The Simple Voice

They walk with such purpose
Or so they think
When really they walk
To the mindless brink

We walk in circles
Your way then mine
No mine not yours
All the while, wasting time

I’ve learned to walk
Just to walk, though I often forget
That walking is to walk
With no destination set

You’ve haunted
My dreams
For some time now

I love seeing you there
I only say haunt
Because we’ve shared
But the briefest of moments

An imprint
You did leave
Upon me
Every time our eyes locked
I still feel within the depths of my soul

A once tortured being
Now free and living
Wants to know
More
For I know
There is so much more

Until those days and nights
Come to pass
I’ll take this haunting
Greet you with a smile
Each time you enter my dreams
For then is now
For all eternity

I stand at the threshold
Of my life’s dream
How amazing it is to behold
A bit surreal it does seem

I have come a long way
On this journey of mine
Heeding here, ignoring there, all the things people would say
Because deep in my heart, I felt it would be just fine

It is now my time to cross through
Into the dream’s fullness
This beauty, this experience, so new
Yet with a familiar and gentle caress

For the Soul will always know
That any seed
If given the nourishment to grow
Can blossom indeed

Today’s report of Aloha Airlines filing for bankruptcy for the second time in two years shows just how it already is sinking it’s teeth into local behinds.

This whole thing is sad cause Aloha is locally owned. UH’s economic something or another just released a report that speculates the economy here is going to come to a halt shortly. Time for start stocking up on rice and spam cause prices is getting nuts like two drunk bradahs outside of Shooters in Hilo.

We can do something about this. I don’t have the sole answer but if we work together, build our community ohana, we going be good. Guarans. Just gotta laulima and take care.

Mahalo to all the people who are and have been a part of the Aloha Airlines Ohana.

Shoots.

JMAW

Sparks fly
From that
Quiet place
Where heart
Wen work
For eons
That only
Feel like
Brand new

This is the
Immortal timeless
Energy that
Is and
Could only
Be love

Love…
In its most
Indescribable
No can even
Process state
That drives
All life

The future…

In the, Future…

I imagine a beauty

Beyond which the mind cannot grasp

A community that is one

Together we overcome all adversity

A land that is replenished

Where we have set right to balance

Past imbalance

A life that is truly living

With a child’s dream allowed to live on

As that could be the catalyst for this

That is a beauty

There’s a sense of urgency
You see, my friend
The days not quite dawning its dusk
And yet, I feel as though there’s been waste
I am not filled with satisfaction
More so I am filled with disgust

There was a sense of urgency
You see, my friend
Back then I rushed, rushed…
I rushed
Had to fly through the day to get
That much closer to
Nothing really, no goals, only
Drive, a drive driving me quite surely
Insane really, far from happy

There is no urgency
Listen, my friend
Breathe deep, look around, take
It all
In
Hold it deep and close to your heart
Let your being be
Don’t let a sense of something deny
You the everlasting happy moment
Meant for our eternity

I live so that
The world can be better
No I live for
The world to be better
Uh, I really live
Because I’m alive
So what is it to really be…
Alive
Do I even know?
The voice in the depths
Of my soul
That we share
Gives me the opportunity
To live
My mind ignores
“Brah, fuck you mind
No ack all high maka maka like you know bettah”
Nah, nah
That small voice says again
One day
Lokahi, harmony
Will be such
That it is universal
“Fo’real?”
Guarans

“Excuse me!
You can’t sit on the floor!”
As I stood and he walked away, his back to me
Before I could even venture a sound
No need to shout
I thought

Where should I sit?
I asked
“There’s a bench and some chairs.”
(All taken I had already seen)
His eyes became a glare
I laughed within me
I’m such an asshole, I whispered
It’s funny how a simple question
Can be considered rebellious
When that question is questioning
A rule, a policy, something that
Does not make sense
From a simple “No ass on the floor”
To “No paper within a foot of the ceiling”
(Fire hazard, just ask the Fire Marshall who tore down the pictures
of elementary students somewhere in some school all too oftend)
To “No parking here”
When there is not enough parking
To “Pay this year”
When the rate of inflation has not been adjusted
To “Let’s buy Turtle Bay”
After the budget forecast is low
To the “Axis of Evil” and “Campaign Knievels”
And so on and so forth

Where should I sit
Is all I can ask?
What will we do? not What can we do?
Now that friends
Is what I wish to really ask
Who will answer this question
Please join me
I’ll be here to take part in a revolution
Peaceful for sure
But don’t trust
That if you abuse us much
Longer
That peace will be the only
Means
For we are sadly (maybe not) a people
Of conflict and violence is a form of
Resolution
But before it gets there
What will we do?
I ask
Not what can we do?
Because there’s a huge difference between
A can
And
Our will

Tumbling
Rumbling
I hear someone grumbling

Tough
Rough
He appears to be cuffed

Disparate
Unfortunate
Just another crime that’s unjust

Wasted
Disappointed
Another life

Now that last verse didn’t much rhyme
Are you wasting my time?
Why no good people?

I would do no such
It’s just
That, uh, you see

This is one of those writing experiments
Where when I began I did not care where it went
And so this is the structure it’s taken

Paw, pugh, peh, pshh
Such nonsense!
I venture to ask: If so, why take offense?

Has my living done you any harm?
Surely, the only reason you are alarm-
ed is because I’m living what you fear

I might be truly alive
Like Ali the Great said
I’ll hit ‘em past the sky

You’re only concerned with my ideals
Because my zeal
Makes it appear that I am insane

Oh a runaway train
Running off the track
Only thing is

This train
May not know where it’s headed
But will always come back

Because love
And dreams divined from above
Are the guides

So long as that’s on my side
I’ll take the looks that you slide
In my direction

Looks of disdain
Laughing at my imperfection
Only to mask your own

Now, that
Is quite the deception
The great misconception

Pssssttt…
I know the Secret
That book kind of tells it

Listen close
Before you know
It will all be gone

And that well
Well, that
Will truly be sad

For me
Because to not see you there my brother
Or you my sister

On the other side
Well, that
That well

Is something words
Even in a writing experiment
Cannot explain

I’ll have lived full and well
And you…
And you…

I could tear out my eyes
I could cry out and cry tears
But you’ll never hear nor see

And that is why
We as a whole will never
Be…

But there is light
Always
Light

While the whole
May not make it
Parts of that whole will

That is how it is meant
At this juncture in time
Those that hurt us

Teach us
Give us the best love
For we can forgive, and their lives can live on

Through mine, through yours, through ours
So you see
The parts will make the whole

And all will be well
It already
Is

This concludes
Writing Experiment
3.08.08

Bah Beep Boop
Bzzzzzzz
Out