2

squeezing
what dropp is left
from the mind
it is not blood
nothing like
pus, it is air,
this emptiness
that keeps
giving off
what i have not
seen before,
it is crying to be
let out, so i may
give room for
the unknown,
the mysterious
and glorious,
the x and y,
until there is
meaning, a
solution, a
redemption.

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The Solution

No need to wonder - do you belong?
No need to worry
You can be strong
Dont disbelieve it
Let your fears go
There must be more to this life
And we all know
Deep inside
The solution
Staring you down
Looking for
The solution
Bringing you round
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
The past can haunt your future so
Shadows are falling look out below
Voices are calling echoes unknown
There must be more to this life than we all know
Looking for
The solution
Staring you down
Deep inside
The solution
Bringing you round
Giving it out
Giving it out
Do the best that you can do
Giving it out
Giving it out
Its all up to you
Giving it out
Giving it out
Do the best that you can do
Giving it out
Giving it out
Its all up to you
Its all up to you
Over and under and down we go
(down we go)
Caught at the crossroads - which way to go?
(path unknown)
Choosing the right path?
Only you know
Looking for
The solution
You hold the key
Deep inside
The solution
Set yourself free
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Giving in, giving out
Do the best you can do
Giving in, giving out
Its all up to you
Giving in, giving out
Do the best you can do
Giving in, giving out
Its all up to you
Its all up to you
Its all up to you

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The Solution

No need to wonder - do you belong?
No need to worry
You can be strong
Dont disbelieve it
Let your fears go
There must be more to this life
And we all know
Deep inside
The solution
Staring you down
Looking for
The solution
Bringing you round
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
The past can haunt your future so
Shadows are falling look out below
Voices are calling echoes unknown
There must be more to this life than we all know
Looking for
The solution
Staring you down
Deep inside
The solution
Bringing you round
Giving it out
Giving it out
Do the best that you can do
Giving it out
Giving it out
Its all up to you
Giving it out
Giving it out
Do the best that you can do
Giving it out
Giving it out
Its all up to you
Its all up to you
Over and under and down we go
(down we go)
Caught at the crossroads - which way to go?
(path unknown)
Choosing the right path?
Only you know
Looking for
The solution
You hold the key
Deep inside
The solution
Set yourself free
Round and round we go
Round and round we go
Giving in, giving out
Do the best you can do
Giving in, giving out
Its all up to you
Giving in, giving out
Do the best you can do
Giving in, giving out
Its all up to you
Its all up to you
Its all up to you

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If Only

I cut my finger when you left the room,
The wound has healed long since then.
But the finger keeps bleeding, keeps bleeding
For reasons unknown to me.
I heard me stutter when you left the room,
The wound has healed long since then.
But my mind keeps stuttering, keeps stuttering
For reasons unknown to me.
If only I could remember
The tune I was whistling that day,
If only I could remember
The streets I had walked that day,
If only I could remember
If only, if only.
I saw me crying when you left the room,
The wound has healed long since then.
But my soul keeps crying, keeps crying
For reasons unknown to me.
If only you could tell me
Why Im smoking myself to death,
If only you could tell me
Why Im working myself to death,
If only you could tell me,
If only, if only.

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Emptiness Comes

EMPTINESS COMES

Emptiness comes-
There is nothing to say
Nothing to write-

But Nothing is for me only nothing
It is not the goal and the meaning-

Egolessness belongs to saints of a certain kind
I am not a saint-

Emptiness disappears with the writing
Words and meanings come-

I suppose one will be empty forever
When one is alive
What can Emptiness give?

I have written against the Emptiness
And am less empty now for now-

Thank God I no longer feel empty now-

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Everybodys Crying Mercy

I cant believe the things Ive seen
I wonder bout some things Ive heard
Everybodys crying mercy
When they dont know the meaning of the word
A bad enough situation
Is sure enough getting worse
Everybodys crying justice
Just as long as theres business first
Toe to toe
Touch and go
Give a cheer
Get your souvenier
People running round in circles
Dont know what theyre headed for
Everybodys crying peace on earth
Just as soon as we win this war
Straight ahead
Knock em dead
Pack your kid
Choose your hypocrite
Well you dont have to go to off broadway
To see something played absurd
Everybodys crying mercy
When they dont know the meaning of the word
Nobody knows the meaning of the word
When they dont know the meaning of the word
Nobody knows the meaning of the word
Nobody knows the meaning of the word

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Foolishness That's Lived

A shallow mind,
Will always find...
Depth,
An exception.
With not a thought to have as a weapon.
And not a comprehension to come too soon.

Shallow minds!
Will always find...
Depth an exception.
And running on emptiness,
Of meaning.
To leave foolishness more room!

A shallow mind,
Will always find...
Depth,
An exception.
With not a thought to have as a weapon.
And not a comprehension to come too soon.
While running on an emptiness of meaning.
To feel enlightened,
That a foolishness that's lived...
Will welcome more room!

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Happy Halloween

The blood that she let
Left me empty and upset.
My life now goes on forever.
I killed hitler with my fangs and a song.
His gardens died quickly,
He didn't belong.
Love was a dropp of blood for awhile,
Mine was to feed for the blood that she let.
Then I met friendly people on the street.
When I left them they were white as a sheet.
Tommorrow night I will eat candy,
My costume is real
My woman my blood to let
My tongue the blood to feel.
Give me a costume and reason to smile
I just use darkness and death all the while.
So, suck it up, you crazy believers
That we are the invisible creatures of myth
My journey for you
Is what she left.
The blood that she let
Is all that she left.
Happy Halloween.

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Something More (Augustine's Confession)

Augustine just woke up with a broken heart
All this time he's never been awake before
At 31 his whole world is a question mark
All this time he's never been awake before
Watching dreams that he once had
Feed the flame inside his head
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness
He says
"Theres gotta be something more
Than what i'm living for
I'm crying out to you"
"Theres gotta be something more
Than what i'm living for
I'm crying out to you"
Augustine
All his fears keeping falling out
All this time he's never been awake before
Finding out his old dreams aren't panning out
All this time he's never been awake before
But he's mad to be alive
And he's dying to be met
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness
He says
"Theres gotta be something more
Than what i'm living for
I'm crying out to you"
"Theres gotta be something more
Than what i'm living for
I'm crying out to you"
Something more
Hey I give it all away
Nothing I was holding back remains
Hey i give it all away
Looking for the grace of God today
Theres gotta be something more
Than what i'm living for
I'm crying out to you
Theres gotta be something more
Than what i've been before
I'm crying out to you
Theres gotta be something more
Than what i'm living for
I'm crying out to you
Theres gotta be something more
Than what i've been before
I'm crying out to you
Three Four

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Do you know My Dear?

Do you know My Dear?
The dew dropp that does not fall on the ground,


The mysterious dropp that surrenders inside the flower,
The dream dropp that hangs at the tip of a leaf,

The retiring dropp that collects at the edge of the eye,
It is nothing but the remains of our silent conversation!

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Giving Up

Giving up!
I don't know,
The meaning of it.
Am I out of luck?

Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it,
To stay stuck in a rut.

Giving up!
I don't know.
But many people...
Seem to share this equally.

I hear the fussers cussing,
Not to give it up.
I see those hustlers rushing,
Not to give it up.
And...
I see some frantic.
And,
In a panic.

Giving up!
I don't know.
And I wont!
'Cause I don't.

Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it.
Am I out of luck?

Giving up!
I don't know.
The meaning of it,
To stay stuck in a rut.

I hear the fussers cussing,
Not to give it up.
I see those hustlers rushing,
Not to give it up.
And...
I see some frantic.
And,
In a panic.

Giving up!
I don't know.
But...
I hear the fussers cussing.
I see those hustlers rushing.
Giving up!
I don't know.
But I...
See some frantic.
And...
In a panic.
But giving up!
I don't know.

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There's No Solution

maybe nothing else will ever be so clear
or maybe thats only my fear
and just for one day i wish i could disappear
and take me far from here
maybe i find nothing new
maybe i'd end up just like you
theres no solution (no solution)
give me truth to my conviction
is my own confusion
reality or fiction
am i out of my mind?
the constant pressure that keeps hanging over me
it makes me feel so empty
its more than anything that i could ever be
what else could you take from me
its getting harder to relate
dont want to make the same mistake
theres no solution (no solution)
give me truth to my conviction
is my own confusion
reality or fiction
am i out of my mind?
it took me so long to find out
its right there in front of me
too close to see
what I thought was true
i see right through
whats killing you
theres no solution (i cant see)
give me truth to my conviction
is my own confusion (that i feel)
reality or fiction
am i out of my mind?
so maybe nothing else will be so clear
or maybe that's only my fear (am i out of my mind)
and just for one day i wish i could disappear
and take me far from here (am i out of my mind)

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Giving In (feat. Adema)

This song is by Linkin Park & Adema
Will you, walk me
To the edge again
Shaking, lonely, and I am drinking again
Woke up tonight and no one's here with me
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Caught up, in life
Losing all my friends
Family has tried, to heal all my addictions
Tragic it seems, to be alone again
I'm giving in ... to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Watch me crumble
I'm giving in to you
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
I look forward, to dying tonight
Drink till i'm myself, life's harder every day
The stress has got me
I'm giving in
Giving in
Giving in now!
Take me under
(I'm killing all the pain)
I'm dying tonight
(I'm sick of all this faith)
Watch me crumble
(I'm killing all the pain)
I'm crying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you
Take me under
I'm giving in to you
I'm dying tonight
I'm giving in to you

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Burn this note into pieces...

I write this piece of note, feel so good
And the lights are off, oh why so dark?
So dark and they don’t see me crying
This is a piece of note for my friends
To let them know and to let them feel

And this is a piece of message in tears
And I sit down here in this dark space
I don’t see any stars, I don’t see any…
This is life and I believe in fairy tales
This is my life and I was in a fairy tale

Lights are off and I sit here in this room
Let me tell you a story and you say,
Why don’t you say if you like it?
This is about a man who left his place
This is about a man who lived in dreams

And when he returned back and saw,
Million stars in a crowded street, so clear
Tears fall dropp by dropp and I sit here,
Lost stars in this lonely street and I,
Tears fall dropp by dropp as I see no one

I don’t see them clear and I write this note…
And I sit here in this dark room… oh so dark…

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The mind loves the unknown. It loves images whose meaning is unknown, since the meaning of the mind itself is unknown.

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A Woman Is Crying

A WOMAN IS CRYING

In the next room
a woman is crying

a moon
perches upon an hotel sign

unmoved

as a new millennium
dawns

as bright as neon

the woman
still crying

her unknown
despair

shifting silently
from one century to another

human grief
unchanged

from age
to age.

A woman is crying.

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Early Works - Trapped By Life

I look out of my cage
at free blue skies
and as I do I ponder
asking myself why
am I caged in
by unspoken and unwritten laws
like and animal in a zoo
with murderous paws

Why am I trapped by invisible bars
when the government can live freely
on me and others like me
like scavengers on a dead prey
they fight amongst themselves
trying to squeeze the last dropp of blood.
Why do we let it happen?
Why? Why? Why?

Why do we let them lead us
like sheep to the slaughter?
Why must we take only the left overs
that only they see fit to give us.
Why? Why? Why?


Date unknown

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One Drop of Christ's Blood Shed…

One dropp of blood
of Jesus Christ, shed
Frees millions of sinners
Of their life-time sins!

One dropp of blood
Of Savior Christ, priceless
Absolves the punishments
Of the worst repentant sinners!

One dropp of blood
Of Messiah Christ
Opens the gates of heaven
For souls which yearn for God.

One dropp of blood
Of the slain Lamb of God
Annuls eternal damnation
Of all who repent and plead!

One dropp of blood
Of the Redeemer Christ
Can save mankind
From the fire of Hell!

Such is the immense power
Of the blood of the Son of God,
Who suffered and died upon the cross
for mankind's sake!

The sacred blood of Christ
Can sanctify all souls,
Who are truly sorry from heart,
From time immemorial!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 22-06-12

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Crying

Some nights I go to bed Crying,
Those were the days I was really hurting.
I was never a fan of weeping,
Yet it was my solution to get what I was yearning.

I cried long tears in the darkness,
Because I did not want anyone to pity on my softness.
Always told crying was a sign of weakness.
Crying reminds me that I am human.
And it is okay to go through the emotions.

I cry when I am hurting,
I cry when I am mad,
The obvious one is when I am down and out and feeling sad.

The night is my sanctuary, the place where I can hide,
In the dark is when I cry.
I can feel the tears slowly trickling down my eyes,
Only then crying is the best thing that give an honest description of what I feel inside.
Crying is my release too difficult to say what is on my mind.

I cry because there is nothing I can say or do.
Feeling so powerless, so not in control.
I cry and it is true.
I am not super woman nor am I a super human.
I always try to avoid it,
But most times I can not help it.
I cry.....

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In His Hands

Driven conversations, even I can read
Wouldn't want to fake it, and I'm tired of this dream
Taking medications, in the back of the room
Driven conversations, he died in June.
See the stab wounds in his hands
See him dying in his room
He's dying in his room
He's dying in his room
Heading for me, heading this way
He is coming, I don't care
Wouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mind
Giving conversations to a friend of mine
Giving medications, in a lighted room
Wouldn't want to fake it, I know I should
See the stab wounds in his hands
You killed him, I don't care
Keep a promise, you would too
Keep a promise, even you
See the silence in his head
He is coming, I don't care
We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind
Wouldn't want to fake it, but I have this time
Giving conversations, to whom they don't know
Taking medications till my stomach's full.
See a famine in his head
See him coming at their heels
He loves you, give him a chance
I don't love him, I don't care
See him starving, give her hell
It is over, we don't care In His Room

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Nothing At All

I have fallen out of my life, I am not present
within the outline which indicates where the
real me should be, no feelings, no dreams

The hope I harboured inside proved to be
without meaning – I have forgotten what I
used to hope for, nothing new to replace

What used to be, just cold emptiness in my
heart, wait, my heart is lost, freezing again
like I did as a child, no significance left

Life was like this in the beginning, the great
divide between virtual warmth, a good book,
a piece of music, a story - and -

The emptiness of real life without room for
emotion as an ever-increasing descent in-
to a million small deaths on a daily basis

The pain ought to be gone - yet it is not - the
pain is all that is left, oh yes; even pure
misery is preferable to nothing at all

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