Emo Longberry
It's Time There is a higher power it permeates the land. It lives through your eyes, your heart and your hand. We try to name this power with no capacity to comprehend, we fight to understand. Those that have given up the struggle will let peace flow upon the land. Emo Longberrry Its a Crabby Life Somewhere in Mexico a barrel sits by the sea. People are filling it with crabs for the celebration. Only half full so none get out, the barrel is taken to the hilltop. One crab decides he wants out. With every attempt the other crabs grab and pull him back in. He is smart, he thinks. Singing a beautiful lullaby, the other crabs go to sleep. Boom…. he smacks the ground. Not knowing where the sea is, he makes the mistake of asking directions. Boom…. he is back in the barrel. The other crabs somewhat miffed that he managed to get out, despised him for leaving and now ridicule him for returning. He is smart, he thinks. Waiting till nightfall; Boom… he smacks the ground. Now he scurries out of sight. He is frantic to find the sea. Exhausted, in his last days, his nose senses something. A familiar smell, the sea. He follows his nose and the stronger smell leads him to the sea. Overwhelmed by joy, he scurries across the beach. There is another celebration. Boom… he is first into the barrel. He tells all the other crabs not to worry there is a way out. They are puzzled. They like the comfort and coziness of the barrel. The more he pleads, the more the other crabs shun him. Soon he gives up. But the memory of the sea is so strong, filling him with so much joy. He is smart, he thinks. Boom…. Emo Longberry 1 – 2 – 3 Awareness # 1 Energy follows thought. Awareness # 2 Emotion fuels the manifestation. Awareness #3 Creation is from the source. Emo Longberry |
Git along little doggie! So, what's fear afraid of? What's all this ruckus about? So, what's fear afraid of? I can hear, you don't have to shout! So, what's fear afraid of? It's afraid of being found out! Emo Longberry Comfort Food Dad? Yes son. How come everybody wears rose coloured glasses? They just do son. And some people have really dark ones. It looks like they can’t see out of them. Yes son, those people have let their rose coloured glasses build up with dirt and grime and filth and pollution for years and years. Why don’t they wash them? I guess it just happens so slowly you don’t even notice. You become used to it. I guess it becomes normal and you don’t even think about washing them. Where are your’s Dad? You know, I tried washing mine, couldn’t get all the grime off. So I threw them away. You know son, I don’t even miss em. I like the way things look, clear. Here Dad, you can use mine. That’s ok son, you need them more than me. Emo Longberry Attributed to a Celestine Monk “Gather all yee, gather around. The secret to good health and a long life, the medicine that is so easily found. The food of the gods is deep hearty laughter that is good and sound”. circa 1540AD Words Have Power Words caress Words duress Words heal Words wound Words enlighten Words stifle Words feed Words drain Words create Words have power. Emo Longberry |
The Waiting Room “Hello?” “Yes and you?” “Ah, fine. That’s a nice belief you have.” “Yes, your's is fine too.” “Ya, I just got it, what do you think?” “It’s a little loud for my tastes, but I guess its ok.” “Ok?, It’s the latest, I paid a lot for it.” “You might have paid too much.” “Well, your's looks faded and tattered, the colours all blend. It’s kind of antiquated, non-descript, bland.” “I am proud of my belief, it has character and tradition. It was handed down to me from my father and from his father and from his father’s father. It has served our family well for generations. There is probably not a better belief in the world. Not like these new fangled beliefs that come and go with the moon.” “Fine, but the times, the times keep changing and you got to keep up with them. Look at the colours, bright, primary, distinct, fresh.” “I would not be caught dead with one of those!” “Well, you’re an asshole.” “No, you’re an asshole “Asshole.” “Asshole.” The nurse comes in with a tray. “Milk and cookies anyone?” “Yes, thank you.” “Yes please, for me too.” Emo Longberry SUBLIMATION The joys of ten thousand tomorrows lived within me until that day, when you said you were going away. To find new hopes and new dreams that is the task at hand. The wind has blown away the lines in the sand. Emo Longberry 22 Give to get Let go to have There’s the Catch 22 Release to receive Have it all by letting go Chaos just might Not be chaos Order just might Not be order That smile Might not be a friend There’s the Catch 22 It’s only the love that you feel That you can send Emo Longberry By the Bye and Bye “ Hello ossifer.” “ What are you doing?” “ Digging a grave.” “ But right here on this busy highway ?” “ Yes everyone has to know.” “ This is morbid to parade your dead.” “ Not exactly, this grave is for fear; I want everyone to know.” Emo Longberry |