta place

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2011 – 2012
All Rights Reserved
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Funny I Still Do
December 16, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

like a pitchfork to the gut
an explosion to your face
gonna make a hole in one with one put
get ahead in this rat race

I will remain silent
I will do you no harm
never will be that violent
just gotta use my charm

but the shock to you will be just the same
when I show you up in the newspapers of shame
have no fear
the enemy is near
have no fear
your time is clear
have no fear
the enemy is here
have no fear
I have a smile on my face

you think you can configure me
yeh you can make me concur
I sail a raging sea
with a view that is a storms blur

you think you can compile me
yah make yourself so sure
maybe you can try to file me
under the not so pure

you say I am evil
I just say I am full of sin
at least I know where to ask for forgiveness
yes I know where to begin

as I kneel I pray
have some rain in my sunny day
hell let them all rain
couldnt be worse than your god forgiving pain

yeh maybe he wouldnt even forgive you
funny I still do
maybe he wouldnt fogive you
funny I still do

maybe he wouldnt see you like I do
funny I still do
maybe he wouldnt kneel like I do
especially since you never were true

but the shock to you will be just the same
when I show you up in the newspapers of shame
have no fear
the enemy is near
have no fear
your time is clear
have no fear
the enemy is here
have no fear
I have a smile on my face

whats the truth?
you keep it well hid
you never let it show
your smiling face is a frown upside down
that has lost its glow

before they find and figure you out
they never will let you be
before they find and figure you out
you let them be

you test your equasions
with more than numbers of two
you let the devistations
remain instilled in the mind of you

then you open the closet door
yah you let your demons out
guess you are a fucking whore
so stand and shout

but the shock to you will be just the same
when I show you up in the newspapers of shame
have no fear
the enemy is near
have no fear
your time is clear
have no fear
the enemy is here
have no fear
I have a smile on my face

no one will undersstand you
no one will ever care
no one will understand you
no one will ever dare

god wonders why he made satan
the most beautiful angel
and he wonders why satan tries to rull all
when others like you call above the devil
when the son reaches noon

no one will understand you
no one will ever care
no one will understand you
no one will ever care
no one will understand you
dont stop and stare
no one will understand you
its not in their attempt at fate that they try and care…. or fdare

but the shock to you will be just the same
when I show you up in the newspapers of shame
have no fear
the enemy is near
have no fear
your time is clear
have no fear
the enemy is here
have no fear
I have a smile on my face

Funny I still do…

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2011-2012
all rights reserved
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By The Balls
December 13, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I am on fire
hell isn’t as hot as me
sweet desire
like you’ve never seen

I am explosive
badder than a bomb
maybe elusive
wrapped in discreetness

I am electric
yet I am tightly wound
somewhat acoustic
flying, yet standing on the ground

lost
seeking the found
cost
is on the killing ground

they come for me
in numbers by two
doesnt matter
I am seeking death for all of you

I will find you
in numbers by two
have my nine, nine, nine plan
pretend to be a friend and turn on you

got you by the balls
hell doesn t wait
hell wont call
got you by the balls
your sinister gavel swung by you
got you by the balls
stopped the pendulum from its next swing
cant wait to see what light of day will bring
when I have mortified you

writing lyrics in the wing
jeeobug sine as if toll is as gud us bit sinewrung we gio-haul
makes no sense but it sure is as good as the writing on the wall

I once saw a monkey
yah he wore a suit
stealing millions from the poor
just to call himself Newt

disaster in the housing bubble
now here comes china as we sort the rubble
next you never reall know who is gonna call
until the secret is out, got ya by the balls

yes the cats out of the bag
nothing like a wife in rag
nothing like hearing her nag
and you hide from when she calls
said cats out of the bag
nothing like turning a suit to a rag
monkey jumps for banana in hand
got you by the balls
by the balls

political sense
makes for great defense
when laws are created for the lesser of men
politics is dense
hiding behind the fence
just to prove the laws aren’t meant for them

yes the cats out of the bag
nothing like a wife in rag
nothing like hearing her nag
and you hide from when she calls
said cats out of the bag
nothing like turning a suit to a rag
monkey jumps for banana in hand
got you by the balls
by the balls
balls in hand
call me slammer man

paint a picasso
time slips into a fossil
frozen was this freedom land
then came the lunatics
using electronics
to free freedom so they could imprison it

for a lousy dime
they look for another
for a lousy dollar
they sell their own mother

building castles from sand
burnt is the building hand
block the mountain man
from building iron mountain from burnt hand

they see miles ahead
turning middle class dead
cant you hear the words I said
not since middle class is dead

I answer my phrase
turns into a political maze
I know more than anyone ever will
yet I keep the secret or death will

I can draw a map
its written in red wind
find the first book
and let the prophecy begin

“Written in red wind”

may be a religious phrase
in the politics maze
doesnt matter as long as its scrambled in times of quarter til noon
here comes the dogs
running from the wolves
because they are all howling at the moon
better “Bark” at the moon

yes the cats out of the bag
nothing like a wife in rag
nothing like hearing her nag
and you hide from when she calls
said cats out of the bag
nothing like turning a suit to a rag
monkey jumps for banana in hand
got you by the balls
by the balls
yes the cats out of the bag
nothing like a wife in rag
nothing like hearing her nag
and you hide from when she calls
said cats out of the bag
nothing like turning a suit to a rag
monkey jumps for banana in hand
got you by the balls
by the balls

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Prepped for HELL
December 13, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Are you ready for a good time
are you ready to make steady and rhyme
are you ready for the earth to shake
are you ready for hell to quake

are you ready for what you are about to hear
are you ready to be sincere
are you ready for it to happen right here
are you ready, are you ready?

You answer the questions as if in confusion
you see things as if in delusion
you react as if you were a scientist discovering fusion
and you attempt to unscramble my words

the earth curves at 21 degrees Celsius
many will seek Himalayas for strength and security
but there are a handful that know the sea
and only a fist full to pack a punch that will be
DEVASTATING

some will run
some will hide
some will seek
self genocide

others will go
some will know
nothing can save the day
with the world in such a dissonant

the leaders and the rich will be accepted to the sea
yes they will be the ones to recreate and populate powers that be
but they will destroy themselves with greed
a few will surrender to the Himalaya seed

I will write the words on the wall
we all will hear the heavens call
some will bear the crosses that be
others will be brave and listen to me

they will know the words I inscribe on the wall
words written in red after the fall
when the government divides but comes to one
anarchy under a smoking gun

a reverse mechanism of the powers that be
a reverse mechanism driving the useless to the sea
a power The Fuhrer himself would be proud to see
a power that even would make him look powerless from greed

I will not stop until our work is done
cried the fearless leader
I will not stop until we hide the smoke from the gun
Change has come to america Screams the echoes from the past

then comes the blast

….

you listen
you scream
you romance
you dream

your dream
is to awake
when it all comes down
something will quake

you watch movies
you make people screAM
it will happen when time is so everything
doesn’t happen at once

they will scatter it right before you
they will make it sound oh so true
you have an opportunity to evade
but you have to see through the eyes of jade

don’t look to Asia
there will be no answer
don’t look to Iran
they are only a dancer

watch for the souls of Seoul
planning for a disastrous tomorrow
I have hidden plans
buried under the apple tree at 41-28-21.7790N / 085-15-38.9100W

quotes from the leaders of the world
some things so fuzzy now not so blurred
doesn’t matter what happens to me
I will expose the whole damn sea

many people knock on wood
they hope and pray for the sake of good
just make it understood it may sound berserk
you never know who knows who crawling out of the woodwork

ever wonder who passed the note before lee harvey was darvey and gone?
ever wonder why we write so many long lost songs
ever wonder why we never spill it from began
comes all back to the east of the east of Iran

if east is east and west is west then why doesn’t everyone know exactly why
the “Change” of the country is prepping for hell
and we all must cry
هل أنت مستعد؟
你準備好了嗎？
당신은 준비 됐나?
Готовы ли вы?
Apakah Anda siap?
I am….
For a change, for Peace.

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σημειώσεις δείχνουν περισσότερο από ποτέ Κένεντι ήξερε, μαζί με ποιο τρόπο το σφύριγμα πουλί πέταξε. Κάποια παλιά έγγραφα που έπρεπε να είχε μείνει μόνος, τώρα λάμψει σε ένα νέο φως δεν θα δείξει. Ακούω τίποτα, δεν βλέπουν τίποτα, δεν ξέρουν τίποτα, αλλά μπορείτε να συνδέσετε τα στοιχεία σήμερα για να “αλλάξει” αύριο. Να βιαστούν πριν αρχές siez και να επαναφέρει τη θλίψη.

Its like a trip down a trail that used to be
foreign to you but not foreign to me
once upon a time was my old stomping ground
when I stumbled across someone who was profound

I was instructed and told what I should do
that I need to hide these before a cats eyes high noon
he said the claw was raw and would seek him soon
his ranking was higher than that of a lion in the sun eating from a teaspoon

no one would listen
they all thought he was crazy
I was young and naive
and quite frankly lazy

but when I saw a picture or two
I knew exactly what the year was 1962
Wilkins sharpening the stone at the paradigm of threes
back to the statement of curving the earth in Celsius degrees

Paradigm of Leaders

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The real me
December 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the real me
buried under layers of darkness
the real me
you cant see

the real me
floods rivers, lakes, valleys, oceans
and universes

teh real me
isnt like the fake you
the real me

knows depth and understanding
the real me
will always remain standing

no matter how far you think I fall
no matter how far you divide us all
no matter, no matter at all

the real me
cant be taken by the tricks of you
I play my part
just so you can be fooled

the real me
you may no interest
but when it comes time
you will seek

when the roads that were once paved
turn to stone shield grave
when all is gone
no way to turn a cheek from you

the real me
is the only real truth

hard as a diamond
sharp as a sabre
you cant break me
I will cut you in two

the real me
yah thats what I do

you can torture me
you can try to make me talk
you may be amazed by the belief
I instill in you

doesn’t matter
I make you believe what I want you to believe
because believing isn’t always true
I can only say
The real me isn’t like the either of you

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WOW!
December 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

woo me with the wow
polish my ignorance now
fool me somehow
woo me with the wow

catch me by a glimpse
know your ever move
think you are smooth
woo me with the wow

might catch me for a second
but wont be a minute
within the hour I sink you in my power

I woo you with my wow

I woo you with my wow
what you gonna do now
when you lost all control
and your plan went south

I woo you with my wow
I hide my intelligence way beneath
you thought I was in reach
what you gonna do now

back to your master
inform them of disaster
guess you gonna have to tell them some how
and when it comes time
can you spare a dime
to punch them with a foul
tell them I woo’d you with my wow

WOW!

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The moments of yesterday
December 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

carry me away
moments of yesterday
when lofe was good
life was now

carry me away
when we were free
so much to say
just dont know how

focus on then
dnont focus on now
dont know when
but your life is now

stop the reminisc
hold up your fist
take the day on now
tomorrow might not come anyhow

reflect back
how it used to be
the ship at sea
the waters calm

but if you think in deep thought
the thought you sought
isnt what it seemed to be at all
even then you faced the fall

fall overboard
afraid you cant swim the sea
only confident you can swim the english channel
if it were up to me
you would be
in a suit and forgot the flannel

ah the moments of yesterday
good for a glimpse, smile or a tear
but it was then you should have fear
for today is here and your time is now

shine like a crazy diamond
shine on
more spectacular than any day before
no matter what kind of past you endured

do today better than any other day
because tomorrow isn’t sure
and yesterday is nothing more than..

The Moments of yesterday.

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It Doesn’t mean a thing
December 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

French lick
time tick
lunatic
Doesn’t mean a thing

quick prick
dime nick
so slick
Doesn’t mean a thing

love is a rainbow
it has its sunny days
it has its rainy days
when it leaves on a plane at noon
it rains on a sunny day

loss for a word
found for emotion
heart seams
as big as an ocean

cash for cow
seems like now
cow goes meow
and is to weak to say

love is a rainbow
it has its sunny days
it has its rainy days
when it leaves on a plane at noon
it rains on a sunny day

thought about you
all the things you do
as if you were the only flower in the field of roses
roses are red, yellow in my head
ah shit I hate roses anyways

love is a rainbow
love is a flower
love is a pain I know
love is power
love is a rainbow
it has its sunny days
it has its rainy days
when it leaves on a plane at noon
it rains on a sunny day
when I loved love as strong as love could be
love lifted and carried me
but somewhere along the way loves wing was crippled
like a warplane in the heart of the battle
shot by friendly fire
once desire
kindles
dwindles
dies in vain
you learn loves pain

It Doesn’t mean a thing

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pry
December 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

In secret
In discuise
You cant keep it
From prying eyes

Elusive
Maybe vague
Cant be conclusive
Unless it takes you to your grave

They want to mislead you
Make you understand
Though they sold the american soul
no matter how many wars we fought how many lives we gave for control

Thry will sell you on the fact of fear
They wont make their purpose clear
they say they are not here
but they lie and keep you in fear
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yirf
December 06, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Won’t you send me a message?
Just make it very clear.
My heart cant wait,
Can’t wait to hear.

Won’t you tell me a story?
Make it very sincere.
Show me your glory,
And come find it right here.

Been waiting such a long time
To find someone like you
Though I wasnt looking
Until my dream came true

Used to sit and day dream
Sometimes an hour or two
Guess I am a bit of a fantasizer
Or at least I fantasize about you

When it all comes down to it
Gonna make it real clear
You have my heart babe
Don’t make it disappear

The fear shakes me
Said it breaks me
Yes it tears me in two

The fear shakes me
Said it breaks me
How much I love you

Gonna travel a road
Maybe one no one else will ever find
Gonna let you know
It’s for only you and I

Reflect back
To a time when I was a child
When I was on track
To run wild

Now much more tame
But my heart is on fire
Caught up in the game
Whirl wind desire

Said I love you babe
So come right here
Kiss me goodbye
and I will whisper hello in your ear

watch you cry…
Yirf

its a long road
when you face it alone
its a long road
when the sun beats down so hot

do you have time to travel
do you have time to roam
when love is in front of you
you never know

you never know…

Yirf
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your words
December 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

yes they hurt
its a pain inside I cant reveal
my heart
you can steal

like a thief in the night
I can be stolen away
no soul to stay
only way, to get away

is to steal my heart away
even though I’ve given it to you anyways…

where do I go
what do I say
when my heart has been taken away

where do I go
what do I say
when you are a million miles away

don’t know where to go
don’t know what to say
guess I will just pass the time away

the clock ticks
just doesn’t tock
loosing track of time
staring at the clock

maybe I am in a daydream
maybe I am phased
maybe falling apart at the seams
seems I am no longer amazed

lost is a feeling I know so well
in a theater of pain and madness
feels just like hell
then turns to sadness

where do I go
what do I say
when my heart has been taken away

where do I go
what do I say
when you are a million miles away

wouldn’t wish this pain
not even on you
it drives me insane

all this pain and sorrow
tell me oh tell me

where do I go
what do I say
when I cant have you

cant have you anyway…

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Antique Love
November 29, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Darker than the Darkest hour
mightier than the mightiest power
my emotions are stricken by you…

your glamour
your array of light
take my hand
we will guide each other through the night

my heart skips a beat multiplied by two
every other beat is beating for you
love is an emotion sung by a beautiful bird
love is the song I whistle for you to be heard

take a glance
catch that gleam in your eye
took a chance
to make this bird fly

so many chances
I have been given
but no more romances
shall be given

except with you…

you are my emotion
you are my song
you are my dream
you are the thread
so so long
you keep me together when I start to fray at the seam
when love conquers all
you are loves light beam

smile for me one more time
just before we part
I will smile forever more
you will carry that in your heart

just like an “antique love”

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Won’t let love down
November 29, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

If love came in a pill
would it loose its will
or would it get its fill
or would it make me ill?

if love came in a bottle
would you pour it in a glass
and if it sped full throttle
would you let it go as it passed?

so many questions
that must cross your mind
so many questions
without answers so easy to find

so many reasons
to not have a reason at all
but there is no reason
why we shouldnt make the fall

met a girl
said she knew you
there was no mystery
of what she would do

she would do anything I say do or ask
all I needed was a reason to mask
her hunger her pain
he willingness to take the reign

yeh I will miss you
said I will miss you
until my dying day
now I will just sit t back and worry

while I devastate
while I devastate
maybe contemplate
how its gonna be different next time around
how love will certainly be found

and I wont let it down.

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The Wonderland
November 28, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

You saw me as a preacher
yeh I was a prophet man
now I am growing older
falling into a faltered land

backslid into the enemy
yah thats what they would say I would do
man they were wrong
Cuz’ I slid right into you

The Wonderland
The Wonderland

Some Say its like heaven
shiny as glistening gold sand
some say they call it hell
dark as a death man

dont think anyone knows
whats really in store
ah shit man this really blows
dont think I need it anymore

The Wonderland
The Wonderland

they promised me gold
the promised me silver
they promised me a diamond
didnt make me quiver

they promised me a home
they promised me a meal
with all the robbed of me
there is nothing left to steal

the wonderland
the wonserland

its a great place to go
only for those who are poor
not one person of the rich
can give anymore

the wonderland
the wonderland
feel the tightening of the sand?

the wonderland
the wonderland
feel it come to hand

wonderland
wonderland

Guess we are here

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At a Glance
November 28, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Tis no mystery
tis beyond the darkness of the hour
tis the future of history
for my sweetness to never sour

tis my mind
tis my heart
not hard to find
less its torn apart

tis the peddles of a flower
tis the state of a full blossomed rose
tis the mightiest power
god only knows

tis not so serious
yet nor is fun
working in a mysterious
mind spinning run

I can see way beyond
I can feel what you will know
I can become so fond
of what our future will hold

tell me oh tell me
in visual emotions and not words
my sight for you will turn into a clearness and understanding
of how the world turns

take me way beyond
catch me so far away
play the harmony to my song
and I will sing you away

hear my romance
feel my meaning
prepare for passion and chance
on a furious flamed ceiling to dance
prepare for me…
at a glance

for blossoming love

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It touches me
November 22, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

It shines a light into my soul
Just to know there is no control
To realize we all are as one
And we all hold the smoking gun

It shines a depth beyond compare
To know, daily at death, we may dance, we may glance but we never stare
To know there are those who are too shallow to realize their own evil eyes flaunting a disguise,
with death they gave a dare

It comes as no suprise when I look in your eyes
to see rivers so green and seas so blue
It comes as no surprise
I see the shallowness of you

But where is the depth to me,
if in your eyes i do see a deep blue sea
Where is the depth to me
when in your eyes you hold the clue of the rivers
And if in your eyes i see love and start to shake and shiver

Oh, its so cold outside must me ninety degrees
Oh it is so cold outside I am afraid I will freeze

Hell is bent of leather
Now we make goods in china from pleather
O’tis hard to tell who is fake and who is real
All I know is the way that I feel

I feel i wanna get away
Maybe take a fast train
Even faster an aero…plane
Maybe dynamics make me insane
Maybe I draw a line in the sand to meet the missing road maps of the puzzle
Maybe I know how to use a muzzle

Maybe I can shoot a long rifle better than a fortyfour
Maybe I will hit my target better than forever mile

Psychos in this world not so insane
Made out to be a clown in a 3 piece suit
educated from a book that lacks street sense or common sense
just to prove he can control laws of public defense
when he couldn’t a fly a paper airplane anyway

Yes, no words could I confide in… one word much less any words he would say

Get away, maybe could be the break of day
Only because we are all but yet of one
Karma is like a 500 million ton sledge hammer
it touches me to hear a ball and chain as one goes in the slammer

taking freedoms away
this country starts to decay
not much anyone can say
just let it fade

learn a new language
maybe even two
doesnt matter what you do dont you see
it still touches me

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Remember!
November 22, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

when it was new
when it was green
when I could not know love
but it was easily seen

when it was like a warm summer day
and the memory would never fade
when I would remember you
the things you would do

they try to take me away
they try to make me say
lyrics to a song
I would never sing

no real rhyme
no real meaning
just robots singing
just robots to the rage

in comes a prophet
wonder if he really is a healer
2 bit god damn money stealer
fuck his delerious ways

fuck this world and all its craze

remember?

happened in 1921
they year of the sun
where was the son
before it all began to fall

the berlin wall

Do you know what I mean?

Piece the puzzle
hide the muzzle
and paint this country green

Remember Obscene!?

Remember?

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How?
November 22, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

how true is true?
you don’t know until you stop staring it in the face
and its sight leaves you.

how blue is blue
you only know once something so true leaves you
blue is blue

how low is low?
lower than the deepest sea, the depths of the darkeness frightens you
low is low when it brings you to face an unknown fear

how fake is fake?
when you once tried to live a lie and you were oh so blind
only to find it wasn’t as true…

as the love from you.

as the love from you
I held it, it slipped right from the palm of my hand
as the love from you
no love like it in this land
would give anything to hold it again
no matter the cost
now all is lost
and I ask myself now…

HOW?

my heart skips a beat
beats 7 more on a tripple time
never thought I would find the notation
to write a song without rhyme

one that doesnt make sense
seems to have no imagination
but it does when I dream of you

remember when we used to run across the sand
laughing as we drew footprints
but just as the ocean crashed to the shore
as did our love
washed away

How?

I paint skies with ribbons of grey
once used to paint a color I thought would never fade
but now I can only find one shade
and here comes the rain

you know, even though…
I seemlessly wallow in a sea of self pity
I am looking for a stream to sail me out of this city
into a new land of new
a new land where I can find someone like you

somewhere where I can think and remenisce
somewhere I can secretly dream of your kiss
somewhere I can confide in me
and dream secretly

Yes I will love on
I will touch a presence of you
with everything I do
but I will move on at the same time to forget you

so here goes
I set my sail so high
to sail on through the rivers
through the stream

finally when I stop thinking of you
I start to dream
a new love brought to me
I kissed her in my dream

then I woke up with the presence of you

HOW?

You were there all the time.

ET!
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advocate of success
November 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
I just have it my way anyway

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
gonna find a way to have it my way anyway

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
gonna make you string by whats strung and sing what I say

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
you will follow me sooner or later anyway

there is a way to unlock the door without a key
maybe easier than you will ever know or think
their is a way to piece the puzzle without the puzzle
I hold the pieces in the thoughts of my mind

seek and you will find

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
do it this way this time

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
words will rhyme

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
bells will chime

lie in the road
naked on a double yellow line
jump like a toad
leap so fine

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
gonna do it my way anyway

can you try your way and not be afraid to fail?

I dont care what they think
I dont care what they do
I dont care what they say
I am an advocate of success.

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you have to wonder
November 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

dissonant
resonant
not distant
never resistant

know when to go
never will show
its an assumption you already know
paint the floors colors of a chess board

you have to wonder..
whats next to come.

this is just a piece
a piece to the broken puzzle
shotgun blasts
token to the muzzle

cant hear the dogs bark
encompass we shall embark
to make trillions with the bounce of a dime
to chant the words of a silent crime

you have to wonder
what words are to come
what words they will scream
when we concur to their dream

you have to wonder…

if you are you.

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not like before
November 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

dealing with an angels hand
dealt with a devils card
done good, doing good
is much harder than the seam

walk a deserted mile
The seam was sewn found stitches in the pile
now comes all the while
means nothing with all these people around

growing up was so much good
shoulda milked it for all it was worth
now its like formulating an equation
of a disintegrating earth

once was like a dream
remember the summer sidewalks barefooted
the walk so hot
the trees so green
the flowers so grey

church bells chime
words always rhyme
and comes a romance to the end of the day
oh and the things mom used to say

no implements the real world
now the dream is blurred
now crime is stirred
now is more muffled than ever before

on a mystery band tour
the lion will roar
and the sun will soar
my feet will blister and burn like never before

cant run there is no where to hide
cant tell anyone, no one to confide
cant count on privacy
pry the eyes that are spies

conspiracy flies

like a wicked angel with hell bent wings
the ship of anarchy sings
but they are viewed as a hell bent ship
and the armies of thousands will try to sink

the devil loves to flirt
the devil loves to steal
the devil causes hurt
with just one wink

and so comes a flood
not like before

hundreds of millions taken to settle the score

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mind thoughts
November 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

explain to your other what mind thoughts are
are there any thoughts that dont happen in your soul
dont happen in your mind?

if there are, are we all as one?

if I rub your foot will you rub mine?
if we drink of the grapes will you taste fine?
what is fine if fine isn’t wine and wine isn’t mine?
what is we if we are you and me and me is one of one that isnt one

then in the back of my mind

somethings hard to find
doors to the mind
open one does the other actually close?
doors to the mind
close one does another open?

voices heard in the faint distance
fear is least resistance
so subtle yet so far away
I hear your breath decay

slowly as you go to sleep
secrets of the pyramid I keep
secrets in the back of my mind
I have learned the doors to my mind

its as if it were a maze
some would say I am crazed
but didnt they think the same of Albert Einstein
to control the thoughts, open and close doors to my mind

I see in shapes of triangles
I see in colors of black and white
opens a door of fright
administer the needle within

oh here comes a friend
preparing to knock on my door
slam!@ the door will close
shades pulled down

SMILE ON A CLOWN TURNS TO A FROWN
DIZZIES DANCE DIZZY
thin comes to lizzy
and the eyes of an angel are oh so blue

I have tapped into the soul of you

the powers I encompass
the things I can do
burn the candle from both ends
freezing the two of us
then again its the two of you

mind thoughts
yah I control you
high sought
the sun at high noon
mind thoughts
thinking of you
mind thoughts
which door will you choose
mind thoughts
you think we are as one
mind thoughts
you better run
mind thoughts
the eye is on you
mind thoughts
caught by the riddler
singing a jokers tune
mind thoughts

I CONTROL YOU!

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stroke of midnight
November 12, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

dancing with the devil
gonna shake his hand one more time
dancing with the devil
gonna make my way gone before the strike of the chime

will it be this time
will I make it in time
seems outta line
that I would even try

there is a sea of something for adventure
there is a sea of something I wanna venture
there is a ship to sail across the flame
there is always someone else I can blame

as I dance with the devil one last time
gonna show her no mercy and never confide
said I will dance with the devil one last time
shake hands with the devil
one last deal, one last time

gonna make my way through the forest
yah someone may come hunt for me
but I have my owl on the prowl watching 360 degrees for me

gonna make my girl dance on glass
gonna make her show her ass
gonna make her smile and grin for me
gonna make her make green

gonna dance with the likes of her friends
gonna do it then come back make immense
gonna tell her I love her one more time
gonna seek a wing of an eagle and fly

dancing with the devil
gonna shake his hand one more time
dancing with the devil
gonna make my way gone before the strike of the chime

when the clock strikes midnight
click your heals 6 times tonight
when the clock ticks to the tock before the fight
pyramids on the checker floor make you feel allright

dancing with the devil
gonna shake his hand one more time
dancing with the devil
gonna make my way gone before the strike of the chime

dancing with the devil
gonna shake his hand one more time
dancing with the devil
gonna make my way gone before the strike of the chime
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So you say “I”
November 11, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So you say “I”
“it escapes my mind”
U know I say
I am not so kind

I say you are trapped
And you are blind
Too far gone
To let it slip this time

No one says
It matters to rhyme
When the pieces don’t fit
They only collide

I……………..I…………………I…………
Fall this time
Wont happen again
Slip and slide
I
All this time
Bette watch your step
Cuz soon its your time
I

I stand alone
In the middle of nowhere
No people or phone
To get somewhere

Its ok
I see the likes of you
Surrounded by hundreds
You never knew

You have an onterage
A stage show at best
You think you are shining
Better than the rest

But that’s just you
So irrational
You do anything
Just to be fashionable

I am me
I……………..I…………………I…………
Fall this time
Wont happen again
Slip and slide
I
All this time
Bette watch your step
Cuz soon its your time
I
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All In The Name Above
November 11, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

All in the name above

If I told you that I loved you
Would you tell me too?
If I said I really care about you
Would you say it too?
If I said we can live on more than a prayer
Would you pray for love soon?
If I told you that I loved you
Would you tell me too?

If I said I know our future will be filled with happiness
Would you smile in tune?
If I said I know the walk of the way and loves road is paved
Would you wink to the sun shining at noon?
If I showed you a crystal ball would you be curious
Or would you speak as if your breath was from a helium balloon

If I show you a painting I painted from a sketch I drew
Would you see the beauty in you
If I showed you a bottle of ink and a needle
Would you let me tattoo you
If I swam the English channel
Would you swim it too?

Its all in the name of love
All in the name of romance
All in the name above
All in taking a chance
We don’t know if we are gonna’ live or die tomorrow
No need living in a world of sorry
Let me love you for all the while
Let me make you smile
All in the name of love

If I asked you for your hand in forever
Would you say yes and grip loves grasp until the end of time
If I said your tears of joy bring a man back to a boy
Would you dance and drink of my wine
If I said my love is true, there is no one else but you
Would you believe me and do the same?

If you make my heart skip a beat
Would you sit on the edge of your seat
Just to try to save my life
If I said my heart skips more than three
Would you come close as I pull you close and kiss into loves breath?
As I spin on a dime
Save love this time

It’s all in the name of love
All in the name of romance
All in the name above
All in taking a chance
We don’t know if we are gonna’ live or die tomorrow
No need living in a world of sorry
Let me love you for all the while
Let me make you smile
All in the name of love

TOU
“because I put you first”

Ron Jon Timmons
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back into you
November 02, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

sit on the porch swing
catch the flow of wind through your hair
feel the breath of you
as I attempt your dare

reveal to the world
what we have kept hidden inside
show the world our light
before it becomes darkness

ask for your hand in marriage
just to deffy the depths of truth
keep on living the fantasy
though I love your sister more than you

didnt think it would ever come to this
that is until she grabbed my hand and stole a kiss
tried not to ever look her way
but destiny just paved the way

how can I stay true to you
when I am in love with you
how can I stay true to you
when I wont wreck the reich

want it all
wont wait for the berlin wall
wont wait for it to fall
want it all

stifle
rifle
shotgun blast
love burns a candle both ends so fast

now she is gone
wonder if I was wrong
loved you all along
please sing my song

I am back into you

Ron Jon Timmons
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reverse spy-chology
October 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So you think you slipped through the crack
scintillated in the darkness
so you think you got away
it was what I intended

so you think you had a plan
your plan was part of my plan
the plan was to make the pieces fit
then you get hit

hit by a spy
hit by a fly
hit by a bus
struck by a train
hit by a spy
hit by a fly
hit by a bus
crashed on the plane

now I hear your call
dont answer at all
in my mind I hear you scream my name

must be a dream
must be me smiling
must be a way to escape

i live psychology
know spy-ology
to know how to reverse your name
I die psychology
love spy-ology
because I know your every move to this day

cant get away

Ron Jon Timmons
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I’ll remember you
October 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

once as I looked up
never thought I would look down
smile comes to laughter
tear comes to frown

once thought we would live forever
once thought I wouldnt see this day
then again I was too green to see
spring turn to fall and fade

where did our summers go
I remember them like wind in my hair
where did our summers go
when I had a heart to care

live fast and die young
so I used to say
now I see I am not so green
and my falls make me fade

though I see a sunshine in the distance
said I see a love like you
wonder why it seems a far road to travel
to sing a song so green…love, love me do

as the world turns
brings us to a new day
but as the world turns
sometimes turns grey

wonder what I should do
wonder what I should say
I’ll remember you
til my dying day

Ron Jon Timmons
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she is like the wind
October 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

shes like the wind
a summer song we all sing along
and know so well

she is like the wind
a storm that slowly came into play
like spring to summer, summer to fall and fall that fell

she is like the wind
we knew and loved
so well

now winter is here
and we cant see clear
as we recall the times she said “Oh Dear”

said winter is here
seems sincere
that spring is so far away

how do we say what we need to say
before its too late
how do we say what we need to say
to someone so dear
how do we say what we need to say
when that someone isn’t here

I ponder the day
the wind will blow my way
and someone will say
“he was like the wind”

Ron Jon Timmons
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3 on me
October 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

and the tears ran streaming down my neck
couldnt think of a word to rhyme
all I could do is ask why

why are we all in existence
why some have resisitance
why some would just rather die

in some philisophical sense
i feel rather kind of dense
for I have the resistance
for death

count the numbers one by one
wonder if I am the chosen one
but if the numbers are one by one
who is the one to be by one?

and if they fall like flies
in comes man with disguise
just to synonymize
and tell us its all going to be all right

all right
as I drive through the night
all right?
driving with one headlight?
all right
now that I am driving alone
all right
now love is lost but not at home

when I was there
I could have had a painted trail
would have could have found my way
when I was there
I could have taken a plane, train, anything but an automobile
just to find love

it was right in front of me
dangling like a leaf on a tree
up came the wind
and took it away from me

now we gather
in the midst of the river
does not matter
from the coldness I shake, I shiver

while life has taken its turns
it has sometimes led us astray
however here we come together
on the brink of this day

to feel the sorrow
wonder if there is a tomorrow
wonder how long life for us is
feel the sorrow
a sorrow of sorrow
and wonder what gives

how will we deal with it all
when it all will fall
when it is time for the call
and who will answer the ring?

when comes time to plant the flowers
april rain will bring may flowers
and we stand in the flood from the showers
just to see the beautiful sun to remind us all

see today is the day
not just a brink of day
not just a wink to flirt with the day
but to bring us together in a loving way

that death reminds us all
of life, love, happiness and sadness
pick 3 and life will remain
just as the one we loved would want it to rain

3 on me

Ron Jon Timmons
12.00 pm
10.31.11

“its like a volcano
starting to erupt”

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there is a River
October 27, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

flows into a sea
the sea is full of sharks

there is a fork in the road
where it goes we dont know

which way are you going to go?
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all wrong
October 27, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

pathetic
not copacetic
wrath
shotgun blast

where did you go where you have nowhere gone?
what did you sing when you didnt have a song
who sung with you when they couldnt sing along
where did you go where you have nowhere gone

all wrong

seems I would write these words
keep them on a shelf
seems I would have a vision that blurs
just to shield the world from myself

crooks aren’t criminals
its just in the minds eye
cops are soldiers
manipulated by a crimes sight

Exec says give me my bonus
what the heck
send our ships to china
and watch it wreck

sell our souls not only for a dime
for rule and controle
we invent the crime
watch us sell your soul… for the almighty dime

you will complete the form
and do it with rage
you will read all of our language
page by page

you will follow through
just to pay our way
you will walk with soulless shoes
just to arrive at the brink of day

Wave the flag
its made in china too
buy a grab bag
before you stand in the soup line too soon

you thought Hitler was bad
has nothing on the thought for today
we declare war on the streets
and there is nothing you will say

we paint our pictures
red white and blue
we sell wars like a romance novel
just to soothe you

as innocent victims
come home in boxes due to the war
you will wipe a tear from your eye\
and sing that’s what patriotism is for

you will be led to believe
the war is in the other land
while you feed
from the bird feeders hand

we will sing a song
about how its all gone wrong
while gangs in the streets
play a part in the orchestrated song

we are all just pawns in chess
who is the ruler that will rule us best
we are all just pieces to the puzzle
if you don’t open your eyes, your disguise will compromise with your muzzle

its not about religion
its not about belief
its all about one world money
and commander in chief

its all about who the world will answer to
and manipulating the thought of freedom
the way that they do
its all about hiding the truth

they have underground cities
to protect them from the naked eye
they train police its us against them
if they make false move shoot or die

they work as if they are part of a camouflage god
committing acts of violence against other countries
proving to be a god
its no wonder they prove to be a fraud

countless cities
numerous people
such a pity
so many people

since nineteen twelve
they have had a plan
they just ad and add and add
as we try to make a stand

one more law
just one more way
to prove the flaw
and freedom will fade

the clock turns
sands in the glass
taking us in tomorrow
watch before someone saves us from a world of sorrow

look in the past
it was proven with JFK
now every chief in command
is so afraid

who rules this land
you might ask
must be a land of sand
tisk task

just rename our country
call it chimareica
while you take the time to do what you do
I will say
go right ahead
I am planning for America

What used to be the land of the home
the brave
the free
just watch as I manipulate the devil
as he sinks in his fiery sea

just watch as I break through.

its all wrong
maybe you don’t like my point of view
its all wrong
not much you can do
its all wrong
maybe you dont like this guy
its all wrong
I think I am kinda fly

its all wrong
dont like what it is they do
its all wrong
I pray for the vets to come home soon
its all wrong
its not that I dont care about us this time
its all wrong
its just I want freedom to remain
its all wrong
dont let it fade

you have to ask yourself
what are we really fighting for
its all wrong
fighting for what we believe
its all wrong
hidden corporate greed

its all wrong

Ron Jon TImmons
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When the Clock Strikes 3
October 25, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

sinister you sea
the see is not me
it isn’t something new
its something politicians do

an angel you see
a blind forgiveness appeal to the eye
sailing the 8th sea one more time
approaching the alter

435 members to the congress
only one left to undress
selling their souls to the devil
serving at their best

when they lie awake in the middle of the night
no way to put up the fight
fascist with a radical point of view
selling false liberation to you

3 blind mice
with a brain so so small
2 blind mice made the call
led into a cave then to their grave
one would do what it would do

a Hitler call to you

just as muslims believe in allah
just as Corporate Greed hides behind a blue Collar
Just as the sea is full of obscenity
Just as the clock is ticking for you and me

Everyone believes in a god
Everyone has some sort of Fraud
some cheer and applaud
for the falsensess of fraud

redundant you say
walk with the leading mouse
to your dying day
run, run, run faster to your grave

so you believe in yesterday
you believe it will remain
fight for today
or it will fade

in the middle of the night
stalkers stalk
in the midst of the day
walkers walk

when there is no sun
we all will start to run
when they hide our son
from our way

our souls will decay

there are only so many seconds
so many minutes
not many hours
in the light of day

we are just around the corner
from the falling of the way

can you hear the clock tick
can you hear the clock tock
our enemies rule and control
selling you an empty promise and stock

the millenium
a choice forbidden way
the plan had been written
in the dying of the day
listen to the words Eisenhower will say

who is right
who is wrong
Zionists spectrulate
a common nuisance sight

when the clock makes movement
will happen while you are asleep
your eyes wide open
as you walk with your feet

when the clock strikes Three
you will know it was me
that sent you a warning
open the gates of hell
and be consumed by the beast of beast

Head east, Head East…

As we all Dwell.

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no kiss goodbye
October 19, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I tried to catch your eye
I tried as I tried to fly
I tried to catch your eye
but all I caught was a fly in my eye

I tried to sail to you
but the ocean would not let me through
I tried to sell to you
an idea of love

I tried to say a word
but I uttered and something blurred
I tried to utter a sentence
just to tell you I know what a kiss is

I tried to kiss you goodbye

I drove through the park
seemed so dark
the leaves on the trees turned grey
and the season turned to fall

I was on my way like a chauffeur
seemed I was so sure
where I was to go
I really didn’t know

one plus zero equals none

I tried to kiss you goodbye

I wore my hat so black
the crowd gathered round
I felt under attack
that my heart would be buried under ground

I reached for your hand
as you walked away
I didnt know what to say
it was like a scattered phrase

I put the piece of the puzzle
in the back of my mind
however the muzzle
would not give the words to time

as I tried to kiss you goodbye

my oh my
why oh why
cant I taste your lips just one more time
my oh my
why oh why
cant I feel your breath on mine one more time

the hands on the clock
soon will strike nine
wonder why time took the tick from tock
wonder why just one last time you wont be mine

why oh why

no kiss goodbye

Ron Jon Timmons
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Lead Me To Death
October 18, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Murmur a word
Shutter a sound
seems life is blurred
until it cant be found

whisper a word
scream a sentence
a paragraph is absurd
when you dont know what the story is

some where out theretake
someone is putting together pieces of the puzzle
somewhere out there
they are written in red wind
wonder why I am a puppet
delivering this message sin
take my hand
i will show you the way
desert sand
death of day
take my hand
your dreams decay
lead you to death
one minute until your dying day
i lead the world this way
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Spring Rain
October 17, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

The flowers blossom in the spring
Beautiful is my everything
Catch one glimpse of you
Never knew what love could do

To you

I tried and tried
To find the flowers
And it started raining
But I couldn’t find them

I looked again
Bam! I saw them
When I looked at you
My spring rain

My spring rain
Take away my pain
My spring rain
Makes me sane
My spring rain
Love you ever day
My spring rain
Bring flowers my way

Where did you go?
When I needed you most
Searched for love and colors of flowers
Coast to coast

What did it mean?
You ask me
When I never brought a sunny day
Stay please stay

Spring rain

My spring rain
Take away my pain
My spring rain
Makes me sane
My spring rain
Love you ever day
My spring rain
Bring flowers my way

Beautiful
Gorgeous
Bright
blossom
with me tonight
spring rain
my spring rain
never go away
just takes my heart away

Ron Jon Timmons / L. Fuller
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Ocean Blue
October 17, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Green and blue
Are the colors of the sea?
Kinda’ like the love
Between you and me

Grey and black
Colors of the night
Sail across 7 seas
Just to find the light

Sailed across the ocean blue
Just to find a love like you
Couldn’t find nothing to compare
Wishing on the stars my time I would stare

Just to wish for you
Ocean blue
Ocean blue

Now comes a love to my mind
Maybe in the past
Wonder why that love
Didn’t last
My mind leads to my heart
And my heart leads to you

Ocean blue
Ocean blue
I love you
Ocean blue

Sailing the sea is like fighting the wind
And when the waves crash to the shore love is to begin
Cuz I catch the one color of you

Ocean blue
ocean blue
No love like you
Ocean blue

Ocean waves are coming my way
Brings me closer every day
The wind makes you drift away
Come back and say you’ll stay and take my grey away

Ocean blue
Ocean blue
How I am in love with you
Ocean blue

Ron Jon Timmons / K.Fuller
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divided you fall
October 16, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Remember when you were beautiful
Remember when you were pure
Remember when your studio was full
Remember when you were sure

remember when you were young
remember when you knew it all
with the slip of the tongue
age took it all

now you see a reflection in the mirror
isn’t quite like you
now comes clearer the fear
of defining the things that you do

will you wake up tomorrow a better man
will you wake up with a gun in your hand
will you sleep at night and not have nightmares
will you sleep at night and dream your life away

when will you realize your tomorrow is your today
and all the fear you confide in will let today slip away
when will you realize you have a need to fade
and when you do realize will you be able to change yesterday?

live for the now
plan for tomorrow
sheltered by sin
salvation will begin with sorrow

ask today for might be your last breath
take it in deep before you mutter your last words before death
as you die the world turns colorful
kinda like spring skipping summer and rushing to fall

all the leaves on the trees reflected in the waters and cast shadows on the wall
as the summer fades and slips into oblivion
you run to answer the last question but its too late
divided you fall

divided you fall

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caught by surprise
October 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

with a wink
I start to sink
dint ever think
I would even wink

interaction
must be reaction
by one look of your smile
I drove a walking mile

with just one word
I started to mutter
didnt think I would utter
a word of silence

but I did
caught by surprise again

just one frame
doesnt seem the same
there is no shame
no one to blame

now we count the minutes
and the hours melt away
nothing more to say
since I was caught by surprise anyway

you thought you had me
right from the start
faded into grey
broke a shattered heart

then fooled by a fool who wasn’t so foolish
now seems a wish cant be wished since the wish was wished upon
a clown with a frown cant stand upside down
a magician has no magic when no one is there to watch it all unfold

a heart that is silver can have a touch of grey but never be a heart of gold
you thought you surprised me but I watched it all unfold… I have a heart of gold
now your caught by surprise growing old and the prophecy is told
caught by surprise your alone

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because we love it
October 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Did it to make it big
did it to be a star
didn’t make it like we dreamed of
didn’t make it big because its a small world

dreaming of yesterday
when we didn’t have a dime to our name
dreaming of the way you are
happy with a family white picket fence and a broken car

I made it with millions of dollars to spare
I made it without a care
how many souls have I crossed
how many were tossed

made it to the top
but its not high enough
for something to rely on
crystal eyes… crystallize my pain

in the beginning we didn’t do it for the money
we did it because we loved it
and yes it was a dream coming true
now we own a share a stake in the world
claiming a soul Satan owns you
when you get to the top its much further to fall
kinda like the way I fell for you
but you wanted a white picket fence and a broken car
I thought I was better than you

in the beginning we did it because we loved it
and what we did was so true
but when the money changed hands and we plotted our plans
somehow the dream fell through
now righ with millions of dollars in an offshore land
wonder if there is blood on my hand
and if I am part of the devils land
or If I will make it though

one more day to see you

even if you are happy with someone like him

we did it because we loved it in the end

dreams do come true
when they stay dreams like the day I dreamed of you
we do what we do because we love it
even though it can be a sin
all comes full circle in the end
our circle of friend

Ron Jon Timmons
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Rain Man
October 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

what do I mean
do you ask
or is it a statement
your face is so blank

what do I mean
dare you ask
or is it a statement
that you wear a mask

what do I mean
you’re a chameleon
pseudo romeo
and I dare not ask

I already know
why you tug a heart on a string
I already know why it doesnt mean a thing
I already know the real you and who you are”
I already know
I already know

I already know the wind will blow east and not get far
I already know the rain will sob a cry and no one will see your tears in the rain
I already know its how you hide your pain
you are the rain

Rain Man

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nor do I care
October 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

broke the silence
broke the mold
so much violence
soon to unfold

caught you catching a plane
quarter til noon
going in sane
is going to happen real soon

lunatic fringe
yeh I know you are out there
you are hiding
in the shadows of tomorrow

come follow me
if you dare
tomorrow I cant see
nor do I care

nor do I care

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the detection
October 03, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

they search deep and try to find more to the story with one look in my eyes
there is no way they can break through this mad mans sinister disguise
seems like forever since we first met but you still understand me
better than anyone ever did
if I break in two it will be the one inside of me
this mad man desires to break free
detect it in me

we rumble through the sheets with a desire as if the world were on fire
as if there never will be another light of day or a sorrow of tomorrow
we roll like mad lovers at the stroke of midnight
and the sighs you make, the breaths you take, the moves you make and every desire I take
I make you the woman that you are so far wishing on a star

rumble seat in the back of my car
I call for you with one look you never were there
guess thats the valley of kings attempting a dare
making bets dancing with flames as if I were best friends with the devil

strike a deal makes me feel as if I can be one to rule the world
hide my cash makes for stash and when it all comes down
the smoke never will clear
and I need you today… tomorrows a day away… what do you say??? come and stay!!

with me, your conspired mind wont be as easy to find

we are now blind

Ron Jon Timmons
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whats left
October 03, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

yesterday
was full of life and easy to live
today
is harder than ever to give to live
tomorrow
death is easiest

when all is gone
all seems wrong
and all is all which isn’t anything at all
all is gone

whats left?

an imagination flies like dust in the wind
kinda like my thoughts about the beginning in the end
wonder where it all went wrong
wonder what happened to the melody without the notes to the song

then comes a change
but you still have to grasp the second and ponder the moment…

Whats left?

cant be right.

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dig your own grave
September 28, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

laugh in the face of god
fooled by foolishness you are a fraud
laugh in the face of me
I am the man with money

laugh at the mere fact others cry
laugh at the fact a family member died
laugh at the laugh thats laughing at you
and yet you wonder just what evil can do

see your expression in a fake smile
run a marathon in a water race mile
sail a sea no deeper than foot and knee
sink on sand it was meant to be

I know more than you will ever guess I know
I see the cars of the future than never will run or go
I know more than you ever will know
the banking system sooner or later will pay its toll

you are so shallow you cant even dig your own grave
and with the gravel you are handed you cant even get a road to be paved

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metal mask woman
September 28, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Woke up to the ring of a bell
Splashed water on my face
To face this day of hell

Walked down the isle of the court room
She showed up with her fake smile and witches broom
I showed up with a tear of love
And fear from above
Love had come to an end

Took a walk down memory lane
Remembered what it was like to be sane
What it was like to know the real me
What it was like to not be blind and see

The dance in the hall
The dream of the ball
The run in the marathon
The hope that hope will never be gone

Where did I go wrong

I strung my thoughts from a rope on a tree
Strung my thoughts that could but shouldn’t be
Let the horse run wild , run free
Let my innerself be a prisoner of me
And got lost in the lost and found
As my plane crashed into a fire ground

Where did I go wrong

Was it to write this song?
Where did I go wrong?

Now I am on a path of destruction
Seeking a romance of construction
To reconstruct what never was
Some say 911 was a disaster
I say it was constructed by a master mind
A governmebnt official so hard to find

Now we see it as the smoke settles clear
Have no fear

It was a woman with a mental mask
yes she had a face made of steel
a heart that was not real
like a thief in the “knight”
she would steal a heart and shatter it in two

trillion pieces
no known reasons
she is a metal masked woman.

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gold nug
September 28, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

They hide in the words
they think they rule the worlds
they are spoon fed the news
causing the world propaganda blues

they have dirt and blood on their hands
spreading evil lies across the lands
they say they will when they know they wont
they say they wont when they know they will

the ink isnt as dry as it used to be
and the country is slowly weakening
the stories aren’t as bold as they once were
now its no more than an image of her

she holds her torch up way, way high
151 feet to be exact
she points it to the east
all her measurments tally up to the number of the beast

notice she doesnt hold a flag or waive goodbye
that would be a story for one to wipe the tear from their babies eye
east of egypt there is an underground empire
we support its ways of theft so no one will have to hire

a man of thirst
seeks a rain man
who’s gonna be first
with blood on their hand

hide it in a file
sweep it under a rug
who is sleeping with who
to get bitten by the bed bug

gold nug

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dance with the devil
September 26, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the colors are easy to make black and white evade
and while flipping through a deck of cards one chance out of 52 you hit the ace of spade
if you do, watch the lights flicker in your head
there is no compromise of rectification to the words that you have said

green and blue may be the colors of the sea
however read is a color never faltering
black must fade to the ever so low grey
and in your presentation you hide the words that you say

a devils horn has more than one point
a roses thorn has more than one prick
when it all comes down
we know who is in the thin and who is in the thick

dance with the devil
sing a song or two
into the desert
roll the dice at noon

dance with the devil
cuz its a song I know
not really a rebel
just paving the world with fools gold

behind my midevil way
I hide the sun of the day
evasive in the words I know
evade to never let you know

my stock piles rise high in foreign land
I have a million names and my riches will consume the modern man
wonder why I dont say what I know
wonder why the day is never shown

dance with the devil
sing a song or two
into the desert
roll the dice at noon

dance with the devil
cuz its a song I know
not really a rebel
just paving the world with fools gold

look at the signs they are every where you go
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Illuminatti regression
September 26, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

repressed
expressed
undressed
seems so simple

repression
expression
undression
leads to complexion

the world spins on a dime
everywhere you go, you see a sign
maybe a roman diocese way
with fools gold the road was paved

on the scene
must be green
with a triangular face

just like a phene
must be keen
to realize you can own this place

a promise to compromise
a word to the wise
I am on the inside, looking in

in the end I am the one with the grin

the Illuminati circle
does hypocrisy live?

they signs arent on the wall
they are on the word of the call
and when it happens the towers will fall
I saw the writing on the wall

silence, I know whats real
hush hush never tell how I feel
just another sign a piece of the puzzle
you never will understand the reason for the muzzle
the illuminatti circle

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and she offered to me
September 23, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

she was like eve
from the garden of eden
she was like eve
full of sin

she was like an angel
only god forgot to give her light
she was like an angel
a devil of the night

she would present herself
in a fashionable way
she would force herself
to get her way

she would make you think once or twice
she would put thoughts in your head
not so nice

some tell me to keep my motor running
so I can go go go
I look at all of them with my innerstregnth
and say no no no

I stand on the sideline
with a smile on my face
I know a love better than any love
and I wont give that away

and she offered to me,

I said no.

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inspired
September 23, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

wired
fired
admired
never tired
dire
inspired by the now

soak
poke
bloke
female
gender
counts us down

rain
pain
insane
membrane
my brain cells cant be accounted for now

paint
saint
faint
quaint
creativity kinda seems unique somehow

i am inspired
by the colors of your soul
i am wired
by the presence of your toll
I am fired
by the smile on your face that does glow
I am admired
by the billions that love love and will never know
I am never tired by the dire of our divine love anyhow
because I am inspired by the now

soak, here comes the rain again
poke, by something some call sin
bloke, I am a man again
she is eating of the fruits my friend
until the leaves on the trees start to fall
love will call

spring will come again
rain will remove the pain and sin
its insane what your love did
my heart can forgive but my head wont give in
i am too high from the thought of love

we can paint the world full ov vivid color
we can call for a saint in the world to kill the dollar
we can erase our past and start to faint
or we can live better than the past and still be quaint
oh the creativeness of love is an angel that inspires me

i am inspired
by the colors of your soul
i am wired
by the presence of your toll
I am fired
by the smile on your face that does glow
I am admired
by the billions that love love and will never know
I am never tired by the dire of our divine love anyhow
because I am inspired by the now

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a love like ours
September 23, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

if they only knew they would be envious
they the wind blew it would blow east of us
if the sun would shine it would shine because of us
if anyone uttered a word about us it would be a word of trust

shiney new cars parked on the nicely paved streets
old rusty cars parked near a garage cant quite compete
but there is a luster in the corner of your eyes
there is a muster in an old car with a new disguise

I could go on for hours
I could stand in a sunny day praying for rain of showers
but out love
is like no other love
a love like hours, a love like ours

the spririt of the right
cant be wrong
its out of sight
but its the melody of this song

a love like ours
will never go wrong
a love like ours
wont you sing along
a love like hours
somehow is a mystery
a love like ours
makes a page in history
a love like ours
paints the world of color
a love like ours
there is no other
a love like ours
may be for eternity
a love like ours
must be forever
a love like ours
truth shall endeavor

a love like ours is nothing more than a dream come true
for that I thank you.

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Willowing Me
September 21, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Paint the walls red.
flash the train track lights red.
Paint the sky red.
Listen to what I said.

drive as fast as fast can be,
just cant drive as fast as me.
Camoflage the world that wants to stop on a dime.
I will live my life to the fullest because I have such a short time.

70, 80, 90 years doesn’t even make a century.
Set a love off like a bird to be free,
then hope she comes back
to show it was meant to be.

Willowing Me.

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I know you are there
September 21, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Inching in
Foot by foot
Mile by mile
A frown without a smile

The gas is near he fire
Envious desire
As the flame reaches higher and higher
i walked a running mile

danger is my name
playing is my game
and I catch you with the look of the safety eye
maybe I can be an angel in disguise

the leaves on the trees so green
the fruits so ripe
maybe I can convince you
to take a taste of the serpents type

maybe you will sail with me
the endless red firey sea
maybe you will learn what it means to be wicked
maybe you will sail away with me

into the oceans, into the sunset
have no regret living for today
no need to wipe your knees cuz there is no need to pray
we are living for today

and when I cast a green eyed spell on you
you will fall to the floor
beg for more
fall for more

the shelters in the desert are still shelter-less
not an ounce of water
searching for a drink in a fiery sea
you cant quench your thirst without me

inching in
foot by foot
mile by mile
your only frown is a smile

I know you are there

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Ron Jon Timmons
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Rain of Love
September 20, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I blush from the rush I get when I look at you
I can’t fathom the things that you do
Can’t wait to get to touch you
See you lying naked in front of me
How I wanna kiss you, love you, suck you, and lick you from your head to your feet
Yes I blush from the rush I get when you look at me

I blush from the rush when the rush is so obscene
Can’t wait to touch you pull you closer just to hear you breathe
Can’t wait to feel your heart throb as I rob its every beat
Yes you are with me, a part of me; I never dreamed I would need
Like a fish to water, like love to rain, like sun to flowers that subdue the pain
You are like rain

You are like a rain of hope
A rain of sunshine
A rain of desire
A rain of fire
A rain to take me higher
A rain of love

When I touch you my emotions explode
Attempting an overload
Yes my emotions explode

When I kiss your tender lips
When I sink in my fingertips
When I hear you sigh with a moan of disbelief
When I get you to climax beyond belief

When we share the tender moments of s kiss
When the sun does set
When I make your ever desire raining wet

I am the rain
I rain down on you as if I am your strength
I am the rain
I rain down on you as if I wash away your pain
I am the rain
I rain down on you as if I am your desire
I am the rain
I rain down on you as if I am on fire

Yes just one touch of the flame
Just one touch there is no shame
But I can’t wait to touch you again
Cuz my love for you will never end

We are the rain
We make flood and river
We are the rain
We make others fearful of love shiver
We are the rain
If only they could see what we can see
We are the rain
Raining sunshine on the sea

Maybe someday
We will sail an oceanic stream
Maybe someday
We will come full circle and learn to dream
Maybe someday I will bring out the woman in you
Maybe someday the little girl remains true

I see more when I look in your eyes
Than I can ever fantasize
I see me
In you

The rain must be true, rain on me, rain on you… rain of love.

Ron jon Timmons © Copyright 2011
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hidden in love
September 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

just one wink
catches the glimpse of you
the titanic will sink
at quarter til two

a love story
hidden glory
rain pouring
found in blue

some with greed
feel the need
to grow the seed
of the love of me and you

if I say you and I
we both shall die
cuz its a lie
to stop and sigh in the greediness of two

and then there is you
you light my world like a full moonlit night
must be true
when you can be so close but so far out of sight
and then there is two
when I look at you
the first time I looked at you
yes it was the first time
the first time I knew
oh how I knew
I found myself in you

a love so true
the ring was you
how hard it must be
to hide yourself in the sea

hidden in love

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revalation satan nation
September 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Sun turns black,
Moon turns red.
Stars fall from the sky,
Sky disappears, dead.

Mountains and islands
Ripped from their base.
As I stare the devil in his face
The Lost come to my head

Rich and poor hide in the mountains from me
The cave walls painted red.
They cry out to mountains to fall hide them
But the devil is buried in the acronym d.e.a.d.

The dead is not done
The devil awakens in his bed
His one last chance for freedom
Before eternity has no end

The angels will rise
Stare stars in your eyes
Make you fantasize
And run for the bend

You will believe and be understood
But being understood is your worse kind of fear
When you used to know good
And there is no good anywhere near here

Used to talk
About what you were gonna’ do
Now what you were gonna’ do
Never became any part of you

Wake up late
Can’t congregate
No need to learn the opposite of sin
Devil let you in

Revaluation
Satan nation
Watching your every move
Revelation
Satan nation
Where did it all begin?
Revaluation
Satan nation
You were born so pure
Revelation
Violation
Now you’re not so sure

Indecisive
Unconcisive
Twist the words
The world turns at a tilt of 23.5 degrees
66.5 degrees ecliptic
.1 degrees the world will freeze
And hell takes over

The smell of death
Your last breath
The bible can’t save you now
Holy water, devils daughter sex, sin, gonna win your soul somehow

Revaluation
Satan nation
Watching your every move
Revelation
Satan nation
Where did it all begin?
Revaluation
Satan nation
You were born so pure
Revelation
Violation
Now you’re not so sure
No longer pure

Repent
Heaven sent
Repent
Heaven scent
Smell the air, its fowl
Repent
Heaven scent
Repent
Heaven sent
The devil was the most beautiful angel anyhow

Smile
It’s a frown
Can’t turn it upside down
Frown
It’s a frown
Must be a clown
To be sad anyhow

Revaluation
Satan nation
Watching your every move
Revelation
Satan nation
Where did it all begin?
Revaluation
Satan nation
You were born so pure
Revelation
Violation
Now you’re not so sure
What it means to be pure

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we’re all shallow
September 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

cant see beyond the depths of man
cant see to the bottom of the sea
cant control the depths of man
tho the depths are as shallow as the middle east sand

cant control population by demand
cant control forest fires created by man
cant control the shallowness of man
cant find any depths to man

cant drive down a road thats not paved
cant dig 6 feet without someone to accompany our grave
cant fly a flag without someone willing to die
cant start to shout until we hear a baby cry

cant talk politics without blood on our hands
cant have dirt in one and soap on the other expecting to have clean hands
cant say honesty is truly and honest word
cant tell someone you love them without it being a blur

wont realize that from the indians we stole this land
cant realize that from the indians we never learned to cry
wont realize from the indians we were not willing to try
do do anything other than cheat, steal and lie

now off we run to a foreign land
to go kill a yellow man
he must be hypocrity in his own right
to think he can save the black gold for his own fight

we will start a war on our own land
we will call it 911 and kill our own man
we will gain more power than we will ever know
we will create homeland security to steal freedoms shown

we will know the everything that makes every man tick
will will know when they come and when they go to the sound of tock
and if they dont like it we will make our irons click
to the sound of our badges and our glock

tick tock stole a soul to show I am shallow
boom boom dropped a bomb to Hiroshima to make it hallow
stab stab put them on a slab to show them no mercy in our theft
for the greed of man life is at hand and all will follow

we’re all shallow

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I go blind
September 14, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

maybe its for a day
maybe its for an hour
til love will walk away
til love will sour

the sun in the sky shines bright
the clouds are out of sight
not a worry in my mind
unless I find I go blind

I go blind
with the words you say
I go blind not seeing the sun in the day
I go blind
by the emptiness I portray
I go blind
when the sun sets at the end of the day

so good so now
so good somehow
so good til goes fowl
then again its all I have ever known

you are different
you are the one
I will make this work
if 1 million miles I run

you are gold
a heart I can hold
for the day
for the hour
I wont let it sour

love is fragile
handle with care
stare at the sun with blindness
and take the dare

sooner or later the sun will set
and if we dont love we will regret
not knowing the feeling oh so true
kinda like the love I have for you
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last song
September 14, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the last song is never sung
its just a melody in your heart
and if you are lucky
you will find someone who has a heart
to play the same melody

I guess I am just lucky

E.T.
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Jump the Track
September 08, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

sing me a river
cry me a song
love makes me shiver
cuz I dont wanna get it wrong

once saw a light
at the end of the tunnel
wasnt in sight
it was a freight train coming my way

learn to jump the track
never wanna look back
livin for now
cuz life is so good

said I learned to jump the track
not gonna look back
cuz my life is now
and my love in this minute… is all for you

not worried about yesterday
let it fall like ashes and fade away
we are making a history right now
living, loving, and being crazy somehow

not thinkin bout tomorrow
just living for today
maybe I will plan for tomorrow
but if I do I will be planning today

I can twist the riddle
I can make the rhyme
I can play guitar and fiddle
not such a crime

learn to jump the track
never wanna look back
livin for now
cuz life is so good

said I learned to jump the track
not gonna look back
cuz my life is now
and my love in this minute is all for you

jump the track
never goin back again
jump the track
learned who was really my friend
jump the track
in the middle again
jump the track
to learn where love will begin

learn to jump the track
never wanna look back
livin for now
cuz life is so good

saif I learned to jump the track
not gonna look back
cuz my life is now
and my love in this minute is all for you

I love you E.T.

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born again
September 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

link me to the impossible
a murder a mystery a definitive purpose to life
a murder of myself case closed

a new me as if I am born again
a new me as if I am free
a new me as if life turned upside down
a NEW me as if a smile from a frown

you can not bring me down

cant catch me I am hidden in the cracks
cant catch me I am an official
cant catch me I lead you to know where
cant catch me in the middle of nowhere

I am invincible yes its my middle name
I do what I do without shame

because I am born again, I play the game.

Born again.

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you are my way
September 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

livin for today
planning for tomorrow
what can I say
cuz I dont know if it will ever come

I can dream today
and yes you can be in it
maybe I will get my way
maybe you’ll be in it

in my way
what do ya say
doesnt matter if its only for today
as long as you are in my way

in my way
nothing else to say
its like an art at its best
and I feel as if I am on top of the world

with you in my way

no need to step aside
just stay for the ride
life can be fun
dancing in the sun

we will create shadows on the ground
and others will wish they wore our shoes
never to be found
we’ll write our stories in the wind

in the wind it can blow away
come back some day
in the wind
it can send
a message from somewhere,

with you in my way

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too far gone land
September 06, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

as it all unfolds
dont know what the future holds
all I know is that I found the evil seed in you
and I am lost in the found of not knowing what to do

as it all will unwravel
hear the smack of the gavel
and an innocent plea of the dying you
not knowing what to do

you tried to desecrate me
you tried to change my decision
you thought you had your sights
marked in precision

you tried to saunticate me
you tried to tie me to the road of rail
you tried to bound me
to a life of hell

but I kept my rebel flag roaming free
I kept the rebel you never knew inside of me
I kept the southern horse in the stable
just to break through your aliby if I am able

you tried to murder me
with your mystical ways
you tried to capture my soul
as it decays
but I am strong
I will break free
and in the end
you will sink in the sea

there is a line
written in a lions cave
by the egiptions
with their selfish ways

you cast a shadow
direct on the ground
its full of the same emptiness
that I found

now here you lie
in a puddle of mud
watch you die
in a world of crud

you ask for sympathy
you ask for my hand
but I cant reach you
too far gone land
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entering a new world
September 06, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

as I look in the light
have no fright
as I look in the dark
I am lost but I find you

as I scream your name
I have no shame
I have no blame
just someone to play the game

as I cross the road
I enter a different mode
and I change colors of chameleon

as I cross the street
seems kinda neat
that your life becomes a mess
and I leave you only to guess

as I enter the new world

and the world is colorful
the world is beautiful
the wold is kind
since I left you behind
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when its love
September 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I have a dream
as crazy as it may seam
yes I have a dream

one day you and I
will say the words that rhyme with shy you
and in this day you will ask me if I do what you do

we will sing we will dance we will romance
and smile when we hear our song
and we both sing along

in harmony
music to my ears
and love for the tender years

when love comes walking in
you grasp and grab and live for today
plan for tomorrow and never let it slip away

it last forever when its love
when love comes walking in

cant find the words for this poem
its just that I love you more than you ever will know
from this moment in time
my heart skips a beat when I look in your eyes

never thought life could be so good
never thought I could
love again
thank you for now, tomorrow and forever

even if its only for this minute
its the best minute I have ever known

Ronjon
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I am God
September 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I will remain a mystery
even though you think you know me by what you read
I will remain a mystery
even though you think you know me by what you see

I have a side
you will never know
and I have a side
that will never let go

I will keep my secrets
hidden well below
I will never shed light
on these secrets unknown -never shown

I can create words
that you may not understand
I can walk on water
unlike any other man

I am a god
I am a power
I am not a fraud
like the time of the hour

I will do
what I said I will do
I will do
what you dont know

I will say
what I want to say
I will get a way
to get my way

I am a god
I am a power
I will seek you
at the stroke of the hour

call me a terrorist
call me a fool
I will teach you
what it means to live by the golden rule

I am a god
I am a power
I will seek you
at the stroke of the hour

I will do
what I said I will do
I will do
what you dont know

I will say
what I want to say
I will get a way
to get my way

I am a god
I am a power
I will seek you
at the stroke of the hour

I am God.

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cant help but wonder
September 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

in my life mysteries true
unfolding stories of lies made blue
believing innocence is alive and real
love is a happiness we all can feel

until one day I learned a sad but true
a love broke something sacred and new
it was a love we both would cherish
and it was a love betrayed that would perish

en-gulped in flames
a furious you
en-gulped in a sea of sorrow
I I cried the river for you

you seemed if you did not want to love or care
you seemed as if it never were there
that was a different you when I knew love wasn’t true
but now I found something I can hold closer to my heart

just wonder if its going to last
or if I will break it apart
hope it is forever because there is only one chance forever
and it must be in this new start

its tender, its love, and yes its green
cant help but wonder if it will blossom into the real thing
I now realize I never needed you
I now realize what can be and what can be is true

when my heart beats triple time every time I look at her
when I have no fear of making a new rhyme and remain sure
when I know each time I look in her eye without a blur
you never will compare to someone as sweet as her

thats where I get the scare
cuz I cant help but wonder
since you tainted my view
cant help but wonder if she will do like you

cant help but wonder if she will ever astray
cant help but wonder because my heart will remain
hers for the rest of today as I plan for tomorrow
just want a life of happiness without sorrow

jealousy is enough to end a good relationship
but after wounds have healed
scars are there to remind me
of how one can slip

I guess it doesn’t matter
as long as I am the one that is true
doesn’t matter if I cant help but wonder
into a love that is better than you

Ron Jon Timmons

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more to come
September 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

there is a cold wind that blows from the east
there is a heart fulfilled with a raging beast
there is a desire to make you wait
there is a memory that never will fade

there is more to come
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into the know
September 02, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

out of the know
into the no
out of the yes
into a guess

wonder why it has to be
wonder why she sailed the 8th sea
maybe the waves were more subtle on that side of the water

out of the go
into the stop
time keeps ticking
but I cant see the clock

wonder why it has to be
wonder why the minute hand is stuck on an hour
and the mightiest of them all
is second hand power

in an hour you can reflect on what all went wrong
in a minute you can tell how the next minute is to be
but in a second you cant tell if you will sail the same sea

out of the light
into the night
hidden by fright
out of sight

on the light you can see what is to be
in the night you have a fear of what might be
but fear comes near not so sincere
and you cant seem to see the colord of yesterday

into the know

Ron Jon Timmons
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The Book Of Love
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

The Book Of Love

Putting down my head
To cry for the world once again
Said I would never
But I did anyway

See I am a believer in shame
Maybe I am to blame
Feeling my heart beat
A believer in love

Maybe I am human
Maybe I don’t seek perfection
Guess I just thought I saw something in you
Maybe was me I was dreaming of

When I wrote the book of love
Chapters left out
Pictures unseen
Love you forbid me
Of a heart too green
Yeh I wrote the book of love
Maybe I am just a contributor
A distributor
A fool for love

I saw you
You changed my plan
I hear the melodies in my head
When I dream of you

Blinded by what I thought would be
Could be
Imagining me
But you were busy with you

Damn me for being a fool
Falling in love with you
Damn me for breaking my rule
Falling in love with you

Writing the book of love

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2011
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in the now
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

guess
no know
yes
no, no

dress
let go
confess
nude, so?

try
then try again
cry
but dont cry again

live and learn
dont get burn
do things like you want them

in the now
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Ship Of Fools
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Looks like I lost my dreams
Must be falling aprt at the seems
No reason for me

Some tend to propose a question
I just never have an answer
Must have been in the eyes of the tiny dancer

Didn’t think my time me would come to this
Must have happened when I lost the grip of your kiss
Must have happened when I lost you

Now my nights are greay
My days are gloom
Staring straight at the reaper
Death is sure to come soon

Don’t wanna be selfish
Yet I need to kill the pain
You tugging on my heart
Too much strain

Don’t wanna be selfish
Just wanna kill the pain
So i’ve no reason to give or live
I will just fade away

Save your self the trouble of renting a hurse
Looking at me would be much worse
Save your money
Save it for a rainy day
Think of me when the rain never goes away

There are too many rivers to cross
Too many lives to toss
Too much pain in this world
Why did I come here to begin with

Its out of my control
Beyond my shallow soul
Guess I am ready to let go
What can be worse

After all the cadillac is a hurse

Just wanna fade and die
Save your fake tears
Don’t cry
You were a heartless bitch to begin
Hertless and full of sin
Guess I was a fool to let you in

I sales the sea
On the ship of fools
Thought I was being smart by bending the rules

Now here I lie
Crying at the bottom of the sea
Drowning ina a pool of misery
Damn why did I sail this sea?
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The Rhythm of Love
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

When I look at you
You take an emotion
When I look at you
Its like a potion

When I touch you
Its like the earth moves
When I touch you
I learn new grooves

When I feel you
Do you feel me too
When I feel you
It feels so true

What I am saying
Is eye not above true
What I am saying
I can see you

The rhythm of love

Copyright 2011
Ron Jon Timmons
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crying in the rain
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

The vice has a grip on me
Its a sadness you can’t see
My soul is hollow yet filled of pain
You showed me sunshine and happiness then brought the rain

Been 40 days and 40 nights
God this seems outta sight
Sit here and sob in the rain
Least no one can see I feel the pain

No one sees the tears
No one feels the pain
No one knows my heartache but me
Cuz I am crying in the rain

My eyes are blue
Must be sad to make them blue
My eyes were on you
Must be bad to be watching you

You took my heart like a thief in the night
You smashed it like a vandal
You committed a crime that wasn’t right
You were way outta hand

You didn’t see karma coming
But it struck you in the midst of the storm
You shoulda took cover
You were forwarned

So you think your smooth
You think your wise
Nothing you can do
Will ever compromise

Somethings in the things you say
Somethings in the way you do
Somethings will come back full circle
Haunt you in the midst of noon

You are evil by day
A devil at night
Just want you to go away
Get outta my site

See I am too good
Way too good for any of you
Even thoughh I am broken
I will recover soon

I will be stronger and wiser than before
I will come back and never ask for more

yet I will hide and cry in the rain

copyright 2011
Ron Jon Timmons
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Dance for me
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Tease me, please me, you never cease to amaze me
Just one look and a wink from the corner of your eye
Guess I might be the right kinda’ guy
To make you live and feel alive

Need me, plead me, some say you’re greedy
Guess from that look of your smile it’s all worth while
Then again I guess it’s your style
The way I wanna love you, make you always smile

You got class, give the car gas, go real fast
Cruise a miracle mile
Maybe baby you can dance on glass show your ass
Dance for a lil while, dance just for me

(chorus)
Dance just for me
I am the only one that ever needs to see
Dance just for me
In the bedroom in the candle light
You know it’s something I need
When you dance just for me
I can feel the speed
Of a heart racing for greed
Baby dance just for me
Something about the way you walk
Something about the way you move
Something in the way you touch me
I just wanna groove, groove, groove

Some say I may be a fool to watch you dance on glass
I don’t give a shit they can kiss my ass
I got style, I got attitude
Just watch me kiss you with a lil’ gratitude

Run to the hills
Climb the highest mountains
Watch the wave’s crash to the shore of the sea
You know I am there to give you what you need

Good lovin baby
Good love
Good lovin baby
Good love
Need lovin baby
Need love
Good loving baby
Good love

To chorus
Dance just for me
I am the only one that ever needs to see
Dance just for me
In the bedroom in the candle light
You know its something I need
When you dance just for me
I can feel the speed
Of a heart racing for greed
Baby dance just for me

Solo
end

Copyright 2011
Ron Jon Timmons
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Full Circle
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Full Circle

Don’t need to wonder
Don’t need to wish
Didn’t think to ponder
Just did what I wished

Maybe i’l tell a story
Might just tell a rhyme
Doesn’t matter what it will say
Just as long as its mine

Hear the music in the distance
Hear the rap of the beat
Thinking about the future
Sounds pretty neat

Think of you
Think of me
Something to do
In the deep blue sea

Watch waves crash to shore
The sunsets once more
Maybe I can dance in the shadows galore
Then again crash the waves to the shore

Some say I think of me
I say I think of you
You take a little bit of me
Whereever you go

Life is crazed
Life is you
I can look death in the face
Laugh at the cloros of u

Write our name in the clouds
Write your name in the sand
Watch my name dissapear
As it melts in the land

Can you read my story
Can you see its true
I am no longer outnumbered
I am stronger than you

So once again things come full circle
Once again things are true
You once belittle me
Now I am bigger than you
Now I am bigger than you.
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You will find love
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So you boarded a plane
Just wanting to get away
Said you flew away
But you just couldn’t get away

You didn’t think a broken heart had wings
And you would be able to get away from things
But it followed you anyways
And now there is no way to astray

Heard you failed at love
And you died from a broken heart
How to revitalize
Something falling apart

There is only one way
Find yourself
You will find love

Copyright 2011
Ron jon Timmons
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life is like a yo-yo
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Listen for the melodies
Never really hear the song
The words are a blur
And my life is all wrong

Sometimes I think its no good to think to myself
If I do, I even put myself on the shelf
Doesn’t seem anyone wants anything to do with me
And I am drowning in a lonely sea called emptiness

Don’t know why I am here
Don’t know why I came
No future is near
And I am the only one to blame

My father used to tell me he’d say son life is what you make it
But dear daddy, oh daddy I don’t know if I can make it
When the world seems so so sad
And I feel oh so so bad…think I am had

He said son I have lived the lives of many men
I have been through hell and back again
Pain will subdue and you will look and find you
Just don’t look to the shallowness of the empty souls
Those who think money has control
Only the strong survive and only the willing thrive
On a love that is stronger than this life
Oh god oh god I cry upon an empty shoulder
Seems no one is here seems no one is near

Seems since she left me I feel as if I wanna die
Cant go through one single day without starting to cry
And I wonder oh I wonder about my baby boys
I look in this empty room full of toys

Once so full of life and a dream I was living
Not so anymore since I wasn’t giving
Take take take take take take take I take and then she takes from me
Cant seem to break a common ground so I swim the empty sea

Searching for a soul is there life out there
Can anyone hear me?
Can anyone possinbly know.
Life is a yo yo

then again I have X RAY eyes and am in full disguise

Copyright 2011
Ron Jon Timmons
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give to live
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Woke up with a sty in my eye
Woke up wishing I was dead
Thinkin bout the argument last nite
And all the derogatory things you said

So I guess I will crawl outta bed
Try to make it another day.
Wonder why I am trapped in a love
I know will never stay

Something’s kinda wrong
Something’s out of place
I can tell by the look on your face
Do you love me or do I love you
Doesn’t matter its not love times two

I should have waited
I should have left
I guess I hesitated
All in the name of love you took my gift

You changed me
Into something I don’t want to be
You changed me
Into time doing time without rhyme
You changed me
You changed my golden rule
All those I made fun of in the previous years
Look at me now I am the fool

I used to know me
I used to love me
Until I let you in
Guess I am guilty of sin

I didn’t want to love you
I convinced myself I did
I didn’t want to be true to anyone but me
And so I hid

You didn’t love me when I loved you
I didn’t love you when you loved me
We were totally divided on the call
I don’t know how in the end in love I’d fall

I didn’t wanna love you
But now I do
I am not in love with you
I love who you were when we first met
And you were true
Now I have to ask myself
Who
Who
Who
Are you

To rule and control me
Who
Who
Who
Are you
To rule and control anyone

When you cant rule and control yourself

A manipulation is like a joker
You are the joker being joked upon
The stipulation is your soul is gone
I love you now because I hope you find yourself
I love you because I know sooner or later you will admit you were wrong

May take a decade or two
But how long will I be alive
How long will you?

I hope its til the day you see I found a love so true
I hope its when you see that love isn’t you.
I hope its when you find forgiveness
I hope its when you forgive
Give to live
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version 2
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Just one look from your eye
Guess you think I am that kinda guy
To Fall for your every line

Just one touch of your hand
Guess you think I will be your man
Not falling for that kinda line

Just one embrace
Maybe I can see the look on your face
A memory will never erase

Just one walk with you
Down the aisle before it split in two
Guess I kinda fell for your little line

And as never before
I opened the door
Hoping to see a world of sunshine
And as never before
I heard the same line before
And you wanna know what’s more
I still love you

Said I love you baby
When I said “I do”
But you took our love away
And threw it deep into
An ocean so, so shallow
A sea I didn’t want to know
Now our love is oblivious
To all of the love’s that go

“your love is dying in me”
“your love is dying in me”
“your love is dying in me”
“your love is dying in me”

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2011
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I Stay Afloat
August 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I smile as I say good bye
It’s sunny outside
But it’s raining inside
Guess my wings are clipped
But I still wanna fly

The sun is setting
Guess it’s catching up to the darkness in my heart
Once fulfilled and now empty falling apart
But I won’t see the rain no more
Yeh I won’t see the sun no more

Just hide my head in the sand
And let the sand fall through the hourglass
Times ticking faster than fast
Times so fast its passed itself and gone at a standstill again
Why oh why must it rain when my heart won’t mend?

I hear the sound of a note
Can’t see the songs melody
There is no reason to rhyme
There is no need for me
Love has abandoned me again
Left my soul to sink and never float
Yet I stay afloat
yes I stay afloat

Copyright 2011 Ron Jon Timmons
written in red wind
the writings beyond
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Redrum Sam Records
6142 St Joe Ctr Rd Ste 223
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I found myself again
August 28, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

stranger to love
the rain didn’t hide my tears
cant hide a shaken beaten dog
been thrown out for years

stranger to life
cant ride the wind without a sail
the waves are too high
and drifters seem to fail

lost in the middle
only wishing I wasn’t so blind
but its in the middle
yourself you will find

I found myself again
wondering where life would begin
I found myself again
never wanting to find an end
I found myself again
I am my own true friend
I found myself again
in your eyes

its like visions in the skies of the fall
someone paints a different picture on the wall
you see the pictures beside you
but you don’t look up to see them all

look up
above you and write the words in red
look up because love is not dead
look up love is in words I said

when I was lost
I was more found than ever
when I was lost
taught myself how to be clever
when I was lost
I opened a new door
when I was lost I found a new love and even more

to me life comes as no surprise
life has no disguise
life has time to tell
a story of sincerity

to life I cry
when I hear someone got married
when someone died
so hard to decide

do I get lost again
do I let the prisoner win?
love and life are my friend,
and love will never end

I found myself again
never thought I would win
I found myself again
until I met you

I found myself
I found a friend
once again
I will win loving you, loving me.

I found myself in a friend.

Ron Jon
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Written in red Wind
The writings beyond
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Words from the heart
August 28, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I didn’t ask for it to happen this way
I never thought it would…
I didn’t demand it to happen this way
I never thought it could….

This is not a poem, nor is a story,
this is more than life,
better than a song…
its creating a harmony to glory

Won’t you help me write the words,
and sing along ??

I am hopelessly, romantically, physically, mentally, emotionally, in love with you.
You are like the other half of my soul I searched my whole life to find.
No matter if only for a second, moment, hour, day, week, month, year, decade, or a lifetime…
I cherish every bit of time we spend together.
You have my heart
Though once shattered like a mirror,
Looking at that reflection brings some fear.

But the signs of fate seal the deal
And the mirror becomes a new window
a window Into a new view of hope
and all fear is left aside.

I will help you take down your wall
Brick by brick
Emotion by emotion
We can stand on the edge of the world together
and, in love we will fall

For you my love, my only love, have no fear….
I will hold your hand with lots of thought, hope, romance and emotion
maybe a smile, laughter and a tear or two….
all of my love is for you.

Ron Jon

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copyright 2011
august 27, 2011
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enter
August 19, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

You try to desecrate me
With your invulnerable decision
You’ve got your sites marked in precision
When you turn to me and ask me your questions
I live my life and learn my lessons

Sharp as a sabre, hard as a diamond
You try to seduce me to the darker side
I keep on goin just living and learning
You can’t seduce me to the darker side
Cuz when you turn to me I still say no
My words of wisdom take me where I need to go
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I will be you
August 19, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So I sit
as I fade away
life slowly
starts to decay

my young age
leads me to believe
I am so damn old
and my age
makes me think I am so damn young

I once could swim the English channel
I once could sail across the red sea
but theater captures a moment
a moment I just cant see

so my test is now
my emotions have hardened to stone
I will find you
yes I will seek you out

I will know what swimming, sailing and the view is about
I will reach deep within
I will sail again

I will be you.
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I am better than you
August 19, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I am better than them
I AM BETTER THAN YOU WILL KNOW
Ephesians 6:14–20
I will let the sun glow

I will sell my body to the devil
I will hold my soul for the gold in heaven
and no one will ever know the real me

I will hide in shadows of light
I will do what is right
I will travel many o land
I will never touch a toe in sand

I will say the words so true
I will sing the harmonies of love
I will never clip the wing
of a free flying dove

I will blend
with the ones that will bend
I will speak
to those that know the truth

unbeknownst to self thy is true
I will always be better than you

I have the thoughts
I have the mind
I have the ideas
your money can not find

I have the thoughts
I have the mind
I have the creativity
to create the hands of time

so the clock unwinds
the time is so untrue
the new wind finds
a face with numbers with a false presence of you

you want to buy yourself though the worlds
but without the likes of me… there is no you.

Ron Jon Timmons
Redrum sam records
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America
August 19, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

head in the sand
ass above land
and you thought you wouldnt get screwed

AMERICA

You once stood so tall
but when you are so high
the further you can fall

AMERICA

The leaders punched the statue of liberty right in the face
put us in our place
now we are sprayed with mace

AMERICA

Sold out to a billion of man
sold out to the CEO’s of the land
its called the government Gland

AMERICA

Now jobs are shipped to foreign land
in every cook jar you have to move the governments hand
but you dont stand up your head is in the sand

CHINA!!!!

Speak the language
know the know
let freedoms go

The land of the free
no longer will be
our forefathers are swimming in a sea
of socialism

CHAMERICA
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Keeper of the Keys
August 19, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

voices that whisper
tell secrets of a dark tomorrow
lighten the lisper
and brightens a sorrow

shallowness
a key to the keeper
lock box they will find
3 locks and a spell to make you go blind

sold your soul
took a shortcut instead of paying the toll
now a wizard will prevail
and you shall go to hell

no mistakes made
so its something you say
truth is you are so sad
truth is you have been had

darkness and mystery
attractions for you
pain and mysery
a life of a fool

reap a tarot card maybe 2
the reader runs for the door
should have been a warning for you
still you do what you do with total disregard

can you hide in your sorrows and miseries
can you shadow yourself from death
can you hide yourself in a self proclaimed history
by stealing someone Else’s last breath

you gamble with a glass eye
hoping you can steal someone else’s sight
climbing a mountain your on a permanent high
but you skip the climb steal a plane and fly

doesn’t really matter
I have nothing to do with you
the mistakes you have made
so untrue

doesn’t really matter
there is a keeper of you
holocaust is a cost
of doing business with you

I am the keeper of the 3 locks and the seven keys

hold your last breath before you sneeze

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2011
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Redrum Sam Records
C/O Ron Jon Timmons
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found in lost
August 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

when I die
the angels will clip their wings
they wont fly
they wont even start

when I fly
I will try dangerous things
I wont try
to trip on a paper heart

when I cry
no angels will sing
they wont carry a tune
for a broken heart

guess that’s how it will end
guess that’s how it will start
not one true friend
I’ll just die of a broken heart

wont be a memorial
wont be 6 foot under ground
will just be shattered pieces of yesterday
and another person lost and never found

I will roam aimlessly
like a thief in the night
I will hope shamelessly
that my presence is hidden out of site

I will dress myself in a body suit of armor
I will have a machine gun in hand
I will be an American terrorist
out for uncle Sam

might not be while I am here
maybe while I am gone
when its done
will be the pearl harbor of whats gone wrong

when I die
no need to bury me so fast
they already took away my everything
so they can kiss my ass

I wont be challenged
by things large or things so small
and when the river flows
it will flow into the fall

they will think I am right here at home
but I will sing china grove, china grove

I will have parades congratulating me that it was time to go
I will have other despising me and my heroic woe

look at me
look deep in my eyes
I can see more shallowness to you
than the depth of my disguise

you think you know me
you say you know me oh so well
in the package of a future
someday will become past my friend

so let me tell you in emotions not so much words
life flies right no past and sometimes blurs
shadows cast but never found
til you find yourself 6 feet underground

said you were out and going to save us all
but the well ran dry and your wishes didn’t make it to the fall
so they never ran into the stream, river, lake, ocean for the call
the well ran dry and your wishes didn’t make it to the fall

You were found in the lost
obituary column

Ron Jon Timmons
Copyright 2011
Redrum Sam Records
8.19.11 3.02
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alone
August 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So I sit
as I fade away
life slowly
starts to decay

my young age
leads me to believe
I am so damn old
and my age
makes me think I am so damn yOung

I once could swim the english channel
I once could sail across the red sea
but theater captures a moment
a moment I just cant see

so my test is now
my emotions have hardened to stone

now i AM ALONE
all alone just the the crossroads tree
alone
all alone like the prisoner inside of me
alone
all alone.
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unsung song
August 15, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

… and the song is unsung
the words are unheard
the wings are clipped
from an unborn bird

the song is unwritten
the rhyme never will be
so on a mountain we are sitting
mysery

the changes never occur
the time never will pass
burning a candle from both ends
would be better than not burning so fast

the light will noth be lit
the darkness never shown
and to the earths whistle from the wind
cold will not be blown

the heat never will be
the sail will never sail sea
the ocean will not flow back to me
like the river never will be

the birds wont sing
the newlyweds wont mean a thing…
the wedding wont ever happen

pride.
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on the 8th day
August 10, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So you cling to the belief that there is another end awaiting discovery
You won’t accept the salvation of the fall
Hating your belief
You can’t escape as empty as the step you fear
Your arrogance steepens the fall

You torture yourself with hope
Sighing on the something in which you cannot cope
Riding the wind like you have never ridden before
Searching the earth without any answer
Claiming to be a tiny dancer-nothing more than a whore

So you return to the same life you live again and again
Such foolish charm there is no room for sin
Heaven wont let you in
the pain of this divided existence is better than annihilation
and the thought of committing the ultimate sin, never will end

devils daughter
you don’t want a holy war
devils daughter
come back to the striking of midnight
just like you did before
devils son
don’t you think you are too bright
devils son
to be luminescence at night

so the time pendulum swings
a new dome brings
a light of day
on the 7th day we learn to pray

and on the 8th day
he had a change of mind
he thought somewhere in the light he would find
a salvation so so true
a salvation in the soul of you

so he fed and bred
lies stet

to the judge…
who are you to judge the likes of me?
yes its you judge
much too blind to sea

failing miserably
failing no cost at hand
winning misery
civil war land

devils daughter
you don’t want a holy war
devils daughter
come back to the striking of midnight
just like you did before
devils son
don’t you think you are too bright
devils son
to be luminescence at night
and on the 8th day….
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Hell Awaits
August 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Calling all sinners
calling all saints
justify your fates
Hell Awaits

Artist painted the picture on the wall
the flood before the fall
Armageddon in us all
Hell Awaits

Hell Awaits for those who are good
hell awaits for those who are bad
hell awaits make no mistake
hell awaits

screams of passion
screams of desire
the fire rises higher and higher

screams of torment
smells of descent
agony, pain, like nothing you will ever know
hell awaits

yes hell awaits for the adulterer
hell awaits for the molester piece of shit
hell awaits for the murderer who wont quit
hell awaits for the government official, yah that may be you
hell awaits for YOU, you sick fucker… so fuck you

Though I am good
is it really an eye for an eye
if I kill you, will I die?
you are bad as described in the previous sickened quaint
hell awaits without restraints

hell awaits for idiocrocy
hell awaits for you, for me
how long must it wait for the one that is good
let me spell it out so its not misunderstood

I can take you down
further than the depths of hell
while you live
while you suffer
you will never know the real me

while you live
while you endure
you can only guess my next move

you are my pawn in life’s game of chess
I am no rook
for life took
something of no value
I am no King
such a preposterous thing
to always need protection
I am better than the queen
such a mysterious thing

you are the epitome of hell

hell awaits yes its true
hell awaits, just wait til I chase you
to your final destination
you are the sinner, I am the saint
Hell will await.

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Break Me
August 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

you try to break me
twist me
tie me in two

you try to riddle me
belittle me
yah that’s what you do

I wont stop to say
never will say
once you get away

I will find you

may not be today
may not be that day
but it will be someday,

someday soon

Break me?
you cant twist me in two
shake me?
you cant shake me like you do
think I will say?
I wont say a thing to you
Break me?
make me?
break me?
you cant break me in two!

innocence
violence
streets of mayhem

incandescence
radiance
yah a mile away I see you

smell of scents
ignorance
Break me? No I break you

Break me?
you cant twist me in two
shake me?
you cant shake me like you do
think I will say?
I wont say a thing to you
Break me?
make me?
break me?
you cant break me in two!

my mind is strong
I can take torture oh so long
in fact I can take it til my death

my mind is strong
cant be wrong
so sing along
and hold your last breath

Break me?
you cant twist me in two
shake me?
you cant shake me like you do
think I will say?
I wont say a thing to you
Break me?
make me?
break me?
you cant break me in two!

Keep your mouth shut that’s what you do

Break me?
you cant twist me in two
shake me?
you cant shake me like you do
think I will say?
I wont say a thing to you
Break me?
make me?
break me?
you cant break me in two!

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sea of sorrow
August 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

crawl, walk, run
shoot, fire gun
street, midnight, traffic light
person dead, out of sight

stuck in a maze, you are crazed,”””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””now thats just not right
you thought I would drop
I dont spill a word on cop
in fact I dont say anything to anyone about anything

too many problems the world cant solve
its the loudmouths we need to dissolve
and the stupid mother fuckers who cant keep their mouths shut and out of everyone elses business and affairs
I attempt the dare

we need to go back to old school
disregard the new rule
break an arm break a leg for those who are rats and trolls
then again the men in blue dont only come for you
they come for each other too
no one is faithful to each other anymore

I will even the score
I hear nothing, see nothing and know nothing
I live to see tomorrow
so sad you live in a sea of sorrow

socialized way, its the epitome of today

I run astray

Dont take no sides
dont take no prisoners
dont enable any war

I close my eyes
wear my disguise
like non other before

you think you know me
I wear many shades of green
and where its hidden will never be seen
I swim in a sea of tomorrow
you swim in a sea of sorrow

I am too good for the bad
too bad for the good
happy middle ground its understood

I do no one any harm
live my life of charm
seeking the gold for tomorrrow
you live in a sea of sorrow

word to the wise
keep your mouth shut
swim across your sea of sorrow
there is no place anyone can ever hide
to not be found tomorrow

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Love comes walking in
August 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

massages my heart
makes me feel so real
takes me on a high
the music makes me laugh, dance, sing and rhyme

takes me back
to living yesterday
makes me feel good today
makes me learn to pray

makes me know I have a dream or two
makes me remember the presence of you
makes me think of the day I will walk down the isle
makes me think of the day you will smile

makes me know I am alive
makes me know we are all connected in a heavenly way
a girl so far away yesterday,
a girl so close today

love comes walking in.

Inspired by Van Halen

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secrets unknown
August 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I’m trapped In this world
and there’s no way out
I don’t know what reality is
And I’ve Lost my vision
Of what life’s about

I am in too deep
Sinking further every day
Now I am blinded by sin
And I can feel my life slipping away

So many skeletons
In my closet
So many secrets
The world wont know
My heart is like the weeping sky
And the sun will never be shown
no the son will never be shown

I make a wish
My vision appears
Then I am blinded
By forbidden fears

Sometimes I think a curse stalks me
I start to sink before I get to the sea

So many skeletons
In my closet
So many secrets
The world wont know
My heart is like the weeping sky
And the sun will never be shown
no the son will never be shown

its hard to believe I can sink any further
Its hard to believe there is a plan for me
I left myself alone to die in the desert
I left myself alone to drown in the flood

Its hard to believe I am drowning in quicksand
its hard to believe that I need a hand
its hard to believe I tried to sail the red sea
its hard to believe I sunk on land

I’m trapped In this world
and there’s no way out
I don’t know what reality is
And I’ve Lost my vision
Of what life’s about

Well I am in too deep
Sinking further every day
Now I am blinded by sin
And I can feel my life slipping away

So many skeletons
In my closet
So many secrets
The world wont know
My heart is like the weeping sky
And the sun will never be shown
no the son will never be shown

There’s no way out
from secrets unknown
the sun will never be shown
now the red wind has been blown
and the Son has finally been shown

Christ help me!

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I wish for you…
August 09, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

wish I could kiss you
wont you be like a genie
make my wish come true?

wish I could kiss you

wish I could have another wish
I would wish with you
and if I wished, would you make the wish we made come true

I would wish with you

the wish I wished would be a secret
just for me and you
and oh how I wish that wish would come true

if I dream I wish, I would dream I wished for you
and when I dream I want to make it vivid more so than the colors of life
yes I want to dream of you

and in my dream my dream so true
I want to kiss you
in my dream a dream so true

I just wonder, do you wish you would kiss me too?

Oh how I wish my kiss would make your dreams come true

yes I wish for you.

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caught in the middle
August 08, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

too bad for good
too good for bad
so its understood
I’ve been had

not so much a sinner
nor am I saint
some say destined to be a winner
I say may come somewhat late

I stand on my rock
I never crawl
I can see the tick of the tock
but I cant see the clock on the wall

I hold my head high
I never sigh, never cry
an injustice dealt to me
with a joker in hand

discard
caught in the middle again
discard
caught in the middle my friend
discard
time to try again
discard
caught in the middle again

ask and ye shall receive
a wise man once told me
but when the world will deceive
how can one scold me

I broke the mold
yah hammered it in two
never breaking the law
just bending the rules

I skate by
attorney at hand
I fly by
a deputy once a free man

now imprisoned by me
I control his thoughts every day
imprisoned by me
his soul will decay
caught by me
in such an emotional way
sought by me
caught in the middle of day

discard
caught in the middle again
discard
caught in the middle my friend
discard
time to try again
discard
caught in the middle again

so you think this is a game
I live it every day
you think this is a game
I dont want to play

this is your way
let me dive bomb hearsay
let it decay
as I fade away

discard
caught in the middle again
discard
caught in the middle my friend
discard
time to try again
discard
caught in the middle again

not playing the game
caught in the middle again.
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you take me there
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

you attempt a dare
you show you care
ad my heart will flare
you take me there

you make my heart dance
you make my heart sing
but when it all comes down to it
the bad don’t mean a thing

you take me there

you take me there
a dreamland to nowhere
you take me there
a dream I wont share
you take me there to anyone but you
you take me there at high noon

at high noon we want it to turn to night
when it turns night I will feel out of sight

you take me there

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your eyes
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

so deep inside
i can feel me so deep inside
when I see your eyes
I can be so deep inside, no disguise

love like this
must be bliss
so I dont run and hide
when I am deep inside

a stare in there and I am on a journey
a stare to dare and love is turn key

so deep inside
i can feel me so deep inside
when I see your eye
I can be so deep inside

I look in your eyes
I am so deep inside
looking in your eyes
never coincide
with the irregular rhythm of my heart
so deep inside

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subtle stalker
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the scars so deep
the knife so long
secrets I keep
are oh so wrong

they think they know me
they think I am an angel
then again they pray to Jesus
and scream Lucifer name

they are oh so evil
yes we know them all
they have an appetite for destruction
but its just a ktulu call

the angst in their subtle voice
their hatred of an innocent choice
their desecration of the american way
thy have hatred of us in every way

there are messages hidden in this writing
there are messages hidden in the words
a riddle sometimes never rhymes
and a cat sometimes doesn’t purr

there are menages sent downstream
there are messages still afloat
when it all comes down will come down on a missionary boat

the preachers will praise
the evil will craze
and the stupid will dance and sing
glory to a new found king

we will learn a different way to talk
our army marches will be a twisted walk
and our defenses will all be shut down
then comes time to come around

you think you know me
you dont know a damn thing
you think you know me
glorious being

you think you know me
some say a psychedelic craze
I say I know me
to be a rat caught in a maze

however I am sly as a fox
I can get my way out
and when it all comes down
you wont have time to shout

I see you
in your every pose your every way
I see you as you are blinded by my in hostile way
I see you in your pose in your every way
I see you as you are blind to my way

your uneducated
no common sense
your imagination is quite dense
the flex capacitor will bring us into the now
but its tomorrow when it will hit with the atomic wow!

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Your love is dying in me
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

you know I said I love you
when I said, “I do”
but you took our love away
and threw it deep into
an ocean so so shallow
a sea I didnt want to know
now our love is oblivious
to all the loves that go….

your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me (its dying in me)
your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me(its dying in me)

now we sit through the hours
watch them turn to days
I dont know why this love has to be so crazy

you can say what you want to
you can say “I DO”
but in the end you know
our love will be through

your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me

now we sit through the days
watch the sun fade away
we can not go on
I dont want to sing this song

your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me

so here we go
on the show
but I dont want to be the one to go
I leave you alone
to find your way
maybe babe you find the truth some day

your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me (its dying in me)
your love is dying in me
your love is dying in me(its dying in me)

Your love is dying
its really dying
your love is dying
let it die
your love is dying
I am really crying
your love is dying
I cry all of the time

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on a whisper
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

on my pillow
in the late night
a weeping willow
out of sight

in my dream
in the break of dawn
fantasy may seem
not too far gone

in my moment
when seconds dwindled away
yet is not gone
I sway to the melody of loves song

yes on a whisper
was the romance so true
on a whisper
was the time I told you

I told you I would hold you until the end of time
I told you the secrets you told me were all mine
I told you that your whisper meant so much to me
I told you that we would watch the waves roll out to the sea
I told you my dream

on a whisper
I told you I would be true
on a whisper I told you I was for you
and I wondered if you thought you were for me
then I glanced in your eyes and then I could see

I could see me dancing with you
in a ballroom the size of london
I could see me with you kissing your sweet precious smile
I could see me with you making that last mile

yes it was on a whisper
not just a glance
on a whisper is so much more true than just taking a chance
on a whisper you hear it from me to you
on a whisper, our love so true

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Love is…
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

To laugh and to cry
to know sorrow and not know why
I look up and sigh
tear falls down my face
as I feel the pain in this place

she cant go on treating me this way
no she cant

for the words I write aren’t the only words I know
and as long as I keep the wind
the wind shall blow

rain brings sorrow
and sorrow wont go away
she arose the storm
and blew our love away

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You can not bring me down
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I see you
you see me too
we dont know
what we want to do
I look to the sky
I feel to fly
trapped inside but I dont know why

you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
cuz I just wont wear that frown

you say you’re true
you never lie
but only a fool would wear that disguise
O look around
a way to be free
look inside I only find me

you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
cuz I just wont wear that frown

I dont see how you tell me
that you would be true
when you yourself would lie to you
you say love is blind
but I was awake to find
a love…. other than you

you can not bring me down
so dont you even try
you cant make me cry,,,

you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
cuz I just wont wear that frown

So here we go
on the show
But I don’t wanna be
The one to go

I will leave you alone
to find your way
maybe baby
you’ll find the truth someday

you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
you can not bring me down
cuz I just wont wear that frown

I look at you….
you look at me.

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Secrets Unknown
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Trapped, in this world
and there is no way out
well I don’t know what reality is
and I have lost my vision, whats life about?

I am in too deep
I am sinking further every day
now I am blinded by sin
I can feel my life slipping away

So many skeletons in my closet
so many secrets the world wont know
my heart is like the weeping sky
and the sun will never be shown
no the son will never be shown

I make a wish
my vision appears
then I am blinded
by forbidden fears
sometimes I think a curse stalks me
I start to sink before I get to the sea

So many skeletons in my closet
so many secrets the world wont know
my heart is like the weeping sky
the sun will never be shown
the son will never be shown

its hard to believe I am drowning in quicksand
its hard to believe I’d need a hand
its hard to believe that I tried to sail the red sea
its hard to believe that I’m stuck on land

its hard to believe I can sink any further
its hard to believe there is a plan for me
I left myself alone to drown in quicksand
I left myself alone to drown in the flood

Trapped, in this world
and there is no way out
well I dont know what reality is
and I have lost my vision, whats life about?

well I am in too deep
I am sinking further every day
now I am blinded by sin
I feel like death is the only way

So many skeletons in my closet
so many secrets the world wont know
my heart is like the weeping sky
the sun will never be shown
the son will never be shown
the sun will never be shown
the son will never be shown

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Center of contribution
August 07, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I am coming
after you
I can do
what you do
sparks are flying
across the air
lightning strikes
I dont care

I am the center of contribution
I contribute to a dare
I will present to you a new constitution
its call I just dont care
the leaders of this world are so full of shit
its a sinisters march in despair
leaders of this world are so full of shit its because greed is everywhere
greed is everywhere

I’ve an army
so do you
you say you will fight
but I will pull through
sinners live short
my followers live long
I have proof
its in the song

I am the center of contribution
I contribute to a dare
I will present to you a new constitution
its call I just dont care
the leaders of this world are so full of shit
its a sinisters march in despair

its because greed is everywhere

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caught in the middle
August 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

started low
then got high
through the clouds
through the sky

stared at the sun
searched for the light
just to find love
was out of sight

looked for the moon
reflection was too bright
to search for a star to wish upon
the very same night

I start at the beginning
never make it to the end
dont think the end will ever be my friend

its ok, I am seclusive in the words I write
and though it’s trifled, i always make it right

so I am a risk flight

caught in the middle
dont know where to start again
caught in the middle
never finding a friend
caught in the middle
sewing the seeds of love
caught in the middle
god help me from above

and so I walk through the garden
plant a seed on sunshine flower way
thinking this must be the day
this must be the day

to look at the sky in a newborn way
to seek the sunshine and say
I will rise above
write the book of love

never be caught in the middle again
then again, the end never has been a friend
love will come and revisit me
said I planted a seed

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Ron Jon Timmons
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circle in the sand
August 05, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

…. and the wind blew
from the moment I knew
it was about to be like mace
and destroy the look on my face

as a shantered detail prevailed,
my thoughts were gone
I learned I was wrong
as in the song…sing along

I want to live again!

so I drew the circle in the sand.

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Ron Jon Timmons
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window of opportunity
August 03, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Seems frivolous
Seem unsurpassed
For only few of us
To not let it pass

Some so fortunate
Others dismay
Caught in a whirlwind
Of living for today

We can go on singing a song
While others never hear the melody
We can go on looking at the big picture
While others never see

They never see through the window of opportunity

Some wonder why
Life has led them to the plataue they stand
Some wonder why war took their legs in a foreign land

No matter how rich
No matter how poor
Everyone wants a little more

Some live in a fancy house
While others search for a safe cove
Some hold on to the thought of maintaning greed
While others who have nothing share their only seed

Where are we
How did we get here?
Where are we
And how near is here?

Here is the end
Imagine for a moment if you will
Imagine if the world started over
And we all started as children

Would we have hate?
Would we only know love?
Would we still steal?
Would we know what’s real? Would we still kill?
Would we still enstill?

What if there were no rich
What if there were no poor
What if there simple was no more?

The traffic lights are turning red
But we disregard
The cards have been dealt
But what’s your card?

If you have the opportunity
To seethrough the window of opportunity
Help those in need
For they share their growing seed
And the seed is love
Greed overcome

and now we all see through the window of opportunity

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Ron Jon Timmons
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the big picture
August 03, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Its as big as can be
Yet as small as the red sea
The bearing in me

Its as small as a dream of reality
Its as big as the dream in me
Its the positive wing of a dove

Its a whisper in the wind
It’s a tea in the rain
Its a forbidden pain

Its love

A security we all call home
Its a falter of fall
Its the hidden message in this poem

Those with little minds shall never under stand
I am the better man

I am winning the war
Because I have love
I have a heart of gold
I have something they can never touch nor ever hold

I can shunder emotions
I can save the drenching of my sleeve
In god I have strength
In the lord I believe

Come with me
I will show you a man of men
I will show you where love begins
I will show you with jesus it never ends

A man who will save you from worries and woes
A man that died for you

In your world of evil
You still have one chance to escape and be free
The after life eternity

Pray and ask forgiveness
Pray,stand up, be a better man
Pray and stand up while you can

I am giving you the chance to see
I am curing you of your blindness
Accept christ before its too late
Accept and have no exceptions to hesitate
Dance in the figure eight

The red wind is about to blow
Don’t say I didn’t warn you
Don’t say you the picture wasn’t painted for you
Don’t say its too small to see

The picture is large
Its a big picture to see
Spread love and cheer

and picture the red sea

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Ron Jon Timmons
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lost in the found
July 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I hear the tears
I taste the death
Of forbidden fears
Of loves last breath

Yet I am told by a lover
Turn a new leaf
Don’t hover
Over a old belief

So I crawl through the circles in the sand
Said I crawl through the ocean land
Give me a picture
I miss you written in the sand
Give me a picture of a new love
And a newfound man

And I look to the sky
Searching for another lost soul
And once its found
I take a picture of a cloud
And remembe when I was a child

When I was lost I was found
But now I am lost again
Am I really found?

Love is amazing
Loveis crazing
Love is a twist a turn a curve in the road
Love is the world
Love is the shadows of the unknown

I sense your fear
I se it s clear
I have the same fear
Take my hand let’s face the sun together
Make the last mile better than the first
And watch the sunset into the sea of lost
As we are found

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Ron Jon Timmons
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love is soul
July 12, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

lost control
winding curvy road
never gonna know
unless I go over the edge
unless I crash into the ledge

falling further than before
needing it now more than ever more
time for cupid to even the score
learning what love is for
open the door

the time of my life
was spent when love wasnt noticed
and as the time clicks ont he clock
tic goes the tock
time to rock
I opened the door

like a river without a shore
now comes a sea to forever more
and you I so adore
its in your smile
its in what you do
now I realize I need more than you

lost control
winding curvy road
never gonna know
unless I go over the edge
unless I crash into the ledge

Love is soul
love is soul when there is no control
love is soul when you feel freedom from the prisoner of lonliness called you
love is soul when it takes it’s toll and you never let it go
love is soul
love is soul

love is soul when I look at you
so deep in your eyes
I see daytime and night time skies
I see my fantasies
I see you
Love is soul when it fills the hole
provided by a crackled broken yesterday
love is soul
love is sole

maybe take a trip
a vacation far from here
maybe looki one more time in the mirror
just to remind myself of how lonliness really felt
since you make my heart melt
and I dont want this feeling to ever end
love will mend

but first I look deep inside my soul
mistales I make and have made
thinking about yesterdays
but they are all gone
time to think about tomorrow
and I create my desitinies
I create my tomorrow
I create control

love is soul
love is sole

love is you and I
love is blind

yes I said love is blind
for those so shallow and unfortunate to see
what love means to you and me
what love means to the depths of the clearest blue sea
what love means to you
what love means to me
love is sole
love is soul.

Ron Jon Timmons
COPYRIGHT 2011
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When I met you
June 10, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

thought love wasn’t true
how blind I was
how blind I was

when I met you
no meaning behind the cause
behind the cause

when I met you

didnt think love could be real
just a dream I thought I would feel
dreams cant be real
cant be real

didnt think love could be
starting in a deep blue sea
didnt think love could be
more than a fantasy

maybe because the love I knew
was like the wind that once blew
and even though it blew in red
it posted words on the wall I once said

now life is so different
life has many meanings
seasons change
and so do feelings

some want life to end
some want a god to send
some are lost seeking only a friend
others think they know their way to find they are lost in ten

10 was a number we only knew when we didnt know
anything could be so bad
10 was a number we knew when we would rate on a scale
and never know the word fail

life brings twists and turns
love sometimes burns
but we have to come back to reality
just to see how tough we are
and the road only seems to go so far

but there is no end to the road
no matter how far you go
generations and time
the clock ticks without rhyme

money is mistaken for identity
and no one has a dime
greed is a hunger ruled by evil
and the reality is the rich may not have a dime to spare

people with money seem not to care
but some are so lonley
poor seem not to care
but some are so lonley

every one searching
searching for an answer
listen to the song by elton tiny dancer
creates cancer

cancer to the mind
in time we find
someone fell behind
maybe a ceo of an institution
maybe a new world reveloution

maybe just someone who wants to take over

when I met you
took away my woes
when I met you
god only knows

how the world is written
in a wind that is red
just remember
I am richer than I said

yah I may have money
doesnt mean a thing
but to call you my honey
makes my heart sing

if I end up broke
might be a laugh or a joke
for you I could let it all go up in smoke
because I come back as a ten

sing it again…
when I met you…
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up the hill- Bar None
June 04, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I go up
I think down
maybe I can trump
a tripple crown

I get down
I look up
Optimism
never corrupt

take you down
as I stand up
no need to frown
its just competition

life is a puzzle
yeh said life is a maze
live it with a muzzle
and sit back watch it get crazy

life has no meaning
when it means more than anything to me,
life has all meaning
when it means nothing to me

some say they are lost
I say I am found
maybe in the lost
never found

found by a lover
found under cover
found by the lipstick message on the mirror bathroom wall
found by loneliness in the loneliest of fall

yeh I fell
fell for you
you said love was true
but what did you mean
was it me or you

my emotions are like drugs
I am addicted to the high
of laughing never wanting to cry
but the tears fall down my face

as I feel the pain in this place

love is a lovely word
when nothing goes unstirred
but the earthquakes
sound it does make
is enough to frighten even the lonely one

bare none.
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Daddy
June 04, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I will be your anything
I will be your everything
I will never be your nothing

when times are hard
troubled you hang your head so low
don’t know where to go
I will be your everything

I will be in your heart
I will be the voice in your head
I will be the one who loves you til the end
hear me singing in your head

when bad things happen
picture me and escape the trouble you’re in
when good things happen
remember it was me who loves you and will until the end

I wish things were different
I wish I could explain
I wish things were different
and you had no pain

while the rain pours on your side of town
just remember the sunny side sound
the laughter and good times we share
and remember I am the one who cares

remember this for when you get old
you will have the harmony to my love song
you will have your children sing along
a song of love and happiness

your smile sings me away
I think of you ever god given day
nothing can ever take that away
even though sometimes you are astray

I pray for you each and every night
that somehow, some way god will give us sight
to see each other each and every day
oh god I pray

I dance on the sun
they say its way to hot
but not if you dance alot

I dance on the moon
they say its a reflection of noon
but not if a reflection of you is all I got

Some say my English is bad
I should have said the word had
but the time is now and my love will never end anyhow

who are they to say or know
what is real or what is me
who are they to say stop or go

when the love I have is for you and me

they say it should be you and I
but that’s a love that can never die
when love is you and me
we will never be forbidden to see

the light of day
and as I dance I pray
in your heart I will always remain.

Daddy.

Copyright ©2011 Ron Jon Timmons
All rights reserved ® Rockin Ron Records
for licensing and use ….this poem is NOT FOR SALE OR FOR USE

dedicated to my boys.
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do the normal stop
May 31, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

light is green
you wanna go
light turns red
you wanna stop

sometimes you dont wanna stand
those are the times you dont know
why it all went to your head
and you feel like you wanna drop

love is like a bread twist tie
twist and turn sure to tighten the noose
love is like a frivolous lie
only takes one to untie and break loose, break free

thought I would give a green light
when in my head I said no
thought I would give a green light
when the light turned red I still set my speed to go

thought I would do the normal stop
life seemed to be too slow
now I feel like I wanna drop
and just cant let go

do the normal stop,
dont be like me
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nothing to give
May 26, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

they say hold on for one more day
they say dont let your dreams decay
they say dont let it slip away
but sometimes a blind man can see more than me

they say dont say the things you say
they say dont give it all away
they say keep a mystery in the light of day
I say the night has more light than the midst of day

tell me a secret
dont tell me a lie
can’t afford to confiscate
my only alibi
tell me a secret
trust in me to confide
only in the darkness
will I let your desires come alive

some say don’t drink
some say I should think
some say reality isn’t real
but sometimes my emotions get in the way

some say my ship is a sail
some say I never will fail
some say they believe in me
I wonder how tru to themselves they can be

tell me a secret
dont tell me a lie
can’t afford to confiscate
my only alibi
tell me a secret
trust in me to confide
only in the darkness
will I let your desires come alive

we are lost in tv
lost in a world of violence
lost in a world that has been raped
lost in the monster ape
lost in a world of shame
who shall we ever blame
now comes time to set yourself free
ask for forgiveness in the powers that be

tell me a secret
dont tell me a lie
can’t afford to confiscate
my only alibi
tell me a secret
trust in me to confide
only in the darkness
will I let your desires come alive

I have nothing to give
just a life to live.
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are you lost
May 21, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

fist over foot
hand over rock
think the robber took
everything I got

something burns a furious flame
something adds gas to the fire
yet I never have shame
in a forbidden burning desire

they tell me I am schizophrenic
they say yah I am insane
they say I am somewhat a cynic
and to the revolutionizer I conflict the pain

are you lost
driving a fast train to nowhere
are you lost
hop a plane to the middle of nowhere
you must be lost
driving a car at night without a light
your definitely lost
since you gave up on the fight

life sometimes is preposterous
life is sometimes impossible
but its only the people who are lost
who ignore the ones that are found

make it a mile a minute every time around and around

I would tell you a story
but you would get lost in the melody of the song
you would hide your glory
and tell me I sang it all wrong

you would say you like pink and red
but its the same as the blackened dead
when green and blue shine through the words that are said
like the colors of the sea

the colors of the sea
that should be you and me
the colors that be
are burning in furious flame burning in me

I have no shame

I just dont want to play the game

I have no shame
except when I feel the heat from the flame

I guess I am back in your game

they say yah

are you lost
driving a fast train to nowhere
are you lost
hop a plane to the middle of nowhere
you must be lost
driving a car at night without a light
your definitely lost
since you gave up on the fight
are you lost
driving a fast train to nowhere
are you lost
hop a plane to the middle of nowhere
you must be lost
driving a car at night without a light
your definitely lost
since you gave up on the fight

there is no words to exchange
just a fire fueled by rage
there is no way out of this cage
since you write the script to the play
and you are the only actor on the stage

are you lost
driving a fast train to nowhere
are you lost
hop a plane to the middle of nowhere
you must be lost
driving a car at night without a light
your definitely lost
since you gave up on the fight
are you lost
driving a fast train to nowhere
are you lost
hop a plane to the middle of nowhere
you must be lost
driving a car at night without a light
your definitely lost
since you gave up on the fight
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Pathological Liar
April 24, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

so you lied to me
your mystical sinister way
so you make deceive
pretending in a minister decay

pathological isn’t in your vocabulary
living in a rust decay smolder insane
the size of your world so small
yet you focus on the big fall

getting even is a never ending task
bearing a mind robber’s mask
stealing every ounce of a human soul
you think you have control

Yet I am taller than the statue of liberty
I am one that will always be free
you think you have control of me
but I am one to let you think what you think will be

like a bird flying against the wind
love for you will never begin
like a fire without a flame
you will always find someone else to blame

its sad and I pray for your living day
for that I am a man of men who knows how to pray
even though you are belittled in the moment of the hour
and your mystified ways of living are like a canon’s boom so loud

I am proud
I am proud

Hang my head for a moment of silence
shake my head for an hour of prayer
to rid you of your violence
and livid your fear

I walk a marathon mile
run a kilometer of a babies crawl
just to twist the rhyme and riddle
of the writing on the wall

yet could be so simple
could be so easy
should be so simple
should be so easy

to live in peace and learn to compromise
unless you are an angel with devil eyes
to live in peace and learn to compromise
unless you have broken wings and wear a disguise

yes it may be a disease
learning to pray on your knees
when no one you will ever please
just don’t ever take a deep breath and sneeze

said you should rid of your disease
living life so much higher
not over dosing on fire
over coming your desire

realize it now
you are a pathological Liar
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heading south west
April 24, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the wind is blowing again
just dont know if it is my friend
lost in the desert like a tumbleweed
never searching for the things I truly need

some say on me a spell was cast
I say it was a long love of a friend that didnt last
Others say it was my candle burning oh so fast
I say it was a broken mast

yes my sail was set high
so high I felt I would fly
even beyond the sky
I would fly

I would sail the seven seas
I would pray on broken knees
I would be a prophet
and sing a birds beautiful song

I would see the sea
I would feel the need
to be so in touch with me
oh yes when I was alone I was free

then came a love
I thought was from above
but it was a fallen angel
to hinder my prophecies

yes, said it was a fallen angel
must have been a fallen angel
with a broken wing
because it didnt take long until I could no longer sing

my sail set a fail
my boat slowly sank
from the death of titanic I drank
a sea of sorrow

My sail set a fail
I joined the dying whale
my face so pale
and my mind trained to fade away

so here comes my dying day
oh god help me,please help me
for I have clipped my wing
no longer do I sing

might be a joker
nothing like a smoker
because I cant be a toker
to the symbols of the world

easter isnt for me
I need to drop a while
then loose my smile
and learn to fly again

maybe the world goes so fast
maybe this life doesnt last
cant be in a shadow I cast
a spell on you to do what you say you do that has an effect on me

heading south west again.
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I entered the room
April 22, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I entered the room
not a smile
not a frown
just a world turned upside down

I left the room
my mind was lost to find
a simple anything that was
nothing

I walked down the hall
I wondered where I would go
and in the midst of wondering
I found a place I thought was home

I entered the room
not a smile
not a frown
just a world turned upside down

I left the room
just to find chills down my spine
so I looked for the nearest wine
to drink my sorrows away

then I looked out the wondow
a sparrow flying all alone
I felt like I could fly
so I entered the room

just to find I died

then I realized
my words keep me alive
and the thoughts I dwell
I so much thrive

and the words I think
are in a maze
a puzzle not even the most intelligent can solve
so I entered the room

and now am alive

They will try to crack the puzzle
try to mix up the maze
like a dog with a muzzle
they will make you crazed

they think they are authority
they think they rule
but I think what I think
and dont play the fool

I left the room.
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Hope for us all
January 24, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

I hope I don’t give up hope
If I did I wouldn’t have a hope in the world
the paints on the canvas would remain unswirled
and the songs would remain unsung
and we would live in a world of a cancered lung

the principals of man
sometimes corrode away
but its in the minds of the strong
hope will remain

some say
some small
some say
hope is gone

but how they are all wrong

for if there is one soul who believes they are lost
but they want to hang on
to what everyone else believes is gone
they can create a melody of a lost song

for they can convince others to believe
that hope isnt gone
love isnt wrong
and the birds can chirp a new song

peace and harmony

no matter what the world does outside
no matter how good or bad
the one with hope for us all
paints a picture on the canvas so tall

a text for some that may never be able to read
I hope I dont give up hope for us all.
and if you read the text I write
you are saying the words of Hope
Hope for us all

Ron-jon Timmons
copyright 2011
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march of drum
January 22, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

hear the march of the drum
feel the crack of the whip
sound of percussion will cry
zen beats hip

crop circles in sand
cant be a crop for man
must be alien
zen beats zip

and so the march of the drum
marches on.
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One who cares.
January 20, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Enraged
I am caged
and the scales I sheld are never withheld

tick tick
the bomb goes so quick
and the time slowly explodes

shimmer of light
news is on tonight
I see them by dozens

then comes the war
turns as black as before
and you wonder what we are fighting for

comes a knock on the door
man on a speaking tour
telling same lies as the one before

there is no
there is yes
there is no answer
to only guess

who is right
who is wrong
who holds the melody
to a non melodious song

I make my words
create them with my own rhyme
as the bridge twists leaning
yet still has meaning

the paragraphs are pieces
of a sawdust puzzle
and the pieces are fragments
controlled by a government muzzle

but even they can not piece it all together
for its toe root of all evil that deives them apart
its the root of all evil
that makes them smart

so their are those who are good in the world
but will they prevail?
its the good of all men who speak nothing of evil
that will make good fail.

imprisoned by the thought of a trap dime mind
jailed by the thought of freedom is here for us to find
driven by a man who makes a socialist law
stolen by the thoughts that kill us all

So there is an equation
nothing more than a twisted angle
love is used to constrict and strangle
the hopeless like us

the hopeless like us
trusting in others to do what they say we can not do
the hopeless like us
configured to make us corrode and rust
the hopeless like us

we are just like them

they think they are better than we will ever be,
because they possess the ever weekening green
some say they will hollar some are hot under the collor
some are taken down by the orange of the scene

no matter what happens
all somes down to selling out to the ole mighty green
where have our morals gone
why have we gone wrong

I am one who cares.
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From your Father
January 12, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

To my children,

This is your father
I love you
I never abandoned you
Things are difficult.

I gave you life
I protected you
I am good with a good heart

do good in the world
as I would never do bad
I will always be with you in your heart.
I am the love that you know.

I will always love you.
ALWAYS.

I am sorry I cant see you.
Things will work out someday, someway.
Sometimes, love takes time.
Love, Daddy
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touched by a smile
January 12, 2011 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

just one wink
then the look of yoru eye
hoping I would get enough attention
to be your kinda guy

walk a path so narrow
sing a bird like a sparrow
that lands then flies away
to find beauty of the day

and so we make a nest
love becomes best
and then I am touched by the innocence of you
didnt know a touch could be so true
I wondered if it was worth the wait
I wondered all the while
then I was touched by your smile

yes I was touched by someone true
I was touched by the likes of you
I didnt know love could come true
until I gave love a lil’ while
and so I was touched by your smile

hope this feeling lasts more than a lil while
touched by your smile.

Ron jon Timmons
FOR DENISE. TOU!
® 2011 Ron Jon Timmons
Written in red wind
The Writings beyond
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When will I live again
December 27, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

hearts in a mingle
hearts that will wrinkle
hearts that will fade away

hearts that are single
hearts that will tingle
hearts that touch then fade away

a heart that you cant touch
a heart that has too much
for a heart with love to give

a heart that has more than enough to live
but a heart that is boxed up and can not give
love to live

I’d love to live
love to give
but I am in the box again

tied and torn
my soul is scorn
In the box again

Shadows and myths
cant give gifts
its not time to give again

past haunts me
fear of living again
afraid to give again

When will I live again
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Wherever Here Is
December 19, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Sometimes wonder
sometimes Ponder
bout where I may roam

could be here
could be there
where ever a smile will appear

just need to get away
so I have a place to stay
and the moments will come

whenever think a good thought
whenever the ideas will roam
in and out my door

So I never know
if I am here
of If I am there
wherever here is

I never know
when the ideas will come
when the ideas will go
wherever here is
said I never know
when I will meet someone like you
and disappear
in the fear of love

see the painting in the sky
see the clouds on the wall
freedom in my mind
until the day I fall

the world has so much good
some only see the bad
its never understood
why we have to have… the bad

if I could heal the world I would…
so what is your ailment?
I have the potion
love is a mixture of a chemical equation
just need persuasion, of a motion
and a lil mix from god above

why can’t we teach each other good
sometimes I wonder if the world were to start over
and we started all as small children
and two parents for the world to love
would we know hate, or would we know love

would we be selfish
would we be intrigued by war
would we have the politicians
would we have religions
would we know where here is?
would we know love

would we grow together
or would we fall apart
would we know if we are stupid
or would we know if we are smart

would we see darkness in the midst of the tunnel
or would we look for the light
even though its a train

would we be able to adhere
and learn to cope with happiness
and forget all the pain

so in my mind I can drift away
to a place that is only mine
but how I pray to god it is yours as well
I pray there will only be a heaven
and lock the doors to hell

that someday someway love will find its way here
and you will come hold my hand so sincere
and love becomes bliss
and happiness is….

Wherever Here Is.

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Love is not precise
December 10, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Cut the diamonds
roll the dice
love burns like a flame
but the wise dont burn twice

say it in a sentence
tell it in a paragragh
love is a kinda funny
just cant laugh

some write screenplays
some play in movies
some write songs
I just hum the melody of sadness
hoping no one will sing along

its a masterpiece better than Bach
and my heart cant beat on time
unless I write the stories I write
and the experiences I know
but love is an animal
waiting for the wind to die down and waiting for the storm to go

love is a mysterious thing
to those who are green
I say do it again and again live life free
just find the white tiger inside of me

then you will see
love so concise
but can not be precise
predecessor convicted me
blind to be free.

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Wonder Why.. I.
December 10, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

wonder why
can not laugh
can not cry
wonder why

something’s seem not so real
and my feelings just wont feel
my heart you did steal
can not cry, wonder why

wonder why
the blue jay sings a beautiful song
as the lumberjack cuts down his tree
somethings wrong
still I try to not wonder why
wonder why

wonder why
the sky is blue
I fell in love with you
your love wasnt true
wonder why
wonder why

wonder why
the train tracks seem to never end
but they lead to a lonely friend
and when I chase the train in the tunnel
there is a light I see
the train coming straight at me
I can not speak
wonder why
I dont cry
wonder why

wonder why
I dont have a friend other than me
I am not a good enough friend to me
and the friend I am a friend to doesnt see
why it has to be
a friend like me
wonder why, wonder why

wonder why
there is an oppisite to everything
there is an exact to nothing
wonder why
wonder why

wonder why our love can not be
it could be only you and me
but you have to be a friend to the friend of me
and either way you look at it its easier than it seems
least to the friend of me, me.

wonder why love you can not see
wonder why can not be me
even though I is a different side of me
and I can not see

wonder why
wonder why

wonder why
the world can be so cruel
and the leader who leads doesnt have the ability to rule
so he leads the fool
the other side of me

wonder why love can not be
wonder why I cant see

wonder why,
wonder why…. I

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She Looks Like Jane
December 10, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

So I saw her smile in the distance
Yah I had resistance
Wondered why she asked me to dance
Then I was rushed into romance

She carried her way with a way
Like nothing I had ever seen
She had a smile that could light up a prelit day
If you know what I mean

She would tell you stories
Just with a wink of her eye
Bring out all of your glories
Make you think you were her only guy

So It’s been years since that day we once met
One day and one night I will never forget
It’s been years but today I saw a girl looked just like her
She wore a velvet smile and a cowgirl spur

She looks like Jane
I remember the day
We made love in the pouring rain
She looks like Jane
I wonder if she talks the same way
Damn I miss Jane

So it was a short lived romance
We said we would keep in touch
But that faded over time
I wondered why she couldn’t be only mine

So I catch a glimpse of her in my memory
Here and a little there
Oh what a memory
To come clear when I saw that girl looks just like her here
She looks like Jane
I remember the day
We made love in the pouring rain
She looks like Jane
I wonder if she talks the same way
Damn I miss Jane
I remember the day we dance and we kissed
Never knew what it would be meant to be
Love like this
I remember the nights in sane
Making love on the golf course in the splashing mud and rain
Oh how I miss Jane
She looks like Jane
I remember the day
We made love in the pouring rain
She looks like Jane
I wonder if she talks the same way
Damn I miss Jane

She looks like Jane
I remember the day
We made love in the pouring rain
She looks like Jane
I wonder if she talks the same way
Damn I miss Jane
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you keep telling me
November 22, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

put it on the rocks
put it on the shelf
somehow never stops
trying to find myself

in the likes of you
in the things you do
something about me amazes you
and now love has become untrue

you say you will change your ways
you say you wont spend our last dime
I think its just a phase
to try to save our love one last time

you keep telling me you are true
you keep saying to me I love you
you keep telling me you are true

you keep telling me
there is more thought in the emotion
and love is moving like the ocean
and it will never end

I used to hear the words you say
but now comes time to let it fade
before my hair turns grey
and I wont be able to live my life the same

You said there would be no end
to love it is a great friend
but the end is the end

you keep telling me…
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u.n.
November 20, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

nobody can do what I do
no one can do it like me
no one can think the thoughts I think

they think they know me
they don’t know me well
thoughts I post aren’t posted so well

and so someday they may say I am insane
make me commit suicide
make me slowly fade

fearful man once stomped on a mouse
just to discover there are many more in his house

we all think on a level of submission
we all listen on a page that only has one line
we all feel by taking directions

of a government so corrupt, yet is fine

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I DO
November 20, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

so I get response from just one smile
thinking bout you makes me think its worth while
and I respond by the beat of my heart
wondering why my emotions start to start

think its intense
thought of me with you
I get tongue tied in the things that you do
I can see the way you look at me
I know you mean when you say we can be

I am untying the knot
I am untwisting the riddle
I am giving all I got
to play love’s fiddle

I am untying the knot
I am changing the tune
in the middle of love
I only think of you

I Do

So the emotions unravel
the miles I travel
just to get one glimpse of you
just to feel the love deep inside of you

I can take your hand
I can be fore real
across the land
and your heart I steal

I am untying the knot
I am untwisting the riddle
I am giving all I got
to play love’s song on a fiddle

I am untying the knot
I am changing the tune
in the middle of love
I only think of you

there is time tick, tick, ticking away
and this world can be so full of shame
some people hide in the shadows
some people shy away
but if you get a chance to be the winner
you may as well play
the game OF LOVE

I DO

I am untying the knot
I am untwisting the riddle
I am giving all I got
to play love’s song on a fiddle

I am untying the knot
I am changing the tune
in the middle of love
I only think of you

I am untying the knot
I am untwisting the riddle
I am giving all I got
to play love’s song on a fiddle

I am untying the knot
I am changing the tune
in the middle of love
I only think of you

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I don’t know
November 14, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the cars are travelling down the highway
to where i don’t know
everyone is going their own way
why I don’t know

the answer is written in the wind
how I don’t know
and the sun is slowly fading
dim I don’t know

Love is sometimes shady
something I certainly know
looking for a new love lady
love just wont let go

shattered is a heart
how to put it back together I dont know
flattered is the emotions
of a love so green, why I dont know

knowledge is key
someone once said to me
but they were sad from the things they knew

knowledge is the belief
sailing the knowledge sea
a sailor all alone

love is the love that is green
has no knowledge or meaning
and the sailor tried to fill the empty sea

with a flood of tears from the sailors cries
and the years of knowledge of living the lies
the lies of love only he knew

and now he screams in my face thats so green to try to turn it blue

why I don’t know
to prevent me from loving
to prevent me from knowing
after all doesn’t he want me to have the knowledge he knows so well

or is he trying to get back the green he knew and now in blue he will dwell

why cant we just let love be so free
why do we have to sail the sailors sea
why cant my love and I just be

the one love that made it into oblivion
the one love everyone questions if its real
the one love that the sailor will envy
the one love we can we can feel

and if there comes a day
we sail the sea of blue
we sailed the sea of green until we knew
the sea the sailor sailed so blue

and when it is all said and done
we may preach the words of the sailor
and try to save you

but without the wind
you can not set your sail
and without the sea you can not even go

and without the question you will never know
so with one answer for everyone with a question for love

I don’t know.

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If I told you a story
November 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

if I told you a story
would you wanna listen
if I hid my glory
would you glisten

if I flew so high
If touch the sky
would you sail the sea
just to escape me

If I were the wind
would you dance on the sand
and If I could begin
would you hold me

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Love re-begin.
November 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

hear that sound?
its the sound of my heart beating
its the sound of love

feel that wind?
its the wind of love
must be whispering love

feel that raindrop
its the end of love
the sky is crying

for the loss of love

hear that sound?
its the sound of a broken heart
asking you to help mend it again.

feel that emotion
its the emotion of the ocean
I cried til the very end

and love didnt re-begin.

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Ticket to hell
November 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

world in hand
lost is the man
who gave up his soul
for a ride on a midnight toll

he said I want to be free
and learn the real side of me
bit on his journey
he got lost along the way

not knowing love
he found ways to compromise
not knowing love
you could see the emptiness in his eyes

and the songs he sang
the songs he played
he thought were happy
to others seemed so sad

so he took the path
he thought was righteous
he took the path he thought he would know

and in the midst of summer came the heart of the snow
winter settled in
and everyone he knew became a lost friend

they chose the same
and now no one really knows his name

there may be one or two
lets just hope it isnt someone like you

choose your jouneys
choose them well
for if you dont

you will ride through the coldest winter
just to get a ticket straight to hell.

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love is…
November 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Love is..
To laugh and to cry
to know sorrow and not know why
I look up and sigh.

Tears fall down my face
as I feel the pain in this place
she cant go on treating me this way
no she won’t

For the words I speak
aren’t the only words I know
and as long as she keeps the wind
the wind will blow

life goes on
pleasure and pain
I saw sunshine and happiness
but now I see rain

rain brings sorrow
and sorrow wont go away
she arose the storm
and blew our love away…

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Love
November 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

LOVE
I matter nothing
I matter no one
Even the lost don’t want me to matter
No need to saunter

Never had a father
Never had a mother
They didn’t matter to me
No need to saunter

Never had sight
Never had sound
Never saw the sign on the wall
Never heard the alarm, never was found

I’d sell my soul
But cant find a buyer
Lost all control
Walking a razor wire

I’d ask for forgiveness
But no one would care
I would demand forgiveness
But there is no one to forgive someone who isn’t there

I would touch and feel
But my senses are gone
I would know what’s real
But reality is wrong

I would tell a story
Without a punch line
I would hide glory
But there is none to hide

I would run a mile
But the miles are gone
I would cry a river
But no one wants a sad song

I would tell you I am lonely
But it’s not something you want to hear
I would tell you I am the only
To have the lonely fear

I am the only one here

Some fear the emptiness of being alone
Some never fear the things they know
Some fear the darkness
Some fear the light of day

I just fear fear
Any old way

I have a new fear today…
Something I never knew
Love.

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Words of wisdom
November 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Some words of wisdom
Don’t take my advice
Listen to me once
Don’t try to hear me twice

My words I speak
Are from the heart they are real
And I get weak
When I look at you I feel

Like I can fly
Like my heart just dropped a bomb on me
Like I could die
Knowing that you wont be with me

I said I am extreme
And an emotional mess
And all this love has caused me so much distress
I am I love
Baby why can’t you see?

I am in love with her
She isn’t in love with me
She is in love with him
He is in love with himself ya’ see

He doesn’t give a shit about her
She doesn’t give a shit about me
But I am the one that could love her
Better than anyone can’t ya’ see?

Why is love so crazy?
Why is it so intense?
I walk the line of the razors edge
I try to jump a building high wire fence

I said I am extreme
And an emotional mess
And all this love has caused me so much distress
I am I love
Baby why can’t you see?

Love just seems to be a fantasy
And all we can ever do is create and dream
A workd of happiness with no shallowness
But then again we awake from the dream
And all it becomes is a heartbreak scene

Then we are irrational
So emotional
We learn the words of hate
And then we cant congregate
We pick up the pieces
Of the puzzle too late

And in the midst of it all
We love to hate

I said I am extreme
And an emotional mess
And all this love has caused me so much distress
I am I love
Baby why can’t you see?

Some words of wisdom
Don’t take my advice
Listen to me once
Don’t try to hear me twice

My words I speak
Are from the heart they are real
And I get weak
When I look at you I feel

Like I can fly
Like my heart just dropped a bomb on me
Like I could die
Knowing that you wont be with me

I said I am extreme
And an emotional mess
And all this love has caused me so much distress
I am I love
Baby why can’t you see?

I am in love with her
She isn’t in love with me
She is in love with him
He is in love with himself ya’ see

He doesn’t give a shit about her
She doesn’t give a shit about me
But I am the one that could love her
Better than anyone can’t ya’ see?

Why is love so crazy?
Why is it so intense?
I walk the line of the razors edge
I try to jump a building high wire fence

I said I am extreme
And an emotional mess
And all this love has caused me so much distress
I am I love
Baby why can’t you see?

Love just seems to be a fantasy
And all we can ever do is create and dream
A workd of happiness with no shallowness
But then again we awake from the dream
And all it becomes is a heartbreak scene

Then we are irrational
So emotional
We learn the words of hate
And then we cant congregate
We pick up the pieces
Of the puzzle too late

And in the midst of it all
We love to hate

I said I am extreme
And an emotional mess
And all this love has caused me so much distress
I am I love
Baby why can’t you see?

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Wake Up Dead
November 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

WAKE UP DEAD
(spoken)
I think times are changing
My life is rearranging
I can’t stop what’s to be
Just seem to be losing me

Slipping away
Gone as they say
Only a memory remains
And I go away

Wonder why
Don’t know why
I said I
Lost myself again

Seems I try
But trying
Gets.. gets me failed
I dwell

On pain and sorry
Lost lonely soul
Lost is found

By control now

Of a lonely dark place I know so well

Now
The light
Has shined
In my eyes
I am blind
I can’t see it anyways
The world
Has taken me
And I am in oblivion
To see
The positiveness
Left
If any

Take my soul
Take my heart
Take control
Tear me apart

I am immune to pain
No love remains
I am a sinister
I am a saint
I am in the midst
Of a white room I paint
Dark and black

Can you hear
The words I whisper
Can you hear
The words I yell
Can you hear
The words I scream
From the lonliness of hell
Depth is perception
And so is my sight
When I can only see the night

Black as hell
Mysteries dwell
Pain and sorrow
No tomorrow
Everyday
Is today
And it never changes

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Just another lonely
August 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

in the midst of my thought

I thought nothing was wrong

until my attention was caught

by a lonely song

I cried a river

in the tears I held back

started to shiver

never wanna go back

into the emptiness you favor of me

into the lonelyness of empty arms

and in the middle of the battle-cry

lost hope of needless charms

something in the way you used to hold your head

something in the way you used to smile

its all been washed away

in the midst of the loneliest mile

some yell in the mountains

some scream in the riverside

listening for an echo

just another lonely

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The Bottle is empty
August 13, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

the bottle is empty

the song is gone

all of the words I wrote in rhyme

are sung in the lost song

someone stole them

tripped on a puzzle and fragmented my heart

twisted the riddle

and broke it apart

so its lost somewhere out there

in this world we think is so big

big is only big when big is lost

with no where to begin

run into an old friend

say hey how are you

such a small world to see you

and how do you really do

then lost a friend

and the world is big again

then comes the red wind

and all is written and lost again

I guess we drank the wine

I guess we sang the song

now how fine is fine

when all is gone?

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Hello world!
August 05, 2010 | Posted in: The Writings Beyond

Welcome to Written in Red Wind – The Writings Beyond

These writings are the writings Beyond Written in Red Wind.

I have ONE COPY of Written in Red Wind, which is Hand written all in red ink. It is a book of poetic prophecies. In 2002 this book was stolen out of my car, The original handwritten version. The original handwritten book as of 10-10-11 is valued at $1.5 Million dollars US Currency. There were also over 400 completed songs with music, lyrics, and art works in the suitcase. All were compiled for printing and publication… except written in red wind. “The Writings Beyond” has hints and pieces to the puzzle of Written in Red Wind. I may someday release a limited number of copies to true believers but if I do, it will only be 11 copies on 11-11-11. One copy will be tossed into the sea in a bottle for someone to possibly some day find, if and when that day arises.

There is a reward for these writings. Should anyone have them in their possession please contact me no questions asked. We do not want this book in the wrong hands…for the information is of essence

The only copy I have is a copy of the original. It is locked away in a vault for safe keeping. Imagine, the ORIGINAL COPY OF THE HOLY BIBLE IF YOU WILL, The original book of prophecies. Imagine excerpts defining hidden messages of the bible showing both sides, good and evil. Imagine having a universal key with the ability of unlocking all of the the doors to all paths and knowing the truth. Imagine the POWER.

Written in Red Wind does that. Be forewarned, should you stumble upon a copy, You MUST read the WARNING label BEFORE reading the BOOK!!!

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