Liquid Thought Part 2: The Madman Chronicles

  
Liquid Thought Part 2: The Madman Chronicles, by WEBmadman

Liquid Thought Part 2: The Madman Chronicles is my second release, further exploring music/song/spoken word.

You can grab it from over here: Liquid Thought.



Don't Ask Me Why (I Can't Cry)


Don't ask me why, don't tell me to try,
I can't cry, I can't cry, I can't cry these tears inside


Dull senses ebb and flow
Pulsing greyness, dull ache in the pit
Spinning thoughts dizzying,
Energy drained completely
Thoughts that offer some feeling
Lie just beyond the range of my mind
My mind feels like an exhausted runner
Who has collapsed with his goal just out of reach
I can feel the here and now so clearly
Like saliva on skin
That clarity of aloneness
A Dionysian frenzy of living liquid
Just below the surface
Tears run pins and needles
Up and down my nose,
But never flow
There is a tingling numbness
That passes through in waves
Making my body fell larger than it is

Don't ask me why, don't tell me to try,
I can't cry, I can't cry, I can't cry these tears inside
Let me sing it to you, let me talk it through


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Sitting In The Dark


The amplified voice, below resonant tone
Unheard perceived beneath,
Cascading through to the senses

Here I am,
Sitting in the dark
Looking into the light

Untapped, apparent to the dreaming mind
The sublime
Undermining, undefining
Can you hear me
Now
I want to create a moment for you
However fleeting,
When all is clear
The wavelength in sync
Or at least in harmony
With the thought wrapped feelings
Unfurling, becoming
Stretching and caressing
Sensuous, oh how sensual
The touch of a mind in a resonant tone
Truly perceived, if just for a moment
Beyond the cage of self


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In The Beginning

Step into the ride, step into the ride
Step into the ride that never ends
Step inside and strap yourself in
Then we begin, then we begin
Though it never ends

In the beginning, it was not chaos
It was quite the opposite
It was infinitely the same
The Universe was uniform
The Big Bang was a seed of chaos
Which continues to grow, including through us
Each a self similar replica,
All different, all the same
Off into infinity


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Poolin' Our Resources

Poolin' our resources
For what hasn't happened yet

Tapping our inner sources

Time has come when we can see the change
Patterns come to rearrange


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The Groove Is A Mighty Wave

Sometimes it seems so easy
The groove is a mighty wave
Ride the wave, ride the wave till the end of time

I have witnessed the star within
Its beauty slices through my soul
And I bleed its shimmering light across
The time of my life

I have held this sphere of gold and lead
Since my emergence here beneath the sun and moon
I cannot dream it any other way

My quest and purpose
Are defined by its boundless limitation

I simple need to walk this path
Absorbing the experience that has drawn me here


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Sadness Comes

Sadness comes around again
Sadness comes around
Tomorrow's dreams are found in this,
To the future we are bound

Herded like cattle through hoops of flame
Young colt testosterone beating hoof against floor
Coded words pass in mumbles all around
Heated exchange as hen squawks, ruffled feathers pacing
Young woman surrounded by joke-laden barriers
Quick smile through litany of the battle at a stalemate
Corrosive knots city is death
Bleed sapping draining
Where's the rainbow's end
Mystery hole hidden by dollar signs
Soulmate out of reach
Life is a sad tale written by Pathos
Can't be real
Like bloated starving children
Belched up by the silent tube screaming coloured fears


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It Rained Today

Soul is swimming it rained today

Standing in the foothills
Of some of my grander notions
The fog begins to clear
Revealing a vaster ocean
Sometimes I feel like the pure embodiment
Of insatiable want
Stomping my feet
I am the tyrannical child
Unloosing all boundaries
I return to the wild

Watch it come together then wash away
Soul is swimming it rained today

Head wrapped in the clouds
My feet in the mud
I can feel it falling
I'm just waiting for the thud
How can this persist
When the dreams just don't add up
I guess this is my education
In the logic of dreams
And the mathematics
Of desire


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Tingle, Tingle Little Star

Tingle, tingle little star
Feelin' your pull though you're so far
Coming through like a distant dream
Guiding me to my destiny

Time moves in a relative way
The further/faster you go
The faster/further you stay

Shouts of angry hope
Caress my soul in frozen nights
Breaking my hermetic heart
From its inward searching
Toward the universal
The static voice
Shining clear light
On the fools gold of my desires
Which reveal themselves to be ancient
Ancient beyond my wildest dreams
Has it come soon enough to undo
The damage done
Or is that the true illusion
That damage can be done
In this universe
Of perfect pain
Are the bonds as easy to break
As remembering
I leave an offering at the door to heaven
Along with a request
For the experience that may
Transform my soul
I leave my prayers
And await the answer


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This Cliff (Momentus)

Xenophobic in the forest light
Demons fed in the cross-town night
Subsiding truth of shattered youth
The stockyard piled high
Out the shuddered sigh

The fear creeps in, shatters your stability
Standing on the edge of this cliff momentous

Falling down and falling through
Upward grazing, fretful view
Nothing is the known
Ignorance is all that's grown
Shatter me looking through the eye
Flatter free, see who it's scripted by
Do unto, to undo, coercion of the art
Bled me dry right from the start
Give it back, give it back, give it back


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Rip A New Hole

Rip a new hole in your sanity
Let the night come in

Grab the bull by the horns and
ride let loose to the raging desire
to exist for its own sake be willing
to reinvent yourself from one moment
to the next be willing to vent yourself of all the anger
face the fear until it melts in brazen red sparks
a chernobyl meltdown
vent the frustration
break the anxiety with white hot rage
sear away the guilt
burn clear and free
feel the raw and the real
rip and rend
tear to sheds
the helplessness of comfort
feel the black depression wash in waves
push out and out and out
march to the beat of your heart
faster and faster
shine with the light that BLINDS!


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Stop Before You Tell Me

Stop before you tell me
This cannot evolve

Wielding strength from fragile butterfly wings
Of ego sheltering mask of perfect self
Discerning the dissecting point
Demons dusting up in footprints left behind
The decide of who's on the wrong side of the track

Holding bundled thorns of the matters of success
Flames turning manic and destructive
Boiling emotion into steam scolding words
Pride bares teeth to feel contact
Clinging desperately to patterns left
Unkept in times to decide
What's to be kept in time to be left behind

More at work than you can see

Then rising from within
The strength of the spark
Remembering what was there all along
Finding ground under footsteps
Tracing the being in balance
Beyond scoping visions tightened stare

Stretches out to infinity

Justice comes as a matter of course
The stitching sown tapestry continues in growth
Through cycles of grasping and releasing
Through time presenting the edges of structures
Continue making a past to stand in the present
To walk into the future on

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Fleeting Moments

This is nothing new to me
This is what I live for

The piercing stare
Pinning down that moment of action and word
Sending ripples through
Planting barbs on
The fleeting moments

It's not death
It's life, the realizations so painfully real
The fleeting moments that thread through existence
Binding in fear
Keeping things at arms length
In between
Wanting to thrust myself into
The fleeting moments
The finely hung balance
Of joy and regret
Remorse thickens the resistance
Holds back
The fleeting moments

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