Sticky fingaz
Well-Known Member
THE BENCH
The flood of stars permeates through the daylight making way to the night.
The bustling noise from the streets Is reduced to a mild drone & you are abandoned by the Sun, left in your solitude with nothing to keep you company but your thoughts in the darkness.
You anticipate the inevitable as you patiently wait for your mind to be taken swiftly into the land of dreams...But, to your dismay, your mind refuses to Be powered off”!
I lay there, wide eyed, staring at the silky emulsion that once shone a bright White, as the gentle breeze creeps in through the window & shadow’s dance across the ceiling, I try to make sense of the silent movie from my front row seat, a face...no... a body....NO! My mind is playing tricks!
What’s that?!!.....
Dude, that shirts been hanging on that wardrobe for 6 days. Phew!
Your ears become finely tuned as the surrounding noise resonates & encapsulates your mind.
The little table fan, that, for the most part, serves only to replace the dust back to its original resting place. Now sounds like a fucking Boeing 747. Your able to distinguish when it oscillates, it reaches its full turn with a ‘click click’. Only to repeat the process, again & again!
You look to your partner, who has given in to the dream master. Rem’s display violent repetitions as their story unfolds beneath their eye lids.
I can hear every breath. Every exhale as the body goes into Auto pilot.
What’s that?!!!
Dude, FFS! You know you locked the door, the cats in the litter box!...
& there you are, with you.... asking yourself a question, to then, get an answer! Exalted in thought....
Is it a crime, for a sublime mind to be as fragile as mine? Am I alone on this night, Lost in time?
I need answers! Did I take the meat from the freezer, I’ve been planning this meal for a while, I wanted to please her!
I take a walk, out into the cold! As I investigate the sky, it seems blank....
No!
The dull flickering ambiance from the rusty, rickety street light masks the stars.
What’s that?!!!......
A fallen star? Then becomes two! As I approach, they move, an affiliate of the night. Fixed in the distance.
A fox now safe to emerge from his den. Scavenging in the foliage to ensure his existence.
As the hill where I find solace closes in, I peer up....
Who’s that guy sitting on the bench?!!! …..
It Is I, your friend your brother. Come, take my hand & sit with me.
If no room can be found,
take my seat & I shall reside to the ground.
Why are you here?!!!
My brother, for the same reason you are here!
For peace, calm & serenity. Look out over the valley, do you not feel released.
You Stand on the shoulders of giants,
But feel Suppressed by the world that confines us.
I confine you not but offer encouragement - to be yourself!
Do not allow the confines of your existence to determine your journey.
Open your heart & soul, listen …. & hear me!
I am here to offer you my strength, Use me as you will to bring calmness.
I will always be here for you, on the top of this hill,
So your never alone with your thoughts in the darkness.
One
-STICKY-
The flood of stars permeates through the daylight making way to the night.
The bustling noise from the streets Is reduced to a mild drone & you are abandoned by the Sun, left in your solitude with nothing to keep you company but your thoughts in the darkness.
You anticipate the inevitable as you patiently wait for your mind to be taken swiftly into the land of dreams...But, to your dismay, your mind refuses to Be powered off”!
I lay there, wide eyed, staring at the silky emulsion that once shone a bright White, as the gentle breeze creeps in through the window & shadow’s dance across the ceiling, I try to make sense of the silent movie from my front row seat, a face...no... a body....NO! My mind is playing tricks!
What’s that?!!.....
Dude, that shirts been hanging on that wardrobe for 6 days. Phew!
Your ears become finely tuned as the surrounding noise resonates & encapsulates your mind.
The little table fan, that, for the most part, serves only to replace the dust back to its original resting place. Now sounds like a fucking Boeing 747. Your able to distinguish when it oscillates, it reaches its full turn with a ‘click click’. Only to repeat the process, again & again!
You look to your partner, who has given in to the dream master. Rem’s display violent repetitions as their story unfolds beneath their eye lids.
I can hear every breath. Every exhale as the body goes into Auto pilot.
What’s that?!!!
Dude, FFS! You know you locked the door, the cats in the litter box!...
& there you are, with you.... asking yourself a question, to then, get an answer! Exalted in thought....
Is it a crime, for a sublime mind to be as fragile as mine? Am I alone on this night, Lost in time?
I need answers! Did I take the meat from the freezer, I’ve been planning this meal for a while, I wanted to please her!
I take a walk, out into the cold! As I investigate the sky, it seems blank....
No!
The dull flickering ambiance from the rusty, rickety street light masks the stars.
What’s that?!!!......
A fallen star? Then becomes two! As I approach, they move, an affiliate of the night. Fixed in the distance.
A fox now safe to emerge from his den. Scavenging in the foliage to ensure his existence.
As the hill where I find solace closes in, I peer up....
Who’s that guy sitting on the bench?!!! …..
It Is I, your friend your brother. Come, take my hand & sit with me.
If no room can be found,
take my seat & I shall reside to the ground.
Why are you here?!!!
My brother, for the same reason you are here!
For peace, calm & serenity. Look out over the valley, do you not feel released.
You Stand on the shoulders of giants,
But feel Suppressed by the world that confines us.
I confine you not but offer encouragement - to be yourself!
Do not allow the confines of your existence to determine your journey.
Open your heart & soul, listen …. & hear me!
I am here to offer you my strength, Use me as you will to bring calmness.
I will always be here for you, on the top of this hill,
So your never alone with your thoughts in the darkness.
One
-STICKY-