posted on November 27, 2011 at 10:10 pm

para 4 nail ya

anachronism rumour reverie impossible memory

be this then my little realm

intriguing penumbra

the background in shadow

the shadow in my lives

i say some things that cant be put into words but are still true

sometimes it takes forever to recognise where it all went wrong

this universe doth not run according to the law of man

man does not even run according to the laws of man

man cant trust himself because he keeps blowing it

man cant do what beast can do but

beast cant do what man can do

nature constrains us with subtle fetters

man imposes limits on himself he then accepts as real

man doubts man hesitates man too hot too cold

man is best and worst simultaneously

man starting singing  same time as birds and whales

a planet broke into song like a plate into pieces

i say jesus sang his words in the loveliest voice

son of man sometimes i hear off that mellifluous voice

when i’m angry or scared or sleepy or calm

the dreamy love lyrics of the nazarene

a love song to the whole little world

but man did not listen really i spose

killing for christ

a paradox so fuckin’ obvious

only a man could not see it

i bet the vegetal world grokked his sweet message

indeed i believe they may have enhanced his visionary jive

the disciples were like his backing singers and roadcrew

mary mags mighta been his chick …to me its unimportant

i say he moved full of grace but its impossible to know

he had some good ideas about being nicer than nice

his charisma would be radioactive

his anger would be molten steal

his love would be almost unbearable

his sadness would be deeper than deep

it didnt have to be this way







19 Responses to “renee sonic”

  1. Jmb066
    Jmb066 | 28 November 2011 at 1:21 am #

    It is amazing how little we have learned
    we still continue to destroy
    with greed and disregard for the planet and its life
    maybe one day we will get it right, before its too late
    my kids will inherit the earth we have created
    man do I worry as any father would or should
    I am fascinated with people and their attitudes
    such as “its always been this way” with their heads in the sand,
    they say ignorance is bliss and it has run wild.

    Thanks for always being there Steve, for your words are always a reminder, a comfort that life could be so different if we tried.

    Life Somewhere Else indeed, your songs and words will be here through my lifetime and now my children are interested in the The Church so you never know your songs could go on forever and will be greatly taken care of.

    Take Care,



    This is a response to your last few post, its good to be back.

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 28 November 2011 at 1:36 am #

    Yeah…that about sums up MAN. Spot on SK, we are a horrible bunch at times. Than- we surprise all around us with acts of civility, kindness, and loyalty.

    Sadly, The question always remains: How long can man keep it up for?
    (OOOPPPsss..I mean figuratively, not…well you know. But Hey, man stumbled on little pills to help himself with that dilemma…didnt he)

    Darrin K.

    Attention: I apologize to all who found that last comment to be offensive, it was my one and only crack at humor…it is cold-raining-miserable here in Chicago, and I wrote that and made myself laugh…if no one else did…OOOPPPssss…SORRY !!! HaHaHa

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    mattyc | 28 November 2011 at 1:44 am #

    a beautiful song of hope and peace, of trust, of forgiveness
    sometimes we hear it loud and clear, usually when our lives are wrought with turmoil, dark and isolated
    but, our memories are short, the tune fades to static, drowned by jealousy and fear
    individually, we must sustain the message and ,perhaps, collectively, things will change

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    davem | 28 November 2011 at 2:37 am #

    Lovely stuff. I don’t believe in the whole blood sacrifice thing but his words ARE amazing.
    Bless you Killer.

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    Anonymous | 28 November 2011 at 4:58 am #

    you verbalize my fears and doubts, aching echos of thoughts
    right you heard this a million times yet it doesn’t change a thing
    the immediate reaction is slamming the book shut again
    before it sinks in too deep —
    elastic recoil
    too close for comfort
    but i can never leave this orbit completely — the draw is too strong
    the return after passing the aphelion is inevitable
    do you understand this power, or only aware of it?

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    The Sign of Fire | 28 November 2011 at 5:46 am #

    I have neither the scholar’s melancholy, which is emulation; nor the musician’s, which is fantastical; nor the courtier’s, which is proud; nor the soldier’s, which is ambitious; nor the lawyer’s, which is politic; nor the lady’s, which is nice; nor the lover’s, which is all these: but it is a melancholy of mine own, compounded of many simples, extracted from many objects, and indeed the sundry contemplation of my travels, which, by often rumination, wraps me in a most humorous sadness.

    As You Like It
    act 4 scene 1

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    Anonymous | 28 November 2011 at 8:22 am #

    at odds with oneself and others
    man is compiled of paradoxes — from molecular level up
    basic units of life in seemingly lifeless universe —
    which in itself might be a grand illusion
    (illusion of its existence or of its lifelessness?– i don’t know, whose voice was that?)
    never mind synaptic clefts flooded with neurotransmitters loaded to the brim with agony
    never mind the routine internal mini apocalypses —
    we have no clue what we carry inside even physically —
    – all our unborn children?
    the myriad of genes never turned on? the potentiality unmeasurable —
    who decides which switches to flip? your parents themselves never know…
    i’ve seen chemotherapy do that oftentimes — yes it’s dna manipulation, monkeying with the system, it’s scary
    hair is the most obvious of course — that is when it grows back
    it often looks like a different person’s hair — texture, color, wave is different…
    it’s trivial of course but it hints of this wast unknown reserve
    of what we could be
    only if… what?
    our immune system very likely is capable of curing any and every disease…
    only it’s a blind, scary beast also capable of destroying the very body it resides in —
    man’s best friend and worst enemy
    i’ve seen glimpses of both just last week…
    (ok this is enough already — be mindful of how much space is taken up here — trunkate and take the rest to your own place —
    – respect the host and guests you git —
    sure i will — thanks for the tip, little voice)
    only one more thing…
    i’m sure you heard this before —
    – these entries here are like songs in some way
    you have a way with words but it’s not just that —
    – beyond the clever elegant verbal form
    you’ve got substance

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    . | 28 November 2011 at 11:59 am #

    once when feeling unusually down, i said to myself that i just wanted to go home, to where i don’t know, but away from all the contradictions of this shady mortality, all the hurt and the fear and manipulation that man and woman impart one to another, the oppression and lies of shallow religious conditioning, conditional love from those you thought cared, and i sat there dumbfounded at the brutal realization of what my life had come to be and mean, and i just wanted to feel the peace i had as a child when i played with my plasticene soldiers and tinkertoys while the adults pretended to know what they were doing…i guess i’m in their shoes now, complicated by not knowing how to redefine myself outside of those walls that once defined me, chased by fools and foolish trickery that robbed me of living another reality that more suited my personality, but the present tense has been richer and more realistic, for the words of the time being
    present a timelessness and infinity that bridge the gap between sleeping and waking into that “possibility” that is much brighter than just trivial suburban monotony

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      thetimebeing | 28 November 2011 at 12:47 pm #

      that is exactly right ! very cool
      i’m always looking for that place too
      unfortunately my own words cant get me there
      kinda like a yacht with its own fan blowing in its sail

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    caitbrid | 28 November 2011 at 3:17 pm #

    I don’t think we find that place until we leave this world. We don’t really belong here. I think Chesterton called it eccentric? But of course we keep looking for it–we’re really looking for God. Thanks again for a great blog. It’s funny, my dad (just widowed at 86) asked me today if I thought that poetry is supposed to take us closer to God and I said yes I think so. And he said that Jesus, then, was the world’s greatest poet. So your words are very timely for me today. Thank you.
    Kathleen in Philly

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    DavidP | 29 November 2011 at 12:33 pm #

    Jesus symbolically showed what an Initiate goes through at a certain stage of the Work
    the apostles represent aspects of the egos at times, othertimes aspects of the consciousness
    A cosmic drama with its actors and players, with Judas given the most difficult part of the apostles to play cos he was the most advanced of them – see the Gospel of Judas. All these characters exist within each of us including the ones which kill the Christ, unless we do something about it, and we can, I know I seen it.
    See the Nag Hammadi library and Apocrypha for more outstanding words of Jesus.
    may all beings be happy and at peace

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    Freddie | 29 November 2011 at 1:40 pm #

    I think it was Gandhi who said “I like your Christ but I do not like your Christians. They are so unlike your Christ.” Can you imagine what a spiritual renaissance we’d have on this earth if each person came just a small step closer to the Christ mindset? It cuts across all religions right to the core of all belief systems.

    Perhaps someday…

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    hellbound heart | 4 December 2011 at 9:03 pm #

    I love what Jesus has to say about how we should conduct our thoughts and actions…..too bad more so-called ‘christians’ don’t follow this….

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