We sat at the piano
Side by side, you and I
The metronome ticking
To keep me in time
The left hand path
At the tips of my fingers
A focus on rhythm
A root for the singer
Who sat there in silence
While learning to lead
As you lay down the melody
Thus planting the seed
There was a suicide in the family. Somewhere in my bloodline a man left behind his wife and five children during a time of deep depression. The youngest of the five children did not believe it to be suicide and until her dying day considered it to be an accident. She told me this in my younger years after I had explained to her that I was the only one left who was interested in her story.
She told me about her father and how he had invented a cinema screen that was perforated in such a manner that sound could travel through it without effecting the image being projected upon it. After investing in research and developing the screen he had put a patent on his invention. However a company took his invention, changed the shape of the holes slightly, put a patent of their own on it and put it on the market before he got his invention out in to the big wide world. This led him in to bankruptcy and shortly after he was found dead in the living room of the family home. Poisoned by an unlit gas fire.
Upon what do you stand?
The Earth?
Your feet?
Others?
Life. A cycle of sorts that differentiates from other cycles by its ability to evolve when its course is altered. An ability made possible by senses that can detect environment and energy, and an intellect that can process what these senses detect. An ability that creates self awareness, which in turn brings the notion of mortality. Life is thus a fight for survival and the key to this survival is understanding.
Disregard the surrounding chaos
Just focus on those mischievous eyes
There is a plan behind them
Where grey and white is all that matters
Where sparks bridge the void
With all the duality of an oculus
A third eye peers out from deep inside
Reaching and receiving in equal measures
Beyond the actions and reactions of feelings
And their poor judgement
“Knowledge is power if you know how to keep a secret. Be wise and know when it is time to be the forth monkey. You can observe, discuss and listen but do not take action unless the secret is out.”
Her eyes
A glance from the void
A taste of infinity
Hypnotically deep
Holding within
A hint of divination
A memory to keep
Within the hidden arenas
Of the subconscious
“Once you had my blood removed from your womb, you placed yourself beyond redemption.”
What’s in a smile?
Contagion!
Nothing is the same
Within a constant evolution
Even when the obvious
Overshadows the detail
