Sunday Morning Meditation

Light reflecting upon water
Seabirds gliding about the dock
Heavy clouds hanging in grey shades
Sunday morning meditation

The sound of cool calming raindrops
Soothing my old and troubled soul
I sit and watch the shadowed sea
Trying to ease my boyish heart

A piano and violin
Provide my soundtrack to just think
Pondering some old yesterday
Wondering what tomorrow brings

Copyrights G. Jones 2014

Toe to Heel Will Not Meet

There will come a peculiar day
When the proverbial sound track
Seems to no longer match the play

Twill be a subtle change of beat
Listen carefully, you shall hear
Righteous toe to heel will not meet

Copyrights G. Jones 2014

The Old Rules

The old rules created by the men in powdered wigs worked well to justify genocide, land grabbing, the slave trade, and table manners. But, it's hoped that we're beyond that now.  ~G. Jones

Social Media

Social Media is the false, synthetic universe we create for ourselves, to hide the fact we've chosen the blue pill option, and accepted the consumer slavery of the corporate matrix.  ~G. Jones

The Wagging Tail of the Future

A boy and his dog walking the woods
Both iridescent upon matter
Intrinsically psychedelic

Among the tall grass of their culture

Random doubts and underage heartache
The desperate angst of the unknown
Clusters of thoughts and aimless wisdom

The world collapses behind their heels

Desperate battles with ignorance
Twisted poverty and mad mindsets
Traps of words leave deadly logos

Sea of challenge is their horizon

Copyrights G. Jones 2014