We Are Animals

Deny if you want but the fact remains

We are animals that have just combed our manes

The thirst still beats cavernous within our hearts

Jealousy and competition leaves their mark

Sophisticated we are though basic needs still remain

Without food and water you’re sure to go insane

cold, dark and lonely are the wide open spaces

Will you give your space to shelter other races

It’s easy enough to speak silly words

A vegan when hungry will devour helpless birds

We have taken this planet and claimed it as ours

We force all other genus species behind bars

We impede more and more as we see fit

Stomping out the lights other species have lit

We only step lightly when we unearth our own kind

Evolved our minds we bureaucratically resign

Take take take want want want

We are the same…social class means nothing

One just convinces itself it’s something

We are the same…we both kill to survive

Without food, water, and shelter we die

You are thirsty it pains your existence

But I’ve got the water and I’m quite resistant

I must live and there’s none to give

Frantic you desire for just one little sip

Driven by lust…with needs gaped ajar

We are animals…

Remember

…we’ve not traveled to far.

We’ve taken this world and live as we wish

We are animals

You must never Forget.

Randy Sturridge

Losing Something

Have you ever felt like you were losing your mind? this is not the standard but instead a deep concentration centralized around my own inability to understand the panic that seems to be growing more terrifying as the days progress.  At first I just felt as though I was overly stressed.  That seems appropriate; it makes sense.  

I began to feel increasingly agitated and angry when I realize I can not remember events as they’ve happened.  I instead only retain a memory that is misplaced, and wrong.  I often catch myself with my hands in my hair thinking, about what I don’t know.  

I just know that I have to find something.  Something that I know I will never get.  Most bizarre of all I’m not even sure what it is that I am hoping to acquire.  It doesn’t make sense but I can’t figure it out.  

Why does this something weigh so heavily on my thoughts?  I have to break free of this vessel that I am bound.  I need myself to leave me.  However that is possible.  Again, I find myself holding my head in deep concentration.  You should speak to me when I’m like this.  I feel like something would happen, I’m not sure what.  

I know that I can’t think anymore about anything but whatever this is.  It’s going to be okay because we always figure it out.  I just need to stop fighting and listen.  I always seem to figure it out; that makes sense.  I 

was awake the other day and realized it was not right.  I was searching and knew not what for.  I was yelling at two days.  I know that doesn’t make sense but it does.  

It has to because I don’t know.  

I’m walking in the grass but it’s sand and it makes me feel like two decks of cards with only the cards in the yellow pieces.  Tonight Is tomorrow and yesterday never happened. I know that I will walk for six blocks and be okay.  

My night is upset because of the stars, they don’t care anyway.   I have to urge myself to continue before I forget that I didn’t.  

I can’t remember something but I know that we will remember when I remember that I can’t play.  

Hope that you enjoyed this...a stray from the norm however felt more like free writing and just putting up whatever came out.  Thanks.

Her Space Holiday - Something to Do With My Hands

I remember when I heard this song a few years ago. It says quite a bit and leaves the message that Im sure quite a few people have felt and experienced. Listen to the song below and follow along with the lyrics posted as well.  ENJOY...

You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile
Forget all those places that you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow found yourself in
Let your body sink into me
Like your favorite memory
Like a line of poetry
Or a fucking fit of honesty
I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south
With my old watch on your wrist
And my thumbs inside your mouth
Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints
So your boyfriend has no clue
Of how much I've been touching you

My problem with me is my problem with you
It doesn't take much
For me to come unglued
I put my headphones on
And hear your favorite songs
And it kills me to know
That this won't be one of them

You know it saves me to think even for a little while
I owned the set of shoulders that you came to rely on
Like in that movie theater when you whispered in my ear
I almost didn't make it
This has been my hardest year
Your job is killing you faster than a cancer could
So now you're giving up like they always said you would
You've got that old map out now and you found the farthest town
You hope that if you're lucky this is where you'll settle down

I don't care where you move
I don't care if it's far
All that I ask is that I know where you are 
In case our timing is right
In case you need more from me
Than a bit of advice
Or a tongue full of sympathy

You know it kills me to see such a pretty girl so tired
You've got your mother's cheekbones and your father's crooked smile
Forget all those places that you've never really been
And all those situations you somehow found yourself in
Let your body sink into me
Like your favorite memory
Like a line of poetry
Or a fucking fit of honesty
I'll do my best to keep you, keep you sleepy as the south
With my old watch on your wrist
And my thumbs inside your mouth
Suck on my fingertips until you kill all my prints
So my girlfriend has no clue
Of how much I've been touching you

Without Humanity

Written by:  Gill Shutt

Your inside doing your stuff ,

I'm outside looking in .

I haven't got the things you've got ,

But then that's not a sin .

I see you going your way 

And ask: 

" How can it be 
That I see you and your life 
And yet you don't see me ? "

I have a heart that beats like yours 

And yet you never give 

A thought for me , 'cos I've not got 

A home in which to live .

Well let me tell you , I'm as good 

As any person here ,

But I must spend my life in cold 

And constantly in fear .

I'm spat on and I'm kicked about ,

And dead I'd not be missed ,

But worse than these is when you act 

As though I don't exist .'

Digital Editing Piece: Fade Away

An attempt to further improve image and art rendering to bring forth a whole new meaning in an otherwise ordinary moment. 

Enlightened Wanderers

Knowledgeable gestures upon the face

Unwavering faith laced with grace

Humility articulated from day to day

Tranquil empathy habitually conveyed

Blackened attire wholesome images

Compelling influence with boundaries limitless

Soul filled trust and grateful thoughts

Ensures troubled minds for happiness sought

Enlightened wanderers lifted from despair

By the hands of wisdom and welcoming care

Guiding light provided to all

Rejoice now friends and stand up tall

Futures bright with guided light

Thank every man every day and night.

Randy Sturridge