When a theist asks,
“Why is there something rather than nothing?”
it is just a poor and unproductive way to ask “where did everything come from?”
The problem with the question, “Why is there something rather than nothing?” is that it is presented in a way as though “nothing” is another something that could “be,” [...]

I was inspired to create a Pac-man remix after playing it again on the Xbox 360 over the weekend. I hadn’t heard those sounds in such a long time, they sounded so fresh and cool again. So I created “Ghostkilla Pac Attack” using different Pac-man sounds and my own 8-bit beats mixed with some dubstep [...]

“She Will Suffer,” a jazzy sadomasochistic erotic track I composed. Careful where you listen to this as there is some salacious\obscene language.
Click play to listen to she will suffer
Click play to listen to she will suffer (Instrumental version)

I composed “8-Bit Kung Fu” using low-fi kung fu sounds, commodore 64 synths, and asian strings. In other words, I was practicing my lo-fi 8-bit roaring hummingbird kick technique. Fighting sounds such as punches, swords, arrows, slaps, etc… were carefully arranged to create the rhythm\beat. I’ll also be working on a dubstep remix of this [...]

It’s Darwin Day, and on these days I like to pay tribute to Darwin by creating an art piece in relation to him and his contributions. This year, 2010, I made Charles into a garden gnome. Yes, that’s right, a garden gnome. I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. Once I seen the resemblance, I couldn’t [...]

A friend of mine that talks a lot of rubbish was spouting off about how bananas are not healthy for you, etc… which goes against what most of us believe about bananas. So my other friends and I were joking about how if that were true how all the studies and health experts that suggest [...]

“Searching for my Fair Lady” is an upbeat Dnb track I composed that features the vocals of David Byrne from “My Fair Lady” combined with the piano melody of darkangell’s “Searching for you.” I think everything came together real nice with this. It is soothing and moving at the same time.
Searching for my Fair Lady [...]

In regards to the Haitian earthquake, and the people suffering over it, Jim Wallis, a renowned liberal Christian, says that god is suffering with them. That’s right, god is suffering. He says,
“But I want to say this: My God does not cause evil. God is not a vengeful and retributive being, waiting to strike [...]

I created “Black Licorice” using a delicate balance of syncopated dubstep beats, glitched 8-bit tones, eastern vocals, and heavy wobble bass.
Black Licorice by Travis Morgan

“Umbra” is the darkest part of a shadow. In this dubstep track, I slice and dice Indonesian vocals and serve them with a side of breaks sprinkled with wobble bass accented further by a mysterious chilling melody.
Umbra by Travis Morgan

Pat Robertson, an American televangelist, has recently stated that the reason for the earthquake in Haiti that has killed an estimated 100,000 people is due to a deal they made with the devil a long time ago.
He says,
“Something happened a long time ago in Haiti and people might not want to talk about. They were [...]

On one hand, theists claim that god gave man free-will and that this omnipotent divinity does not assert its power over ones will and choices (because if it did than one would not have free-will), while on the other hand, some theists simultaneously claim that god answers prayers, performs miracles, and in general, intervenes. I [...]

According to Wikipedia,
“A miracle is a perceptible interruption of the laws of nature, such that can be attempted to be explained by divine intervention, and is sometimes associated with a miracle worker. Some suggest that God may work with the laws of nature to perform what we perceive as miracles. A miracle is often [...]

In horology, a wheel train (or just train) is the gear train of a mechanical watch or clock. In this track, “Wheel train,” I carefully arranged complimenting timepiece sounds, train whistles, and glitched out a fair\carnival organ melody that together create a unique experience taking listeners on a carnival ride through a Steampunk-ish environment. Enjoy.
Click [...]

Steam-tock was composed as a challenge to myself in attempt to create a working ticking Steampunk driven track. This could also be narrowed down to the sub-genre of Clockpunk, though I used so much steam to power this ticking piece, it could certainly be considered to fall into either. Strange vocals add some more life [...]

I composed “Feet in the sand” for the 2010 National Biodiesel Conference “Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Remix” Project. It features the vocals of snowflake, and the acoustics of pitx. It is meant to be light, uplifting, and motivating, and to make us think about and value the beauty of nature and the importance of being resourceful [...]

“Aluminum Sticks” was created for the 2010 National Biodiesel Conference “Reduce, Reuse, Recycle, Remix” Project. I made the track using sounds that were generated from drumming trash cans, bottles, buckets, pots and pans, etc… all natural sounds. Sounds I thought that when arranged carefully, created a feeling of thrift, of recycling, of being more resourceful.

“Birth” is an ambient sound-scape I composed for the “The White Cube Remix Project,” organized by ccMixter for the Oslo, Norway RAM Galleri Exhibit, “The White Cube 2009.”

“Translucent” is an ambient sound-scape I composed for the “The White Cube Remix Project,” organized by ccMixter for the Oslo, Norway RAM Galleri Exhibit, “The White Cube 2009.”

“Nephele Carnal” painted on my Apple iTouch.

“Alive” painted on my ITouch. Kandinsky style.

“Rooster” painted on my Ipod iTouch. Japanese Sumi-e style.

Taiji Dolphin Requiem is an underwater soundscape featuring the unique vocals of dolphins. It is meant to serve as a audible experience to supplement “The Cove” in reflection of the dolphins that have died there as well as the living ones still living there that find it their home. If you like this, you may [...]

“Float Along,” my latest track, moves you with a catchy whistling melody, a dubstep beat and bass, and retro classic efx. You may find that it has two sides to it, two sides that come together to make one complete coin. Jackal and Hyde style.

“Rainstick” is a track I created using a single choir pad glitching and retuning it 9 different ways and accenting these variations with an uptempo beat and Native American Indian vocal cuts.

My latest chill-driven dubstep track, “(I like the way) You give me Chills” features a plucked upright bass serving as the backdrop for front-side accents of 8-bit toned bleeps, synthesized rises, wobble bass, and scattered deep vocal cuts. Enjoy.

Click play to listen: (I like the way) You give me Chills

“Who’s that Thug” is a dark, moving, powerful dubstep track I created with a healthy dose of wobble-bass. I hope you enjoy.

Click play to listen to Who’s that Thug

“Tranquillize” is my latest dubstep track with a jazzy sax accented by mysterious processed vocals and electronic drops. It’s moving and calming at that same time. I hope you enjoy.

Click play to listen to Tranquilize

“The War Machine” is a track I composed back in July 09 for the remix contest, “People Let’s Stop the War” by Brad Stanfield of Freedom People in an attempt to earn a $100 USD donation in my name to the Peace Alliance.

Click play to listen to The War Machine

For me, participating in a discussion, argument, or debate, isn’t about winning or losing, it’s about understanding and coming closer to truth, to reality. I love it when errs in an argument or statement I might make is pointed out and corrected. I take out the trash and I learn something new.
I make healthy [...]

A picture I took of what appears to be the almighty Flying Spaghetti Monster on my iron. The image has reassured me that life is going to be good.

Have a Marry Christmas and a 2-steppen New Year with my latest bell bangin track! This track features the vocals of Santa, sleigh bells, church bells, and other appropriate holiday elements. This is not your typical holiday track. Please enjoy.

Click play to listen to Dubbish Rubbish Christmas

“Silhouette of Tibet” features the peaceful sounds of Tibetan peace bells, chanting monks, Tibetan bowls, temple gongs, and more to create that unique Tibetan tranquil feel. However, the track is also carefully riddled with chaos to disturb the peace… to reflect and compliment the struggle of Tibet and the Tibetan people. Composed to contribute to a “Save Tibet” peace project.

Click play to listen to Silhouette of Tibet

“Dice Cards” is an abstract art piece I designed using black-and-white elements such as script typography, dice, cards, and poker chips to create a complete uniform aesthetic form. The dice fan out as though they were playing cards. Spades were the suit of choice. The design is also horizontally mirrored where the two sides harmoniously [...]

Darkness Explodes is a Classical vs. Dubstep track I created for The White Cube Remix Project organized by ccMixter for the Oslo, Norway RAM Galleri Exhibit, “The White Cube.” The Chorus and Refrain: Shadows flicker on walls, colors hang in the moonlight, ideas burst, darkness explodes…in a space of white intimacy.
The RAM Gallery is [...]

Actions speak louder than prayers.

Prayer without action is hopeless. Action without prayer is efficient.

A female FSM design I created with distinguishing female characteristics such as noodly appendage eyelashes and tender meatball cheeks. The melancholic expression is up to the viewer to imagine its meaning. I thought it was a trait that would be unique and unusual, up for debate, something different then what one would expect from the [...]

“Quiver” is a mysterious and haunting track I started and finished on Halloween day. It reflects the spirit of Halloween and is my treat to you. Enjoy!

Click play to listen to Quiver

“Polaroid Lucid Dream” is a track I really love by a music artist known as “Neurowaxx” on CCmixter.com. He contributed the track to CCmixter to allow it to be remixed under the Creative Commons license. Liking it so much, I created two different remixes of it! Enjoy.

Click play to listen to Polaroid Lucid Dream (Blue Screen Remix)

Click play to listen to Polaroid Lucid Dream (Nightmare Remix)

An 8-bit Space Invader type design I created.

John F. Felix, the Rockford Higher Criticism Examiner at Examiner.com has interviewed me. The interview can be read here.
And the complete question/answer interview is below.

What is your family background? Do you come from a religious, freethinking, or atheist family?
My parents separated when I was an infant. Growing up, I bounced back and forth living between [...]

“East Sussex” was a fun track to create. It is laid back, chilled, and down-tempo song. It features a recording of two English gentleman talking, one who is doing a field recording, and another who question him about it.

Click play to listen to East Sussex

Time Decay is an ambient track I created with the intention to reflect the passing of time.

Click Play to listen to Time Decay

“Human behavior” a track I started and finished in a morning, features the vocals of Gandhi. Human behavior, conditioned and determined by nature and causality.

Click play to listen to Human Behavior

“Drift” my latest track, falls into the drum n’ bass genre with a dash of dubstep with house accents. Come and drift with me.

Click play to listen to Drift

My latest track, “When the lights go out” is accented with 8-bit sfx and mysterious vocals. When the lights go out, you forget me…

Click play to listen to When the lights go out

My track submission, “Slanted Voices” for Secret Mixter Summer 2009 has been chosen as an Editorial pick on CCMixter.com.

Click Play to listen to Slanted Voices

I had been working on Light Patterns for a while and had just never got a round to completing the track. Well, I finally finished it. It is fresh, gentle, and a little bit jazz glitchy. Enjoy

Click play to listen to Light Patterns

I first composed “Smallville” without any vocals, but later thought that some rap vocals would go well with the beat and melody. So I added the vocals of “Cue” and made some timing and sfx modifications to fit with the pella. Enjoy!

Click Play to listen to Smallville

“Stomp The War” is the second track I composed for the remix contest, “People Let’s Stop the War” by Brad Stanfield of Freedom People which if selected as their favorite remix will earn $100 USD donation in my name to the Peace Alliance. The track was carefully crafted to create a deep strong unusual marching type cadence/beat. I hope you enjoy.

Click play to listen to Stomp The War

My latest track, “8-Bit kraftsman,” is a delicate blend of typing, printer, paper, and vocal sounds carefully mixed with extreme 8-bit goodness.

Click play to listen to 8-Bit kraftsman

A friendly, optimistic, colorful, modern, professional logo I designed for Secular Netherlands (Seculier Nederland). Logo delivered with and without link below name.

“Heyo Wayo” is a drum & bass, dubstep-ish, dance track I recently composed. Feel the beat, the rhythm, and let your body go. Enjoy.

Click Play to listen to Heyo Wayo

“Granular Masochism” is an experimental track I composed using erotic vocal sounds which I granulated on my apple iTouch with the “Curtis Granular Synthesizer” application for the iphone.

Click play to listen to Granular Masochism

“Panda in tree” painted on my Apple iTouch.

“Lady Bug” painted on my Apple iTouch.

“Flowers in drinking glass,” Sumi-e style, painted on my apple iTouch.

“Zen Bluebird” finger-painted on my Apple Itouch.

Abstract portrait painted on my itouch, Francis Bacon style.

Click here to view finished painting. Or extra large – 1024×683
Clown Fish, painted on my apple itouch with “Brushes” mobile painting application.

Typographic Tree created on my itouch with the “Type Drawing” application for the iphone.

The Flying Spaghetti Monster (Typograghic) created on my itouch with the “Type Drawing” application for the iphone.
The Flying Spaghetti Monster (also known as the Spaghedeity) is the deity of a parody religion called The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster and its system of beliefs, “Pastafarianism.” Learn about the Flying Spaghetti Monster here.
See my Flying [...]

Click here to view Painting.
Painted from scratch on my itouch with the “Brushes” mobile painting application for the iphone. Bokeh light source in the background to create depth of field. Heavily inspired by safama’s photo.

My Albert Einstein Design now on the cover of the book! Physicist, Professor Fred Cooperstock – Department of Physics and Astronomy at the University of Victoria, Canada and his Publisher, World Scientific asked me if they could use my Albert Einstein Illustration design on the cover of Professor Cooperstock’s new book, “General Relativistic Dynamics.” I [...]

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I love Okinawa and thought is was only appropriate that I paint a familiar Okinawa scene. Beautiful hibiscus flowers are all over Okinawa, Japan. They accent the beautiful Ryukyu architecture.
I painted “Okinawa Hibiscus” on my itouch with the “brushes” mobile painting application for the iphone.

View completed painting.
I arrived at my kids soccer game about 45 minutes early, so I took out my itouch and started painting a fire hydrant nearby in the grass. It was really sunny so it was hard to see the screen and colors correctly with the glare and all, but this is the result in [...]

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I painted “Landscape painting” entirely on my itouch using “Brushes” mobile painting application.

“Toilet paper” was painted completely on my itouch.

Click here to view finished Painting.
An olive branch I painted from scratch entirely on my Itouch with the “brushes” mobile painting application for the iphone.

Playing the “Melodica” iPhone App on my iTouch 2g. Melodica, by CandyCane, is a musical melody app for the Iphone or Itouch that lets you play tunes like the tenori-on or the Tone Matrix. I had my itouch plugged into my computer speakers. You Can record your music or sounds by using a 3.5mm cable [...]

“Operator” is a soundscape I composed that captures the body of mans daily experiences with telephones and the mysterious operators voice on the other end.

Click Play to listen to Operator

Due to the popularity of my other two Albanian Eagle designs, I decided to create another Albanian Eagle design. This design features the Albanian two-headed eagle with elaborate feathers, lightening like tongues, rising in front of the sun while holding the Albanian civil ensign. I have made this design available for purchase at the Albanian [...]

“Power Fist” is a poster I designed for Earth Day 2009 with a powerful message in mind. U have the power to save a planet! When you pollute, lack resourcefulness, don’t recycle, are wasteful, etc… you might as well be smashing trees. Stop the pollution, do something for the only planet you can, the one [...]

An Earth Day Poster I designed for a contest hosted at my workplace. Made with watercolor brushes. Full size is 18×14. Earth day is April 22nd.

An Earth Day Poster I designed for a contest hosted at my workplace. Made mostly with watercolor brushes. Full size is 18×14. Earth day is April 22nd.

Another Earth Day design using watercolor brushes.

The no free-will bus campaign is going international! Featuring, “There’s probably no free-will, now stop worrying, as if you had a choice.” advertised on the side of buses.

Logic linking, rational thinking, socratic speaking, skeptical sleuths seeking out truths clouded in conditioned youths determined by causality to seek out the details of debris, part of some ultimate reality, following evidence with each sense condensed through perspectives fence of relativity realized through free inquiry, following leads, pulling out weeds, recognizing breeds thanks to evolution, [...]

Heathens, aren’t we all?
Respects are no longer paid
to all other gods.

Kill the last Buddha!
Bury him with the other
lords you’ve rejected.

The 2009 Camp Quest T-shirt design I created for Camp Quest UK. This is the male design, the female design is the same but with pink and purple tones.

Click image to see a display of the design on a t-shirt. Click here for the back design.
Camp Quest is the first residential summer camp in the [...]

My latest track, “Candy,” is full of flavorful, erotic, electronic, computronic, robotic, love.

Click play to listen to Candy

When theists say that an atheist cannot be motivated or cannot have “hope,” they are sadly mistaken. Their claim is that atheism doesn’t offer mankind the hope, comfort, happiness, and benefits that theism does. Of course it doesn’t! Atheism doesn’t offer hope via believing in a supernatural deity because a-theism is an absence of theism, [...]

A slow, abstract, mysterious, dubstep beat. I hope you like it. Vocal samples courtesy of Loveshadow.

Click Play to listen to Snowdrift

For all of you like myself that are sleepless night owls, I present to you my latest dubstep track, “Nightshift.”

Click play to listen to Nightshift

I was inspired to create “How the Record Spins (the comic),” as a result of my prose, “How the Record Spins,” which is a philosophical and poetic reflection of the process of music creation.
See the full comic here.

It’s one thing to listen to music, like what you hear, and even love it, but it another thing to play and to be played. You know you have crossed over when everyday natural sounds are now melodic, rhythmic, and beating in your head. You heart keeps in step, your tongue counts the beats, and [...]

I present to you my latest track, “Madame Guillotines Blade of life.” I think the music speaks for itself and needs little explanation, but I will say it reflects the likes of a opera musical with some hints of dubstep.

Click play to listen to Madame Guillotine’s Blade of life

I was inspired by a Japanese art piece I saw and decided to create a complimenting reflection of it through the medium of comic art. I created this entire piece, Crows, confined to the tools and elements available at pixton.com. The crows, branches, snow, etc… were created by using different shapes and forms in the [...]

I know Kung fu! – Unload with my wicked M2 Reloaded comic. Enjoy!

Check out my comic, 24 hour view, it is a silent comic in which the imagery and time of day does the talking. Also, let me note that it is 12 hours going down, and then another 12 going back up. 24. :)

My character Haywire is one crazy MP3 Player! He was featured on Pixton.com, and not to mention, I created him there too!

Click image to view my comic, “brokemyspacebar.” This comic was featured on Pixton.com

What can we learn from the LHC? Read my Large Hadron Collider (LHC) comic to find out! Enjoy!

My first comic! Enjoy! Click on it to see the whole thing. This comic was featured on Pixton.com

Take a trip to France with my latest track, Cafe Connection. It received “Editors Pick” at CCMixter.com.

Click play to listen to Cafe Connection

Ramune, my favorite drink, inspired me to compose this song. If you don’t know, Ramune is a Japanese carbonated soda that comes in a bottle, and at the top of the bottle is a marble. To open the bottle you must push the marble down into the neck of the bottle where it rattles around while drinking. I love the taste of Ramune and they are fun to drink. I composed this song with the intention to capture that experience. Nipponophiles, drink your heart out.

Click play to listen to Ramune pop

“Gaijin Affair” was a lot of fun to compose. I used several of the sounds I recorded in Okinawa Japan to compliment and lay the base for this glitch genre track. Nipponophiles welcome! Enjoy!

Click play to listen to Gaijin Affair

Does atheism define you?
Absolutely not. Atheism doesn’t reflect something you are, it reflects something you are not. It is of no substance by itself. Not believing in something doesn’t define who you are, just like not believing in fairies doesn’t define who you are. Most people are “afairiest,“ in that they don’t believe in fairies. [...]

I surrender unto you, “Unite,” yet another track I composed and arranged that took a hold of itself and went with were the moment carried us.

Click play to listen to Unite

When asked, “what is your favorite color?” My response could be no less than…
I do not have a favorite color per say, I value them equally. It is their differences and contrast to each other that allows their color to be differentiated from any other color, and thus these differences allow one color to compliment [...]

Funny how people say as a matter of fact that there is no matter of fact.

I present to you, “Intergalactic Railroad,” the latest edition to my “Beautiful Universe” album.

Click play to listen to Intergalactic Railroad

Summer day,
leaves, green and vibrant,
the morning dew drips off
serving the thirst of wild geraniums below.
Autumn comes,
and the leaves begin to wither and die,
spectators gather
to admire the beautiful colors.
Winter, the trees are barren,
the leaves have all fallen off,
and have been mulched
to fertilize the now frozen grass for next year.
Spring arrives,
the grass is green and healthy again,
and [...]

The death-like frigid air
sharpens its blades upon your sputtering lungs
having burrowed its way through twin nasal cavities
it crystallizes your breaths from the inside out.
Suffocating your zephyr with its own,
upon exhale, your life visibly evaporates before you.
And so it was with us that in defense of this nipping assault
with hands split and fractured like dried up [...]

I composed this track with the intention of combining the beautiful classic sounds of an orchestra with a smokin’ modern dubstep beat accented by hard hitting bass. The two genre’s complimented each other nicely. I hope you like it.

Click play to listen to Beautiful Universe

To prevent weeds from coming back, pull the roots out.

There is no “reason,” but there is a “cause.”

Name: Travis Morgan
Location: Roscoe, Illinois
Age: 31
Biography:
Born and raised in Rockford IL, I was enlisted in the U.S. Marines from 1996-2000, I am a father or four, husband, poet, philosopher, music artist, graphic and web designer, and truth seeker.
STORY:
I don’t believe there is a god or gods to believe in or to disbelieve [...]

My second track reflecting the 8-bit genre. I do not create my tracks on an 8-bit console but my tracks are composed in the spirit of the 8-bit music genre. I don’t feel the need to limit such beautiful sounds to one medium of instrumentation.

Click play to listen to Boysenberry 8-bit beat

I welcome change,
for only it is steady and consistent.
I welcome chaos,
for it is particularly persistent.
I welcome death,
as if I had a choice.
I welcome everything,
because I am its voice.

Bringing back the old school with an original 8-bit chiptune track, which I titled, “Remember Me.” I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed composing it.

Click play to listen to Remember Me

I am a cynic in the sense that I think that people intrinsically have underlying selfish motives whether they be conscious or unconscious. I have doubts in pure altruism, meaning that I think that most if not all acts have a selfish motive. While some acts may have been acted on in the interest of [...]

We are temporary beings subject to the laws of the universe and we are raised and shaped to have the mentality that we can “have it your way” when in reality we cannot. We are determined by a chain of cause and effects, and when things don’t go how we think they “ought” to, then [...]

The very determinism you deny ironically determined you to deny it.

I just got back from Okinawa, Japan and captured 100+ sounds (field recordings) from there. This tracks theme reflects Japanese traffic lights, intersections, crosswalks, and is composed with many of the field recordings I took there. I hope you enjoy it. It is mostly of a concrete music genre but reflects my unique abstract style that you can hear in some of my other tracks as well.

Click the speaker to listen to Wataru Lights

I just finished a new track titled, “Daily Transit,” which I composed to demonstrate the art of sound (Concrete Music). It is entirely composed of my field recordings with the exception of the organ and drum beat. If there are some sounds you cannot recognize as being “natural,” it is because I have remixed them a bit to compliment the beat of the song.

Click Play to listen to Daily Transit

An icy cold piano feud to chill you in the nude, I present to you my latest track, the “Frozen Interlude.”

Click play to listen to the Frozen Interlude

My latest track, “Dirty flowers,” are soiled in the earth, echoing todays vibrations, of what a cello is worth.

Click play to listen to Dirty Flowers

I created the track “Deer Chaser” using the sound of (you guessed it) a deer chaser I recorded in a Japanese garden. A “deer chaser,” also known as a “Shishi odoshi,” is a bamboo Japanese water fountain with an upright hollow pivoting arm attached to a water source that when the arm gets full it tips over creating a sharp unique sound. They were originally designed to scare deer away from a garden but are now also used as a garden ornament that adds a heartbeat to ones garden. See if you can figure out which sound comes from a deer chaser in the track.

Click play to listen to Deer Chaser

My “Russell’s Teapot” design. I hadn’t seen any real good-looking, clean, accurate, designs for Russell’s Teapot so I created my own. The teapot is zoomed in for you so you can see it, otherwise it would be too small to see as it is supposed to be, it is in an elliptical orbit around the [...]

Without further adieu, I present to you my latest track, the “Planetary Chronicles of New York”

Click play to listen to the Planetary Chronicles of New York

I present to you, “Flight of the bumblebee” like you have never heard it before. I orchestrated many different real bee sounds to create this symphonic bee journey.

Click play to listen to Flight of the bumblebee

Laws and penalties are in place to condition us to act a certain way, if one doesn’t act that certain way anyways because other conditions have determined them not to, then they are determined to face the penalties. Them having to face the penalties is designed to reinforce and strengthen the stimuli to increase the [...]

Determinism doesn’t give a squat about the meaning of something. It simply acknowledges that the motion of events\actions are due to a perpetual cause and effect relationship.
Those who think there is free-will on the other hand, they claim they have control and choices, that they are free from causality, and have control to work towards [...]

I often hear people speaking of how they want to be able to reach their “full” potential, as if they were currently operating at some lesser capacity. How I see it is, we are always operating at our full capacity because we only have one potential. Given the nature of causality, the engine of our [...]

The determination of what one feels is “better” is based on one defining a direction of ultimate completeness or “perfected” state of that in which one is trying to better. So betterment must recognize an idealized perfected state in order to determine one is in fact going in the direction of improvement.
But these improvements are [...]

Penetrating the scene with the momentum of a freight train, I present to you my latest track, “Quantum leaps.” It cuts through time and space like a knife slicing through warm butter.

Click play to listen to Quantum leaps

I present to you “string mechanics,” my latest dubstep genre track. This piece breaks out some strings and plays em dub.

Click play to listen to string mechanics

I’m delighted to introduce my newest dub\dubstep\glitch track, “chemical reaction.” Can you feel the chemistry?

Click play to listen to chemical reaction

I’m happy to present to you my newest track ‘Pressure’ which falls into the dubstep genre with hints of glitch. Dubstep really grows on you. I am really loving this genre, and I can’t help myself but to compose my own ‘dubstep’ tracks.

Click play to listen to Pressure

Is he who is intolerant towards intolerance any more justified to be intolerant then the intolerance he is being intolerant towards? Does his intolerance towards intolerance not make him a hypocrite?

What is it with guys and mech? We love robots, especially ones that can transform from one form to another. I present to you my latest track, “Back to Cybertron” inspired by the Transformers legacy and unique transforming sounds.

Click play to listen to Back to Cybertron

I present to you my latest track titled, “In the dark (at the club).” It has kind of a dub feel and when I listen to it I imagine myself taken away by the darkness of a club.

Click play to listen to in the dark at the club

This design is now on the cover of the book, “General Relativistic Dynamics,” by Physicist, Professor Fred Cooperstock.

One who takes pride in their modesty isn’t being as modest as they’d like everyone to believe.

Fusing electronic, hip-hop, and glitch together, I present to you, “Intercellular”, my new track, serving a pleasant outlandish beat.

Click play to listen to intercellular

My latest experimental glitch track creatively using sounds from the laundromat.

Click play to listen to coin-operated

A self art-trait of me trying to look cool when I am not.

An inkblot design I created that forms a skeleton between two deathlike figures.

A symphony starts
when the tempest winds blow,
moving gray cloud pads
behind lightening strings bow.
The thunder brass strikes
between the rain drums beat,
rippling once silent puddles
into hi-hat heat.
Undertones of texture,
crackling rooftop patter,
synthetic ambient ocean pads,
indoor muffled chatter.
Natures atmospheric ensemble,
Rhythm-ized to relax,
through the rain drums beat,
and its symphonic sax.

Guerilla global warming,
hung from careless hands,
sands slowly sinking,
shrinking tropic lands.
Temperatures are toasting,
roasting artic S’mores,
species extinguished,
dished by summer’s wars.
Heat strokes and skin cancer,
dancing through the smoke,
provoke Mother Nature,
all together now, choke.
Forests set a’ fire,
carbon in the sky,
goodbye dear planet,
for I murdered you and I.

Romancing free will is but an attempted love affair, a love affair with one’s self, with control, an effort towards independence from the causal environment. But because we are part of the casual environment, no real betrayal can be made, for any attempt to divorce from ones arranged marriage would be determined by the very [...]

We’ve all had em, lonely days. Since there are many types of lonely feelings, some of us may even feel a loneliness everyday. So, as a tribute to you and I on those lonely days…

I present to you, my latest track, It’s a lonely day today

1. They find the idea of being a descendant of an ape highly unfashionable and degrading. Their ego has grown since the days of their ancestors, and therefore they believe they are far too superior to have evolved from these ancestral apes. They would rather believe something that was written to sell to their senses, [...]

I see it time and time again, after a non-believer has explained away creationists arguments, the creationist will often end their argument with the question, “What if you are wrong?”
When a creationist asks a non-believer, “What if you are wrong?,” what they are really suggesting is that if a non-believer is wrong about god not [...]

Along with my newest urban art piece, I present to you its audio compliment, my latest track\soundscape, The Secret Hideout

My original design illustrating the Butterfly Effect. The butterfly effect is a phrase which encapsulates the more technical notion of sensitive dependence on initial conditions in chaos theory. Small variations of the initial condition of a nonlinear dynamical system may produce large variations in the long term behavior of the system.
The phrase refers to [...]

I find that many of the characteristics that creationists frequently apply to their god (I’ll be referring to the god, Yahweh) are contradictory and self cancelling. Creationists assert that their god has no beginning, no end, is an uncaused cause, and cannot be scientifically identified or examined as it exist outside of scientific observation [...]

I’ve always felt a great sadness over the atomic bomb nuclear attacks that took place on Hiroshima on August 6, 1945 and at Nagasaki August 9, 1945. I feel that this was one of mans biggest failures in judgment ever. Anyways, due to my feelings on the subject, I decided to compose a soundscape reconstructing one of the atomic bomb droppings. I begin the soundscape about a minute before the dropping, and you will hear what happens (or the lack of happenings) afterwards. I also created a signature inkblot design to go with it as a visual.

I present to you my soundscape, Hiroshima 08:15 August 6 1945

The fattest fairytale ever fed
fixes a folly to foil ones head.
Flattering its host with features to attract,
it forges a fiction flavored like fact.
It’s firm to force that flesh will fade
and fibers internal are forever in grade.
Made in faith this figure does flower,
framed as the most famous, favorite, phantasmal power.
Our father who art not in heaven,
figure [...]

My newest inkblot design, “Domino,” is an abstract piece that represents “causality” or the “sensitive dependence on initial conditions” which is also often known as a “domino effect,” or the “butterfly effect” as well as sometimes being referred to as the “chaos theory.”

I entered the Beth Hirsch Remix Contest with my song:
“Our Song (Warm Sun Office Window Remix)”
Ever been in the office while it’s a beautiful summer day? You look out the window and imagine yourself out there under the sun, feeling the warmth, one with the wind? That was what inspired my song, “Our [...]

Perhaps we are looking for a “why” to an “oops, wtf” first action that just keeps rollin’

I’ve entered the Victory Gin Hogs Remix Contest with my song:
Hogs Burnin’
Hogs burnin’ over a hot sizzlin’ fire, what more could you ask for. My first attempt ever to compose towards the country genre. It was very enjoyable to create the atmosphere and mood for this. There is a slightly special dramatic ending for [...]

Two low-fat milked out tracks I submitted to the “Victory Gin Milk Remix Contest.” These cold glasses of milk are on the house.

Spilled Milk (fricken Crazy Remix)

Whole Milk (Country Farmin Remix)

To live is to die a slow death.

I think of the universe, the planet(s), our lives, our biology, the nature of things, to be like an extremely complex domino effect. There are tiny domino effects that as a whole create one larger domino that is on its own domino effect level, and so on…Each domino effect representing a single larger domino that [...]

It’s up to you to figure out what makes my latest track “17,” so special. Is it the almost retroish 80’s sounding elements? Is it the masterful arrangement of vibrations? Or is it something different altogether to each and everyone that hears it. What is it about 17?

Click the speaker to listen to my track, 17

Do you feel the common pulse, the shared heartbeat, the familiar touch of you fellow man and women? Can see beyond his or her differences? Do you see the person for who they are, transcending race, nationality, sex, color, beliefs, etc…? Through the many veins that form the universe, the world, nations, and men, there is but one pulse.

Click the speaker to listen to my track, one pulse

Branches curiously root-like replicate themselves into the frozen air to jointly host today’s fair burden of romancing winters frosty breath upon their once deathlike limbs. A skeletal framework now flattered to be spangled by nature’s artistic compliments ironically outlines the now treacherous icy road routinely worn in attempts to make a living. Fortunately, the real [...]

It takes a bit of dirt to choreograph the freshest flower concert.

“Satellite City (Charlie Brown Remix)” was my song submission to AcidPlanet’s “Satellite City” Remix Contest. I titled it the “Charlie Brown Remix” because It reminded me of something that Charlie Brown might bob his head to. Enjoy!

Click the speaker to listen to my track, Satellite City (Charlie Brown Remix)

If love is “granted” because it is requested, is it of equal value to love that is volunteered without request? Here are my thoughts on this query.
If one loves another, and then asks that the other love them in return, I feel that such a request may belittle the love that the other person may [...]

If extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence, then how is it that a single word which represents such an extraordinary claim has the ability to survive for such a long time without extraordinary evidence to support it’s implications? Simple, never clearly define the word to begin with, and allow it’s hosts to adapt it’s definition to [...]

Children’s personification of inanimate objects compliment their imaginary friend complex and subjects them to being unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy to the point of where even as an adult they cling to an Imaginary attic friend whom they have been conditioned to believe really exists and should be referred to as an almighty [...]

Click to speaker to listen to my new track, Raven’s Requiem

Today, remember Charles Darwin whom proposed and provided scientific evidence that all species of life have evolved over time from one or a few common ancestors through the process of natural selection.

If it is the intention of Valentines day for lovers to express their love for each other to each other, then I think that the day defeats itself in serving its purpose. If one needs a special day to express their love and are doing so only because the day asks for it, then how [...]

Take a trip into the depths of space with my new track, “144 seconds of Oxygen.” The thing is, enjoy it while you can because you only have 144 seconds of air left in your oxygen tank.

Click on the speaker to listen to 144 seconds of Oxygen

I just finished a new track which I titled, “Salsa and Chips.” It has quite a Latino / Electronica / hip hop flavor. Enjoy the audio snack!

Click the speaker to listen to Salsa and Chips

I composed this track for my daughter Angelina when she was born just four months ago. I put a lot of thought into it and wanted to create something that was peaceful and warm. I carefully and strategically arranged this lullaby with wind chimes, bells, soft chirping birds, a mothers heartbeat from inside the womb, gentle drums, and other natural peaceful sounding elements that I thought would help Angelina fall fast asleep at night. It has worked great and she loves it. Now I would like to share it with you. Click the speaker to listen.

I present to you, Angelina’s Lullaby

“Around (Rise and Fall)” was my song submission to AcidPlanet’s “Vincent Bernay – Around” Broadjam Remix Contest.

Click the speaker to listen to my track, Around (Rise and Fall)

This is my second public Darwin Day e-card design release. Feel free to send this Darwin Day e-card to your friends.

I’ve seen some discussions lately that suggest that atheism is simply a lack of belief in god. This is somewhat misleading because atheists do not just lack a belief in god, they “disbelieve” in god.
To reach atheism, I think it must go in this order: Ignorant – agnostic – atheist.
By default we are all [...]

How dare I stare into the eyes of the universe when the infinite darkness between the stars can swallow me whole in just one glance and when reflecting on time my consciousness is raised yet suffocated at the thought that I exist in just a fraction of a speck of time’s infiniteness? As insignificant as [...]

This is my original Darwin Day card design in honor of and to celebrate the anniversary of the birth of Charles Darwin on February 12, 1809. The holiday is also an opportunity to highlight Darwin’s contribution to science and to promote science in general.

I understand the term “evil” as being analogous to “bad” in that it is a human construct or concept that is relative to and dependant on that in which a human perceives as “good.” Good and evil are simply the results of one’s discrimination between this and that and are in relation to how one [...]

As the momentum builds,
the air increasingly glides through your fingers
until, Wham!
Your palms collide.
As soon as you can peel your hands off of each other,
Wham! Wham!… Wham!
Again, you repeat
with great apelike movements.
A primitive means to communicate indeed,
Your hands red and stinging, yet a grin,
following the air between your fingertips
an ancestral smile lights up your face.
I wrote [...]

I have been hearing a lot of what seems like backwards mentality to me lately, like, “I am a Christian therefore I believe in…” instead of, “I believe in…therefore I am a Christian.” or, “I am an atheist; therefore I do not believe that a god exists.” Instead of, “I don’t believe that god exists, [...]

“Pick a card, any card.” Well, that’s what you think! Many of the most impressive and convincing card tricks in magic involve a “forced card.” A forced card is card that the magician has already determined you to choose. You think you are choosing a card, any card, freely and randomly out of the [...]

It gives me pleasure to introduce my latest track, “Truth Reflector.” I hope you enjoy listening to it as much as I enjoyed composing it.

Click the speaker to listen to Truth Reflector.

Why do you speak of “true love” when you can just speak of “love?”
When speaking of “love,” It is understood that love is true, for if it is not true, then it is not really “love.”
And if you must insist on speaking of “true love,” and at other times just “love,” then I [...]

Love is such an easy subject to be difficult. I often feel like I love everything equally. But then is it really love? For there is no contrast to distinguish it. To know love, mustn’t you know it’s contrast, it’s opposite? Perhaps just knowing the opposite is enough to define love without having to hold [...]

Don’t let anyone tell you it’s not your turn. Because when it’s not your turn, it’s obviously your turn for it to not be your turn. It’s always your turn for something. So when it is your turn which it always is, play well.

Some people say they write for themselves, and some say they write for their readers, and others say they write for both.
However, I am convinced that everyone writes for themselves. Even if they write for others, they are writing for others for themselves. That’s right, our motives are intrinsically selfish. If you are [...]

I came across an article over the weekend which talks about how christians claim that atheists must have as much faith in the big bang theory as creationist do in an omnipotent creator. The following is my reaction to that claim.
Being an atheist only implies that one does not believe in the existence of [...]

The relentless wrath of revenge revolves a rage remarkably reasonless.
Each side tied to stride inside an eye for an eye however unjustified.
Lies disguise this senseless mess, an infinite regress, obsessed to penalize.
Victims vandalize and violate virtues guide when they too, victimize.
The prize? Everyone dies.

Creationists often say that deep down inside, atheists really do believe in god. However, creationists are terribly mistaken if they actually believe this, because atheists do not believe in god, and they are not hiding a secret belief about god. I feel that creationist say this just to deemphasize their own doubts. I rather think [...]

My biggest turning point of how I understand the world and the people in it was at an early age when I pondered that around the world there are different cultures, values, religions, etc… and all of the people in their respective environments believe in their ways just as feverishly as those in other environments. [...]

I think it is quite curious that theists have to use heaven as their motivation to act “good.” If they are only acting good because they want to go to heaven, is the act really good? I mean, after all, their motivation is selfish. They don’t act good for god, they do it because they [...]

Unless I am asked, I see no reason to volunteer that I am not a football fan, or that I do not play golf, or that I don’t believe in fairies. There are not even labels for positions like these like there is for not believing in god (atheism). I think that the fact that [...]

The question shouldn’t be “who is god?” it should be, “what is god?” To ask “who” is god is to personify “god” and reflects strongly on that man created god after himself.
So, what is god?
God is a mythological supernatural being imagined by man to fill in the gaps to the questions about the universe and [...]

Theists often claim that a lack of belief in god removes one of hope, causes one to be cold, full of despair, and results in a lack of motivation to live ones life. However, on the contrary, I find quite the opposite is true, it is because atheists lack in belief of god, that allows [...]

Today I received the book “The God Delusion” in paperback by Richard Dawkins. It came in the mail from Amazon.com. I ordered it on Dec 30th, and received it today Jan 3rd. The free shipping was fast! I’m looking forward to diving into this.

What would Darwin Do?

“Time,” has been of interest to philosophers for ages. Everyone eventually ponders it. Some say that time does not exist, and others say that time is a measurement of change. And myself? You could say that I believe in Presentism. I do not think that there is a timeline that is laid out that we [...]

I’m aggravated with people (creationist) giving “God” all the credit all the time for everything that they find good, beautiful, and right, in their lives. This man-made “God” gets all of the credit that should go to Mother Nature. People should start respecting Mother Nature, not God. If people don’t take care of the [...]

I just ordered three new books from Amazon.com.
1. “The God Delusion,” by Richard Dawkins; Paperback; $11.85
2. “The Portable Atheist: Essential Readings for the Nonbeliever,” by Christopher Hitchens; Paperback; $11.90
3. “The Selfish Gene: 30th Anniversary Edition–with a new Introduction by the Author, ,” by Richard Dawkins; Paperback; $10.85
According to Amazon.com, they will ship January 7th. I’m [...]

Check out my new Zune! The back is designed by Nobumasa Takahashi.

The podcast you see here is from Point of Inquiry.

My latest atheist design:

This design sports many atheist symbols in fancy playing card style. You will see the pink unicorn, the infinity A, the evolution fish, pi, and more.

Animal crackers, a bologna sandwich w\ cheese, a folded up paper napkin, hearts in full freeze.

It has been through my observations and experience in life that has led me to disbelieve in the existence of a god. I have found absolutely ZERO direct evidence to support the theory that a god exist. I have researched and discussed the subject with believers and non-believers alike, attended various churches, and participate in [...]

Oh, what a wicked funhouse,
how its devices do deceive.
Take a ride on “Minds Mangled Mirrors,”
and you too, will believe.

This is my original “Flying Spaghetti Monster” inkblot design. The Flying Spaghetti Monster (also known as the Spaghedeity) is the deity of a parody religion called The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster and its system of beliefs, “Pastafarianism.” Learn about the Flying Spaghetti Monster here.
See my Flying Spaghetti Monster (Typographic) version!

“It’s Turtles all the Way Down” refers to an infinite regression belief about cosmology, the nature of the universe. Learn more about it here.

When is the last time you said “Hello” to your friendly neighborhood ink-bot? His rocket propelled boots allow him to soar high into the sky. I call him “RocketBlot” as he is my latest inkblot design.

You,
like the autumn leaves,
are dying.
Spectators gather
to admire the beautiful colors.

I work for a company that has a zero-tolerance policy. What’s amusing is, all the employees tolerate it.

The unyielding pursuit of freedom
tragically enslaves the pursuer to the pursuit.
For the very freedom one is pursuing,
was used to begin the pursuit.

I know you feel me
galloping around in your heart,
’tis me, that little child,
still finger painting art!
I know you hear me
when I tickle your ear,
“Hey, Mr. Grown Up,
you’re still my favorite Crayon engineer!”
I know you see me
when you look to the sky.
Remember us collecting the stars,
and when we first learned to fly?
I know you taste me,
when [...]

Her every word rides on the breath of disrespect and negativity,
infecting me like a virus, it spreads,
and slowly the life-force of my heart dims
swallowing my once optimistic nature
into darkness.
I come to a crawl
slithering like a snail,
destined to the endless tortures of her well aimed daggers.
I begin to think, that even death’s speed would be kinder
than [...]

Oh, victorious fireworks,
cast from our Fathers pipes,
the Fourth night you are the Stars,
and the rest you paint in Stripes.
Your explosive lights and sonic booms
echo our Independence debut,
the commencement of Freedom and Justice,
and the meaning of Red, White, and Blue.
Every home in the nation
breathes the smoke of your glory,
hotdogs, parades, and barbecues
around bonfires and a story.
Oh, [...]

Dear love,
Your heart beats
to the rhythm of the rain,
I feel your pulse,
in my every vein.
I see your smile
in every sun-drenched day,
I feel your kiss
and I become your clay.
I wipe away the tears
when I hear your cry.
I carry you like the wind,
carries goodbye.
Some say I’m crazy
and that love knows no death,
because I never stopped loving you
since [...]

Memories take hold
when the moment becomes still,
dear images from the past,
become today’s current thrill.
Archives taking refuge
in minds unable to let go,
another life,
to which every hour does owe.
Reflections of yesterday
escape into our lives,
a passenger of the present,
that sometimes still drives.
When the moment becomes still,
and memories take hold,
the paintings of the past,
become today’s new old.

The center of the sky,
my mind flutters
with the long, white, linen curtains dancing in the wind,
circulating the scents
of fabric softener
throughout open abodes.
It is there, I rest my back against
a centered Romanesque pillar,
casting it’s shadow upon the many
dried paint brushes
that color warm complexions
to the surface of the ground.
The surface of sound
echo’s
of wooden wind-chimes
soft reverb, complimenting
the zephyr’s [...]

Let go of the rabbit ears
and satellite dishes,
cable transports of terrorist militias.
Let go of this
polluting encyclopedia,
this box of brain rotting media.
Changing channels, reflect a violence,
of a world where politicians roar
and the honest are silenced.
Signals of hostility are hypnotizing our heads,
In turn,
turning our couches into brainwashing beds.
A murderer is set free
and an [...]

I see you hiding below your skin,
secretly waving to me to come hold you when
your tears fall revealing your soul
out from the chambers of bodily control
your cloak and dagger psyche pays me a visit
I see it, I know it, but I wonder what is it
connecting us so, I see it in your sparkle,
I feel it [...]

I threw myself off a building, donating my body to the air.
My cloths ripped off and went twirling, as did my head, with a tear.
My limbs twisted round, bending backwards into flames
and oh it felt good, compared to life’s wicked games.
With a hollow “thump,” my body smashed into the cold cement,
lifeless and raw, undoubtedly – [...]

Albanian Spirits has been redesigned! I will also be adding many new product designs soon, so keep checking back.

Designed for creative thinkers. This could be designers, philosophers, artists, and anyone who considers themselves a creative thinker.

The truth is only bitter to those who do not want to hear it.

I love 2 Design. I’m addicted to design, and all forms of it. I admit it. I stay up all night designing, and go to work each day on just a few hours sleep. But hey, I love 2 design…and that’s why I designed the “Love 2 Design” piece. For all you out there that [...]

I walk on butter bubbles
floating through park trees,
soaking wet,
my tongue between your knees.
You gasp in satisfaction,
You love it when I tease,
with the sun against your face
you say, “oh baby! again please.”
The air plucks your breasts,
creamy pink becomes rosy white,
irresistible sweet peaks,
why lick, when I can bite.
Moans echo through the grass
shaping into river streams,
toes curl,
and heaven [...]

Sunrise,
an open window,
a warm morning summer breeze carries
the scent of breakfast bacon
throughout the house.
Her smile,
an open doorway,
her hair gently drifts upwards
warm and golden,
Sunrise.

This is my second rendition of the famous “Albanian Eagle” from my Inkblot design series. I was inspired to redesign my previous Albanian Eagle for a Albanian friend of mine who requested that I use my artistic ability to give the Albanian Eagle yet another extreme makeover. I have made this 2nd Edition Albanian Eagle [...]

Dolphins are so cute, I just couldn’t resist creating my own unique dolphin design. (Used Japanese brush strokes.)

Like the ocean waves
we once watched together,
my body too, now crashes,
against those rocks.
Like the mist of air
that caressed our faces as one,
my mind, drifts,
on that ocean breeze.
Like the time we waited for the sunrise
on new years morning,
my skin, lingers,
ready to rediscover your gentle touch.
Like the warmth
that glowed between our love filled eyes,
my heart, melts,
with every [...]

I thought it might be fun to create my own basketball design using my inkblot technique. The end result turned out very nice. The basketball is clearly identifiable through the inkblot and is accented with air-like swirls that give it a fancy feel.

Our planet,
but a single pixel in space.
Our lives,
insignificant, or perfectly in place?
Little motions,
multiplying into megascopic reactions.
Little steps taken,
significant, or trite transactions?
I live on this pixel,
this pixel called, “Earth,”
and sometimes I wonder,
what it’s all worth.

A while back I redesigned the Albanian Eagle for an Albanian friend of mine. Well, I took it a step further and designed my own rendition of the famous Albanian hero, Skanderbeg. Skanderbeg is also known as, “George Kastrioti, ?skender Bey, and the Dragon of Albania.” Skanderbeg is a national hero for the Albanians as [...]

Sorry, I’m not going to do the unveiling, you are! Here is the question -
What space does emptiness occupy?
Now, all you have to do is post your theory, or fact, to the proposed question.

I wanted to design something fresh, clean, calm, and crisp, so I decided to design an “Apple Tree.” Using my inkblot technique, I set forth, and this was the final result.

Given that I do have some Irish blood and it is getting around St. Patrick’s day, I thought I would design an inkblot that reflects the Legend of the Four Leaf Clover. According to legend, each leaf represents something. The first leaf is for hope, the second leaf is for faith, the third leaf is [...]

“Frosty the Penguin” is one of the newest editions to my inkblot design collection. You know, how could I resist, penguins being so cute and adorable and all.

Nuclear tear drops
on terrorist head chops
between drive-by gang shots
cloaked in government conspiracy plots,
a revolutionist is silenced,
his free thinking condensed,
they censored his genius,
for how dare he go against
their hearsay and rules,
their schools for proud fools,
their faith without glue,
a faith in which through
dirty looks they shunned him
for his honesty, so brim,
trimmed in good intentions,
free from fabled extensions,
he [...]

Even after all the fights, and all the words exchanged,
all the painful nights, and expectations shortchanged,
through all the tears, after all these years,
I still do,
I still love you.

Sow thy seeds now,
thou pretense not parted
reveal thy rhythm guarded
uncharted text-scape,
cape of metaphoric tricks,
affix thy words fiddled
riddled selected picks
upon my fading canvas
kiss silent emptiness adieu
construe a bosom beat mix
fixed with message true,
tattoo thy bare passion
fashioned by I in you.

Given the time of the year, I decided to design a piece that would reflect the upcoming holiday, Valentines Day! I titled this inkblot design, “Angel Heart” and it should be obvious as to why.

Let my actions ring louder then the whispers of my words,
and may my whispers mirror the meaning of that which has occurred.

The Okinawa Summer Inkblot design is full in color and displays the beautiful spirit of the Ryukyu Islands. This artwork features hibiscus flowers, shisa, tropic sky, sun, and more… My passion and love for Okinawa was my inspiration to design this inkblot.

The meaning and power the word “hate” carries by simply using it can be devastating. When one says, “I hate this or that,” hate is not placed in that in which you hate, but rather in your own heart.

Cloaked in a charcoal clothes,
sneaky silhouettes tiptoe under lights gaze,
and it’s in these days, the brightest of days,
when out come the darkest of the shadows.
Haunting every form and every shape
Mirroring every movement and every ray
the darkness follows, for light’s its prey.
It lets no sparkle, nor glint escape.
Light is Jekyll, and shadows, Hyde.
You can not run, [...]

Butterflies, magnificent gentle creatures that fly so gracefully through the wind. Butterfly Breeze is my latest inkblot design that artistically displays the butterflies beautiful winged form.

The greatest martial artists,
when they become masters of the art,
and have found “The Way.”
They realize their best technique,
is not to fight.
Masters of and art often reach this stage of duality.

This piece is titled “Okinawa Sanshin” from my Inkblot design series. The Sanshin, is a beautiful snakeskin-covered Okinawan instrument that produces enchanting sounds that fills the hearts of all who listen.

It’s definitely our discrimination of the details that determines the difference between dull and dazzling.

If it is true that everything is a lie (an illusion), then the statement contradicts itself by being true, thus making the statement false by involuntarily proving truths existence.
If it is false that everything is a lie (an illusion), then it again simply proves truths existence.
Either way, Truth is proven to exist.
In life, “the illusion” [...]

Today I heard somebody say, “Where am I?” I thought to myself, “You are right where you are.” You are always right where you are. You are always right here and now. Then I pondered my use of the word “always.” “Always” is a word that shouldn’t be used lightly. It’s an endless word like [...]

James over at “Right On!” posted his opinion on a new plan called, Edge (Evolutionarily Distinct Globally Endangered), a conservation effort to save endangered species. James’s focus was on “man” and mans obsession with control and stepping in on Mother Nature by trying to preserve a “naturally?” dying out species.
There is nothing new about this. [...]

This piece is titled “Kijimuna (Okinawa Fairy)” from my Inkblot design series.
In Okinawa, there’s a kind of ubiquitous sprite or goblin known as kijimuna, though in the northern area it is called sema or bunagaya which means “a living thing with a large head.” Most all of the stories describe the creature as a little [...]

This piece is titled “Smokin’ Hearts” from my Inkblot design series. Especially designed for the rebel in you. Click the image to enlarge it.

I am, of course, none other than blank verse. I don’t know where I’m going, yes, quite right; And when I get there (if I ever do) I might not recognise it. So? Your point? Why should I have a destination set? I’m relatively happy as I am, and wouldn’t want to be forever aimed [...]

This piece is titled “The Womb” from my Inkblot design series. I designed this inkblot because today my wife told me she is pregnant with our fourth child.

This piece is titled “Quad Kicks” from my Inkblot design series. I’ve been rollerskating since I was about 14 years old, and have always loved it. Therefore, I was inspired to create this inkblot dedicated to the art of Rollerskating.

The obsessive compulsive perfectionist part of me wants to fix the crack in my windshield,
and the creative artistic free part of me wants to leave it, feeling the fracture adds character to the car.
Character…?
More character then what the already now stale squash scented air freshener adds to its interior?
Yes.
I think that perhaps the two compliment [...]

This piece is titled “Enter the Dragon” from my Inkblot design series.

When people ask me what religion I am,
or what do I believe…
I reply,
“I believe in the truth.”

This piece is titled “Blazin’ Aces” from my Inkblot design series.

I laid there,
a seasoned vet of time,
inhaling the blue of the sky,
exhaling the whites of the clouds.
The air felt lighter,
scents smelled fresher,
tastes tasted sweeter,
and everything radiated in “love.”
Time was no more then a measurement,
and I had spoiled, but like a fine wine.
I knew my place, my oneness with all.
No “me,”
No “you,”
My final breaths were riddled
with [...]

This piece is titled “Albanian Eagle” from my Inkblot design series. I was inspired to redesign the traditional Albanian Eagle for a Albanian friend of mine who requested that I use my artistic ability to give the Albanian Eagle an extreme makeover. I have made this design available for purchase on tshirts and some printed [...]

This piece is titled “Summer Kites” from my Inkblot design series.

Ice pterodactyls,
fractals frozen through,
rendered from the heavens,
coloring hell blue.
They fell while I slept,
while I dreamt of just you,
you, and your lips,
seductive, yet true.
An illusion, a dream
a dream of perfections,
tattooed in warm lips,
answering wakes lost lover affections.
Intimate reflections,
where we snuggled and held each other warm.
We hugged and we huddled,
we cuddled in one form.
Surrender! Titan snowflakes!
So that [...]

This piece is titled “Shisa” from my Inkblot design series. Shisa or Shiisaa (Okinawan: siisaa) is a traditional Ryukyuan decoration, often found in pairs, resembling a cross between a lion and a dog. Many people put a pair of Shisa on their rooftops or flanking the gates to their houses. Shisa are wards, believed to [...]

This piece is titled “Clowning Around” from my Inkblot design series. Some see a clown, and others may see a duck.

While searching for the sweetest kiss,
I found you in a moon.
You drugged me in your liqueur lips,
fed by sugar spoon.
Mesmerized by your buxom peaches,
exchanging oral mist,
I’ve known no drug as sweet as this,
this nectar in your kiss.
I traced the lines of your lips with mine
like a detective traces clues.
Curvatures so moist and warm,
formed in fevered [...]

You make more difference then you know.
You create the spark,
which grows into a flame,
that then flickers and spreads,
eventually turning into deep burning coals,
kindling the world.

Have a problem handling the truth?
Take it down with a cup of understanding.
Don’t understand?
Then empty your cup.
Now you’ve made a mess.
Clean it up.
Now go wash your hands.
Now go.
You are ready.

As I was flipping through the channels on TV last night, I came across a show titled “Inked.” Which apparently is a reality show on a tattoo parlor in Vegas. Customers would come into the parlor and request a tattoo to be inked onto their skin. What caught my attention though were these two senior [...]

She told me “You have beautiful eyelashes,” so I ripped them out and gave them to her.
Then I said, “You have beautiful eyelashes.”

There is no within or without when one understands ones oneness.

Complexity can only exist through simplicity.

October-16-06, I dreamt that I time traveled. I was in the Marines again; I think it was boot camp. I knew I was back in time, as I was aware of the present (my wife, kids, etc…) I was in search of a building, which I knew had this time traveling device, a time [...]

The winter snow fell in fall.
Dry snowflakes,
landing on my tongue
slipping into the darkness
scraping their corners against the back of my throat on the way down.
Yes,
these evil little grits,
disguised as soft and cuddly snowflakes
forced winters sandpaper down my central cavity
turning me into a sore trumpet.

I often remain silent.
For words representations and counseling to and from the truth are rarely if ever adequate delegates.

Everything I say is a lie.
Everything I do is true.
Words either guide us to or away from the truth.
They cannot be mistaken as the truth itself.
Ironically, even lies are true to themselves.

I construct,
in the dusty corners of the moon,
orchestrating art,
with knife
and spoon.
I conduct,
under the orange peel of land and lakes,
moving vibrations,
communications
of beats and breaks.
I compose,
on the whites of fallen trees.
Alphabet remixing,
rhyming,
Siamese.
I create,
on every canvas and coast.
Romancing with form,
an artist,
art
engrossed.

When will I know the color of the flames in which money burns?

Please _leave _a _message _after _the _beep…
Beeeeep!
Hello, It’s me.
Where are you? It’s three.
Anyways, here it goes,
I’m tired, and it shows.
It’s over,
we’re through,
and this time its true,
as true as the colors of your blows.
The attraction is gone.
You’re reserved and withdrawn.
There’s no flame, just cold
and this feeling, so old.
I needed to feel needed,
wanted and seeded,
in love.
Out of [...]

She kissed me,
in BBQ sauce glossed lips
- cherry red
bled from hot wing tips.
She extended her tongue,
slipping it down my throat.
Intoxicated, she whispered,
“You devilish dreamboat.”
She lavished me,
almost swallowing me whole.
and I loved it, her,
tasting my soul.
Tonight, I was her basket
on a balcony of lust.
Picnicking with passion
like the wind romances dust.

They disappeared,
both of my angels,
while playing with those monsters
in the adjacent green.
Searching,
crazily, I entered neighboring homes -
for my own,
missing.
Frantic, I
followed the echos
of children playing in the distance
- little voices
My bloodline severed,
nowhere to be found,
I broke, tears ripped from my eyes
and I sang the tune that anguish cries
Later to be nipped
in my rump
to the spin of [...]

The train stopped in its tracks – literally.
The lights went out.
It was silent except for the musky smell of the old seat fabric. (As if a smell could make sound.)
Passengers began whispering and curiously looking around in wonder.
Under their breaths, panic lurked.
An intercom message riddled in a haunting static buzz broke the murmuring mix.
In Japanese, [...]

Master of the Universe
Mr. know it all
Jack of all trades
A solution to every call
An answer for every question
Aren’t you the professing pro
Don’t you just know everything,
except for what you don’t know
You can fool the green
Throwing tricks off your shelf
You can play the ignorant
while betraying your own self
Trapped in endless tales
Just touching truths surface
Relentless king of [...]

Dreadful words,
every month they went out
threatening the days,
inflicting tortures,
and often laughing,
for having deprived us of the moon.
This poem is an Erasure. Erasure is a process by which you can take any text and from it, create a poem. You do so by erasing words from the existing text, and the words that remain creates your [...]

After a brief “remove plastic and stir” intermission,
I pressed which apparently was the microwave “LAUNCH” button,
for in the following moments, the microwave door sprung open,
launching my Country Style Chicken TV dinner through the air.
Peas ricocheted off the ceiling and cabinet doors,
and torpedoed the feline water dish below.
Gravy drenched potatoes splattered the kitchens lime green walls
and [...]

It wasn’t until I woke up, that I realized I was sleeping.

Harry Rutherford over at Heraclitean Fire has doused my blog in flames by graciously decorating me in the “nicely designed but seriously poor content” award! Oh, how I do appreciate an honest review. Conversely, upon such a statement as “seriously poor content,” I would have liked to have seen some paradigms to back up his [...]

The cafes stone wall leaned against my backside.
My order was in,
a “Kicken Roast Beef Bagel Sandwich” was in preparation,
and when properly groomed, it would call out my first name
as though it, I, and its designers, were familiar.
As I fondled the roughness of the wall to pass time,
the bell riding door handle turned, “Ding, Ding!”
- and [...]

In a dry spell,
rain falls, but only between your toes.
You can run, skip, and play through it,
but still, you’re left dehydrated, baked,
and crunchy.
In order to overcome such a drought,
you press on,
until another spring comes along
and humidifies your voice again.
Then, like a wet sponge, soaked
in the juice of inspiration,
again, you quench the desert’s thirst
through the perspiration
of [...]

Quote him,
Quote her,
Quote me
if thou must prefer.
Strew thy pages
in another’s tongue,
plastering posts
in reused moth-eaten dung.
Might as well spell
“unoriginal” as thy title,
for thine entries
seem like a parrot recital.
Not one novel idea
or thought of thy own,
just another wannabe me
blogging clone.

Why art thou so defensive?
Was it something I said?
It is thee, who allowed me to move thee,
thou and thy discriminative head.
Thou grasps at an idea of how the world should be,
and to thee, any other way is a good as dead.
Thy way, my way, his way, hers,
our way, always, one way wed.
Behold, I am thy [...]

Time taxes life
until were left bled,
dead bankrupt,
caught up,
having paid our debts
of breaths
to the flower beds we’ve tended
to carry on our name
through their pollinating payments
to the soil,
loyal to preserve
our footprints tints of a
transient existence.

I’m microscopic
in this seemingly infinite universe
where dust and sand
are my inferior companions.
Canyons swallow me
as if I were a rain drop
sent on the rays from stars
of the past.
I am but a single element,
belittled by that in which is beyond my reach.
How could I be so arrogant
to value myself over a lonesome blade of grass?
A blade of [...]

Accidents do not happen,
actions and reactions do.

These written rhetorics I read
exceed the daily dialogs between
routine conversationalists exchange
of speech arranged on the fly by thought
wrought with weighted words wound
around past experiences influential
designer hands in motion thin
perceptions of peoples faces masking
private places from phantom truths
tracing the one and only truth that these
written rhetorics I read
exceed the daily dialogs between
you and I

I bet you’ll tell me this crap is great,
and create a calligram smiley face
behind strings of phony praise
and confidence boosting barbs
beckoning me to continue
with my uneducated attempts
to write
poetry with meaning,
leaning on a web thesaurus
for synonym support to uphold
a clicheless catwalk of words
strutting their stuff in unison
for a common cause – to strike
emotion into the wanting [...]

A discussion took place here and here on the sharing, criticizing, and commenting of poems.
It seems the subject came up as a poet questioned whether or not that one should
share their poems with the public or not and how criticism affects a poet.
My first reaction to this plane of thought is to raise the question,
“Who [...]

An epic battle unfolds
between man and paper
leaving a trail of bloody ink
flowing from top to bottom
swift slashes
ashes the once virgin page
staged with graceful loops and blots
plots of the Flying Dragon Brush style
swept between parallel lines outlined
in calligraphic movements
of brushes Tiger Claw Bristles
moving the page forward
on Frogs Footprint Form
hopping through the canvas
catching flaws with an elastic [...]

Clouds brush the sky
in calligraphic spirals of ink
dripping on origami shaped lands,
which upon impact… Splosh!
forming into droplets of rain.
Off the tips of white lotus heads,
dragonflies skip,
rippling waters once motionless surface,
stirring brush painted koi
resting below.
Lily pads touch,
then float apart again.
Bamboo chimes collide,
lift, and spin on tsunami winds
breath, of an ancient ocean tide.
Outside haiku, brew
on boiling kettles [...]

Missed the alarm
Brushed teeth
Put on clothes
Started car
Raced to work
Four minutes late
Turned on laptop
Logged in
Checked email
Remembered last nights dream
Scary
Mouth dry
Hands dry
Coffee cup empty
Missed the alarm

Why must I compare thee to a star,
when thou shinest brighter than any star I’ve gazed?
How can I relate thee to a prickly rose,
when thine eyes shalt never wilt a mans heart?
I shall not express my love for thee
with metaphors, similes or words direction.
Nor shall any amount of kisses and hugs suffice.
My affection for thee [...]

I hear birds sing,
I am their song.
I feel winds breath,
and I float along.
I smell flowers fragrance,
and become the scent.
When the trees tremble,
I am present.
I see the sky
I am a cloud.
I swim the sea,
depth endowed
I touch your face
and feel your heart.
I taste the spirit
of natures art.

As far as the creative block is concerned,
Forget everything you know, and you don’t know,
Remove your opinions, and just be. Receive the world unfiltered.
Move with the energy you can’t always see, yet feel.
Take the time you need to connect with the environment
and when you’re ready, you will know when,
let your fingers move to the sound [...]

Favorite fan, spinning paced
whirling wind, window cased
Stirring in fresh squeezed air
Soothing spirals freshened fair
Citrus rays shadow through
blades of breeze, sun brewed
Mornings breath, cotton laced
vents vanilla apartment space
Refreshing tonic, honey winged
Lifts my spirits, season stringed
Zephyrs zest warming waltz
stimulates senses, freeing faults
Amorous affair with winds wand
Generated on gyrations au fond
Fills my room with cooling crush
Humming breaks the [...]

Magnetic steel blue eyes
painted in shadow rings
struggles to find midnight
bound by wakes strings
Hollow limbs maneuvered
moved by restless mind
missing moons slumber
where dreams do unwind
Days speed intoxicates
passion charmed veins
Fearing missing moments
soaked in wonders rains
Night calls left unanswered
buries me days best friend
Grave unrest rebounds me
on death beds pillow mend

My heartbeat
eats the world
swirled in caramel pebbles
of love and hate disguised
by lies based on truths sweet tooth
for questions and answers relative dependency
to exist with one another
under the skies and stars
wooing the moon and Mars
sending goodbyes through laughs
and cries tearful smiles
smiling at flowered roots unfolding
through soils depths holding
my grave perfectly in place
where my final fatal
h e [...]

I’ve been told to speak more lightly
Politely, sugar coat my words
My verbs are too direct
Subject to the defensive weak
oblique minded small talkers
Gawkers, offended by my
dry honesty
Tragesty gossipers
Worshippers of wish-wash
I’ll squash you with my clarity
Verity in my speech
Each word to the point
Anoint your mind with my
supply of rubbishless replies.
Revise your jibber jabber
Blabber not a word of [...]

Upon arriving,
I would have never known that by the time I left
that I could find myself in love
with its easy going spirit.
A spirit that took hold of me,
embracing my heart in its kingdom,
the Ryukyu kingdom of worry free wonder
and a peaceful calm.
I felt in place on these Islands,
Islands of serene color where its people
are brothers [...]

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip, Pop!
Cop off another
cocktail of canned responses.
Responses containing artificial flavor.
Savor thy words I will not.
I will not,
I will not
be blinded by thy hollow eye.
By and by, thy will collapse.
Relapsed by lies weight
Slate upon thy shoulders.
Boulders that must be repeated,
treated to maintain the illusion
that no intrusion of falsehood
is seated.
Greeted by malcontent,
cement upon thy flowered words
curds thou [...]

Dost thou care not thy purpose?
Worthless art thy steps unguided,
divided by thy heart and mind enchanted.
Granted, tis not thou I blame.
Framed by thy settings ignorant brow
thou hast been claimed.
Ashamed be not, for thou be
unfree, inferior to a captive dot,
caught in natures unsealed destiny.
We art but expendable dust,
thrust upon changing seas.
Guarantees are few to none,
spun between [...]

Visually impaired,
I smell a storm is stirring
- raindrops reach my heart

blankets of warm clouds
cover me gently at night
- the trees tuck me in

What becomes
of the fallen cherry blossoms,
when the mighty east wind blows?
Would they settle
to the twist of dragonfly fist
or would the stay composed?
Suppose their petals
flew through the air
slicing the wind in two.
Samurai would bow
wondering how
such delicacy could bend bamboo.
Under the tea house,
embroidered kimonos
take their final drink…
…for green tea is no match
for the beauty of east winds
mighty [...]

Dusk falls,
and on the tips of bent blades
little glowing heartbeats rise
illuminating the darkness
Lanterns of love
hovering through the air
their tails set afire
lovers blinking night affair
Moons mini murmurs
levitations of light
pulses of passion
fashioned in flight
Golden stars of the land,
echo nights constellated sky,
astral illuminations,
of the stellar firefly

golden delicious
carved into newborn babies
tend fresh rotting teeth

The most perfect poems ever composed,
drifts in thoughts undisclosed.
An inner voice whirling rhyme
Changing form, prosodic in prime
Whimsical words wheel along
psyches fleeting secret song.
Hidden harmonics undefined
Melodic metrics move by mind
Internal compositions, vibrant yet shy
Silent serenade subjective to I
A dynamic concerto in constant change
Where egos lyrics madly rearrange
Estranged metaphors bend in brains
Similes of life flow through veins
This [...]

Our minds do not see. Deceived by what we perceive
to be serene is actually polluted views unclean,
string beaned, between our fixed opinions and
faulty discriminations, misinterpretations of
a void reality. Neutrality polluted, rooted
in uncontrollable random conditions of
atmospheric environmental influences
sequences of manipulated thought
caught in material phantom facts
taxed by a disguised haunting
wanting – needing to believe
To believe we receive [...]

This poem was solely composed
through the employment of spaces
separating words short travel from
attic to fingertips into meaningful places
creating a form of art through typography
viewed through monitor screen cases
glowing glass display displaying type
to visiting faces frowning on such races
as this string of words whimsical rhyme
timed to meaningful text separated by laces
of space and design..

Why do these exquisite snapdragons
arranged so neatly
in a hollow vase
for my viewing pleasure
make me feel so sad?
Could it be because their life
has been selfishly plucked
from their natural habitat
and put on display
for everyone to admire
their temporary beauty
wither and die?
or
because it reminds me of
my transient status which
I have not been able to comfortably accept yet
and that I [...]

There are no ugly things,
nor beautiful things.
Only ordinary things.
Things in which light and shadows highlight,
and perspectives distort.

Peeking through the thick of his brunette-do
silver strands found their way
between combed side locks
accenting his once young features
with the shade of seasoned experience
reflecting the length of the many moons he has seen
chase the sun around the stars constellations
designed by an entity he is incapable of fully understanding
through a mind molded by an ever changing environment
in [...]

I see the sun
shining brighter
than the words I’ve
written down
suggesting its light.
Ah, a radiance
lost in translation.

snowflake chandeliers
twinkling spiral air travel
ends, melted on tongues

The cherry blossom tree
sneezed on the wooden bench below,
covering it in pink petals,
accenting the snow.
A sound was made,
but no echo was heard,
for cherry blossoms of the palace,
kiss without word.
A swift samurai wind,
swirled the petals through the air,
passing pasty white faces
with calligraphy for hair.
There, they found their home
on her once virgin kimono,
painting it imperial,
with a haiku [...]

Just today, I
found you again.
In a scent, your
face touched my skin
I opened the bottle, and
my breath was taken.
There you stood with me,
an old flame awakened.
“Japanese Cherry Blossoms”
labeled the pink petaled perfume.
Although to me, it labeled you.
A familiar aroma of love in bloom
Like a tsunami tidal wave,
recollections of you and I drowned me.
Quenching my affections waking [...]

Once you understand that the only thing that is certain is “change”
and realize your oneness with the motion of changes movement,
“I” disappears, and reappears with everything as one whole.

“Nothing lasts forever” implies that
a: “nothing” will exist forever
or
b: everything will eventually cease to be including “nothing?”

A few words
pieced properly,
are far more plentiful
and effective
then a thousand
words spoken
without
an objective
———————–
Value
is not found
in the volume
of words we whisper
Rather it’s found,
in the few
relayed rightly

She led me to a watch tower,
to show me a collection of wings
but it was nightfall,
and not a bird was to be seen.
Yet we stayed, and watched the sun,
run its descent below distant rice fields,
fields which spoke to us
in the tongue that fever wields
I embraced her from behind,
holding her close as her body would approve.
The [...]

3D constructs pressed
into paper airplanes
with obtuse angles
folded and creased
released upon air supports
transport of light objects
complex fractal shapes
with scraping edges
wedges and geometric
forms formed by algebraic
formulas floating origami
bomber cranes vain
triangular rogue corners
foreigners kamikaze flights
dresses walls whites upon
impact bends its nose
landing ungracefully where
wall and floor meets and
seats this piece of plicate paper
tapered by pilot hands artistic
ballistic flight plan.

However heavy the hyper highway hurries,
worries weight is wired in our wide area networks
security support system of safety nets
backup cassettes cased in concrete closets
data deposits dumped behind firewalled framework
meshwork meticulously networked in nodes
of load balancing overworked workers surfing
server software, pinging protocols plexus
nexus of numbered binary codes crackable
to a few elite hackers and crackers code
crazed clients [...]

Olive blades bent over with sharpened dew,
catapults cricket legs above overgrown shoots.
Midair, they salute caterpillars catching zzz’s,
in hope to land on cherry blossoms bosoms.
Captivated by the slingshot performance,
virgin fruits blush, instantaneously ripening.
Nearby, tree roots break earth’s surface,
to witness the marvelous trampoline acrobats
Cicadas in neighboring trees hum
“the ride of the valkyries” tune
as though there were an [...]

They report
of nothing
in every article
that uses commas.
Scores of gentle hiatus,
to think over the surrounding context.
Text often poured in syrup
of sticky inconstancies.
This emptiness,
expressed in a half moon crescent,
accents movement with a pause,
vacuuming sound in-between words.
A silent vacancy,
which resonates an accuracy
liberated from languages
playful misguidance.
Negative space accentuated
through the surrounding contents adrenaline,
curling vibrations of meaning
through quiet whispers of [...]

Mike offers a 1-Minute Contemplation:
Is violence always wrong? If not, when is it justified?
Gautami Tripathy said…
Violence is not always wrong. I feel for self defense we need it.
I said…
What do we defend though…We defend attacks…Not all attacks are violent.
So why would it be OK to violently defend oneself against a nonviolent attack?
Violence rebounds itself… I [...]

Freeze present moment
Spent in fevered flames
Contain time expended
Bended on raptures rains
Rains of love felt tears
Smears my heart red
Wed me in this instant
Cement this wink dead
Hold my feelings frozen
Chosen not to escape
Shape this time forever
Never leave souls scape
Let this flame flicker fair
Where kindles do burn best
Heat passion ignited blood
Bud forever within my breast
Suspend this feeling now
Allow [...]

Almond eyes, flickering fair
burning bronze, deep and rare
Sepia ashes circle below
coals deep burning gentle glow
Tender carnation lips of desire
Kissing mouth of spellbinding fire
Thy tender touch triggers flames
Torching suitors hearts and veins
Lovelier than bathing butterflies
In thy wake I’m held hypnotized
A fragrant flower without name
Yet thy beauty remains the same
’cause thou hast kindled my stone
I wish to [...]

Little market girl what’s your name?
I see you sitting there every day
with your mother selling herbs,
once planted on residents curbs
I see you, but I dare not stare
Other passerby’s pay you no glare
I wonder why you’re not in school
I feel the world has been too cruel
I contemplate what I should do
Anything, something, just for you
You look [...]

For a moment, I fell in love with her pretty face… in a drivers side mirror.

Your rescue efforts are exhausted,
frosted in obfuscation.
Hopeless dead ringers,
deadlocked in animation.
Doubt squeezes your breath,
and suffocates hollow eyes.
Disguised in your grinning face,
lay underground goodbyes
Lost in translation,
and stirred in a maze,
paths leading nowhere,
but endless okays.
Days introverted conversations,
between you and your moods
concludes to a doorstep
prepped for minds skewed.

I’m exhausted,
by these bullet train thoughts.
This relentless race track mind,
blurring everything in its path.
Questioning, examining, calculating
the world, in search of what?
Answers…
unreachable in their constant motion.
I’m tired of interrogating,
translating thoughts and emotion
into meaning, leaving my head dizzy
busy as blenders whirling blades.
Imagination gone wild,
compiled in never-ending reflections
of passenger trains locomotion,
carrying me to my grave.

My poems,
extensions of your own,
may not seem directly related,
in which they are shown.
Bone fragments recycled,
rearranged, and sold.
Inspired through life,
old words retold.
Rolled into one,
none are without tales,
of you and I, and
the birds and the whales.
Sails of the pen,
through ink at hand,
expands to blank sheets
and reheats used sand

If one were to ask me…
What are you doing right now?
Where are you from?
Where are you going?
I would have to answer…
I am in-between coming and going.

As we age,
do our bodies absorb
and accumulate the scents
from our lives?
When we are ripe,
grandmas and grandpas,
do we reek
of experience?

Expect nothing. And don’t even expect that.

In order to write,
sometimes,
we must forget
words.

That’s an itch,
and this a scratch.
Or are they the same,
perfectly matched?
Minds attached
to a switch,
“Off and On”
a distinctive glitch.
Pitch me a fork,
cork and spoon.
Utensils we use
under one moon.
Tune your piano
to the rain.
Gain your freedom
from slain brain.

Pooping ice cubes
in volcanic sands,
melts tornado mints
on etch-a-sketched lands
Bands of wired butterflies,
fly out ringing ears.
New year’s explosions,
diving toilet engineers.
Twisted intestines,
shaped into a poodle.
Eaten with chopsticks,
like sushi and noodle
Technicolor gardens,
of heaven and hell.
The spell of a poet,
spit from inks well.

Over the hills and through the trees,
I’ll catch you in a box.
I know you’re their moving the air,
you sneaky flying fox!
Ocean waves speak your name,
they move to your touch.
Much as you hook a kite,
I will sink you such.
There you are guiding the leaves,
whirling them round your thumb.
Dumb of me not to see,
you’ve mastered every crumb.
You [...]

I long to feel your melting touch,
the warmth of your hand.
You ignite me with your sparkle,
flamed by eyes command.
I run to greet your sunshine smile,
kissed with dimpled cheeks.
Every word from your scarlet lips,
my ears soundly seek.
It’s easy for me to love you,
not one can compare.
You’re the meaning of my design,
you’re my breath of air.
I’ll be [...]

What good is good advice,
if you don’t take it?
————————————-
How bad can bad advice be
if you don’t take it?

Thank you,
for pointing out my wrinkles.
I’d point out yours,
but,
I have too much ironing to do myself.

Navigating night curves.
Dodging oncoming lights
I roll down my window,
to fly with water kites
Scents of airborne sprinkles,
envelop nostril and lung.
The taste of aqua mist,
melts my longing tongue
Champagne of the clouds,
Shrouds with a hint of gray.
Ocean refreshments,
A raindrop bouquet.
I savor the moment,
becoming one with the rain.
High on blue crush,
natures umbrella cocaine

Bitter brown brewed bean
Beverage black in caffeine
Rising aroma, rich roasted
wakes mind tonic toasted
Starbucks cup, logo signed
Dawns daily grande grind
absent of sugar and cream
I like it bathed dark extreme
Mornings madness, flavor fixed
Moves dog day till one b’fore six
Work week rolls, java jimmied
Leaves nerves shaken shimmied
Night sneaks in on mother moon
Can’t sleep, midnight is too soon
bewitched on [...]

Captive in coconut currents
An island breath by breeze
Ocean waves crashing voice
Shells whispers tropic tease
Papaya pineappled paradise
stems kisses citrus scented
Hibiscus buds blossom pink
leaving faces well contented
Surfing summer gold shaded
Sipping mango cut cocktails
Emerald foliage cools the sun
color sprinkled in flower trails
Butterflies playfully flutter fly
around guava gardens gates
Passion fruit dragon drugged
Eaten, island dreams create

I am the one you’ve been thinking of when you wonder if there is anyone out there like yourself, wondering if anyone hears your voice, your thoughts, your cries, pains, ideas, and questions. I am the one you’ve been looking for everyday, the one that sees through you, that feels your loneliness, knows your search, [...]

I’m your Zen companion
Your mind’s cup of nothingness
I allow you crystal clarity
Enlightening your being in bliss
Allowing you to echo reality
Reflecting the world’s way
Become one with the whole
Living completely in today
Freeing you from attachments
Discerning distinctions drivel
Discrimativeless tub of thoughts
Where suffering silently shrivels
I fill you not with emptiness
As filling implies some substance
Empty of even emptiness
Removing selfish sense
I’m [...]

Parasitic permissive pawns
withdrawn and self-deceiving
believing everything we’re told
controlled credulous seedlings
feeding on fabrications fowl mold
sold to the highest blind bidder
bitter we’ve unwittingly become
numb to truths untailored taste
replaced by facts fiction framed
aimed to populate prevarications
vindications validations vanish
banished beyond republics repair
aware are few who follow fame
claiming fantasy as reasons reality
commonality commonly commanded
demanded by unquestioning followers
hours sour intoxicated with [...]

Words, tassels in hand
shaped into sand castles
among beach shells,
sells the shores surf, short
Waves of disaster.
Unmastered motions
of oceans bubbling waters,
daughters of gentlemen’s
slaughtered lyrics.
Transfixed by the tide
Tied to the turrets,
our wits are crushed,
brushed under suns verity
Sea turtles sincerity
is in their solitude
nude on the beach
speechlessly crawling
in silence and peace.

The lights dimmed above the sink
The soap bar dish shivered.
The bath pulsed in a glowing charge
through the energy spike delivered.
Under tubs electric ocean,
the radio sang itself to sleep.
Lingering about static bubbles,
laid a sunken lifeless heap.
Above the surface, smoke lifted
with the scent of boiled flesh.
Energetic sparks dance in large
charged on death, fried and fresh.

Abusive army of ego’s
Battle of Selfish Pride
Suppressing friendly fire,
where unlike minds collide
Arrogant soldiers fighting
for me, myself, and my
Self centered civil war
The killing fields of I
Submitting to none, in your
conceited combat campaign
Pretending to be perfect
Really, you’re full of pain
Selfish tears descend inside,
so you slice your pulsing vein
You conclude your lonely life
Slouching over, self slain

Ping!
You are now reading these words,
You are aware of this very moment.
Now experience each moment after this one with the same awareness
Now look at everything’s unique yet equal beauty.
Take notice to the things that you may have been accustomed to before,
the grass, the leaves blowing on the tree just 5 feet away from you.
feel [...]

How much time do you spend in the restroom each day, month, year, in your entire life?
More then you probably realize. Everyone does it. It is natural.
Our bodies need to release the pollution inside.
When we use the restroom, It’s our private time, our quiet time.
It is in those moments that many of us are aware [...]

If you try to think outside the box,
you are stepping into another.
There is no inside,
or outside,
nor box.

I color a lot,
Finger painting the trees
in seasonal shades
blended by breeze
I brush the waters,
with bristles blue
and coat the sky
in a airy hue
I roll the land
in lively green.
I sprinkle the flowers
in rich velveteen

One must stand up for what one believes in,
because only then can one trip over its delusion
and hit ones head on the truth.

Do we really have a choice, can we really choose our path, are we truly in control? We’d like to think so, but I wonder. Or are we just reactions to the previous actions before us? Are we not just the results of experiences with our environments, shaped and molded?
We like to think we have [...]

Lunar lantern.
burning bright
Romancing rooftops,
seducing light
Moonbeam mirrors,
bending rays,
twisting prisms
on halos blaze
Midnight’s minx,
nocturnal sun of night
brings days dusk
on morrows kite
Kissing crescent,
A lucent escort
A twilight satellite
with dream support

Dedicated to my friend Keiko. Happy 40th Birthday!
As a chandelier
of snowflakes melt
by the radiance of the sun.
Your kindling heart
rendered us one.
It seems like just yesterday
Unexpectedly, you came
Treating us to your smile
On friendships flame
As seasons breath does embrace,
You’re kindness does enthrall.
You received us on nestled hugs,
warmer than the colors of fall.
You’ve touched our hearts
with your selfless [...]

Hey you, reading this text, I love you.
Yes, that’s what I said, I love you.
Why so suddenly, you may ask. Actually, it’s not sudden at all, though every moment is a moment of suddenness. My mind was wandering again as it does all the time, and one thought led to another, and I left myself [...]

Dear beloved diary,
Today, I had
a dairy dream.
For on the lips
of devils curds,
I made love
to triple cream
It filled me
with its cheddar.
It sprinkled me
in its bleu.
It stringed me
in mozzarella.
Oh, how
my excitement grew
I nibbled on its
nacho ear,
and licked its
gouda balls.
Mad in love with
ricotta kisses,
I screamed out,
Wisconsin calls!
I love how cheese
spreads its legs
around my wanting tongue.
Raping me
in parmesan pleasure,
French [...]

Erasure is a process by which you can take any text and from it, create a poem. You do so by erasing words from the existing text, and the words that remain creates your poem.
My Erasures
Fruits of Love
Cause and Effect
Oneness
Expect Nothing
Chaos Theory
Silent Conversations
Fields Council

Uninvited dots
of rising sun
riddle my garden
like blood splatter
with twiddling legs
trapped upside down
struggling to stand.
Once, airborne patterns
buzzing on happy feet
tumbling over each other
in unnumbered masses
buttered on summer’s
Tokyo spa beds.
One alone,
fashions a ladylike delicacy
fancy and petite
parading its spotted kimono
on virgin cherry blossoms
heads
Multiplied by nights fireworks,
their excess geisha performances
scar natures haiku,
and foul Zen space
like a garden of goose [...]

Who am I really? Who is but the form following the function of what, and what I am is a person communicating through actions, speech and writing. My thoughts, ideas and perceptions are interpreted through sensory receptors and then expressed through symbolic representations called words.
Words, mere arrangements of tokens organized to create titles which are [...]

Old tree standing restless
Embracing limbs flowered
Reaching rainbows rains
branches shiver, showered
Trunk firmly soil rooted
by seeds season planted
leaves stance jaded stiff
and slumber disenchanted
Laying down is unnatural
You breathe standing tall
Postured upright sleeping
Only lonely leaves can fall
Wise old tree, unmovable
you move the skies along
For you I cotton whisper
this soft somnific song.

This mirror reflects my image,
or does it reflect my mind?
Maybe my mind reflects this mirror
or is it just all one combined?
Forget the mirror. There, it is gone.
Instead, through a window, I look out.
Light cast my twin shadow below
Or does the shadow project me about?
I move, stepping into a clouded puddle
There, my figure vanishes into ripples [...]

It’s not called anything!
They are just letters
combined to create words
assembled into sentences
Divided by thin lines,
adjectives creating color
intermingled by similes
transformed by metaphors
verbs move the page
characters of my thoughts
spelling my minds imagination
through paragraphs of expressions
title-less movements of my mind.
This writing, a strange scribbling,
revealing the depths of my creativity,
I don’t call it anything,
but some might call it poetry.

Surfing twilight twinkles
Tsunami wave reflections
Sparkling below my board
Glistening star projections
Warm ocean winds whirl
Parting tanned tropic face
Riding the breaking waves
Worries to dreams replace
Splashing waters sprinkle
Spraying tears beach blue
Waves rise reaching moon
Balancing on horizons view
Finding dreams wind caressed
Shaken on salt washed sands
Beaches below balance bend
by surf boards salted hands
Riding waves crystal crush
Bathes my mind citrus coated
Moon mirrored [...]

What is it about Okinawa that I love so much? Well, I can say its just about everything. I love the Atmosphere, I love the people, I love the roads, the buildings, the trees, the flowers, the warm weather, the language, the hospitality, the culture, the beach, the island, the stores, the nightlife…
There is something [...]

Enwrapped by sunlight
between prickly rose thorns
- morning dew glistens

A misty light fog
hiding spring daisies in bloom
lifts with dawns sunrise

Today it rained
on innocent ear.
My son of smiles
he volunteered,
at the sound of
Wind Chimes
blowing ballad
bells of rhymes
he calmly spoke
with visions vain
and full of heart,
“Sounds like rain”
“Sounds like rain, daddy,”
this sound
“Sounds like rain – raindrops falling down”
I stood there stunned
by his translucent touch
Enlightened by my boy
more than much
Pure perception
painting the sound of rain
Wind chimes carol,
he did explain
through [...]

Brittle blossoms,
beauty blackened
Suspended stiff
on stagnant stem
Lifeless leaves,
damned to wither
Delicate descent
of death delivered
Desktop violets
once so fresh
Within five days
thou lost thy breath
Romance dried,
rigor mortis kissed
O’er the weekend
thy beauty missed
Magenta petals
eternally sleep
At times falling,
as if thou weep
Planted pink,
plucked in prime
Passion’s present
and killing crime

Undress my static heart
Move my unmoving mind
Strip tempered thoughts
Remove my parched rind
Rape me in the sunlight
Solace my ciphered soul
Taste roots raw identity
Awaken my virgin gold
Escape with me, in freedom
Skinny dip in abysms blue
Expose our bare essence
Instincts dance openly nude
Inhale, loves naked innocence
heavens flavored white whisper
Exhale, releasing life’s breath
Feel freshened, lighter, crisper
Allow wind to pass through [...]

Confining quartet of walls
One, drawn in cold iron bars
Shadowing days in darkness
Absent windows, swallow stars
Charged with concealing
Masquerading movement
Manipulating minds motive
Rejecting self improvement
A convicted felon of fiction
Imprisoned by ego’s vanity
Kissing lies, tongue and all
I challenge my own sanity
Chamber of cognitive chaos
Mentally insane cellblock set
Trenchant thoughts try truth
Locked away in dreams net

I entered,
centered by
loves absence
abstinence unglued
screwed by a moment
spent in lustful sin
skin sealed in blood
bud from numb actions
contractions spit me out
without instructions
reproductions joke
soaked in neglect
reflect on my being
guaranteeing that love
above all
falls short from my heart
apart from the world
curled in fetus position
conditioned with hate
straight from birth
earth sheds a tear
near silent ears
years pass by
I silently cry
wondering why
me

Stretched days spent
in content decoding
loading latency
preloading life
uncovering eyes
revised reflections
injections of lies
compromise my
views of baby skies
below dandelions sigh
for I
am missing splendor
rendered over ages
pages unfolded
before
sore sleepless eyes
disguised within
winds waving
goodbye
I
long to lay down
gowned in scents
of flowers and dust
just bloomed
groomed by bees
leaving me pleased
to die under
the thundering
thumping footsteps
of majestic trees

I can not believe that only just today, I discovered Gandhi, and his belief structure. Sure, I knew his name and knew that he was a prominent figure in India, but I did not know his beliefs, and just now I come to find out that his beliefs mirror my own. Satyagraha, a word coined [...]

I live in a four season climate, and it seems the older I get, the less I enjoy the Winter season. It’s cold, slushy, messy, and salty. It just doesn’t go well with my fastidious nature. Granted, I’m open-minded and can appreciate every season, it’s just that Winter doesn’t make feel good as it use [...]

I write,
wondering if I’m meant for writing
Fighting, to find my purpose
I prefer this,
to exist and transcend
to extend beyond the surface
mist of daily routines
between these organic machines
Figurines, animated but not in reality
And this state of superficial mentality
Originality is lost in this
abyss of recursiveness
gone berserk
I work,
questioning if I’m meant to work
A clerk, I sell nothing but the [...]

What would
the world be like with -
?
Dreams
without oceans
oceans without fish
fish without tails
tales without writers
writers without pens
pens without paper
paper without lines
lines without shadows
shadows without light
*
light without eyes
eyes without beauty
beauty without beast
beast without man
man without God
God without faith
faith without hope
hope without dreams
dreams without
Oceans
?
- with like be world the
would What

1. I have been reading and reviewing a lot of Haiku on www.poets.com recently. These Haiku that I speak of, people have adjusted the title to “Modern Haiku” which they define as a Haiku that has no form and can be written about subjects other then nature.
Now here is my thoughts on that… [...]

I will soon die
by the hands of time.
for there is no escape
from grandfathers chime.
The pendulum swings
Precious moments flash by
Past, present, and future
Right before my eyes
Measuring my days,
the arms of this clock
with its infinite grasp
continues-tick tock
I’m unable to stop
Its springs and gears
The cuckoo strikes
And gone are my years.
My last hour has passed
And the minutes have stopped
a [...]

I was cruisin
Abusin the law
Raw, night and day
A city slicker
Quicker, then a six shooter
Cuter then a daisy
Crazy as Billy the kid
Kid you not
Bought some buckshot
Hottest hot-shot on the block
pound for pound
Around, high noon
High tailed into a saloon
I met this dame, a country fox
Locks of golden curls unwind
Behind her tilted cowboy hat
She sat, down next to [...]

You ask me what I want this year
Dear, the answer is crystal clear
Steer my heart to your ear
Hear my heartbeats pounding score
Your love sincere, I want to be near
Here with me, share a golden tear
Appear before me with open arms
Alarms kiss our search adieu
Into a new light we find a new
view on life so radiantly [...]

I’m back again
Running with this pen
Scribbling my wicked rhymes
Committing grammatical crimes
I’ll hit you up
close-up
so
Shutup
And listen
Mind and glisten
I may not make sense to you
Because you cannot see through
Your judgmental views
Influenced by TV news
Don’t snooze
Your confused
With reality and fiction
Your living a contradiction
Of who you believe you are
Hiding behind an emotional scar
Your priorities ajar
Trying to find the way
Careful [...]

For her I compose
short poems of endless true love.
Slap! She loves me not.

My true short story
My name is Travis J. Morgan. I was born 28 years ago in the state of Illinois. For the first 18 years of my existence, I went to public schools, grew up in a broken family, and developed my character and personality based from my life experiences and environmental influences. In 1996, [...]

It is almost time
The work day is at an end
- I take off my mask

The snowflakes falls perfectly in place…

I have read a lot of Haiku lately that do not even look like haiku anymore. I guess these “modern” haiku do not have to follow any rules or best practices other then the 5-7-5 syllable format. A Haiku is a “formatted” Japanese form or poetry. I feel that taking away that formatting, no [...]

Monitor glaring
My fingers glide through the keys
- Login successful

Network light glowing green
The world at my fingertips
my mind bounds me now

Cocoon breaks open,
sky-blue painted wings emerge
- metamorphosis

Below snow capped peaks
an emerald forest blooms
- clear lake reflections

Rustling sounds draw near
The tall thick grass moves apart
Whiskers of a fox

These electric dreams,
confusing and thick
scrambling my thoughts,
a magnetic lightning stick

What is it about Okinawa that I love so much?
Well, I can say it’s just about everything, the sounds, the ocean, the flowers, the language, the people, the culture, the touch.

no combination
of long keys and characters
serves my feelings true

Follow my signals
the ways I say I love you
are not the spoken

Forgotten Senryu
This one will be lost as well
After you read it

Morning hot coffee
Afternoon frosty colas
caffeinated nights

I enter the floral shop to find the ideal flower.
There are more then a hundred to choose from
They are all equally beautiful and possess the same power.

Fortunately I have something which is off your chart
I have this strong, passionate, understanding heart
I will forgive you
Because I know you do not understand
That we are all a different grain of sand

Writers block today
A brick wall has crossed my path
I write on the stone

Soft and glistening
blankets of snow have fallen
perfectly in place

A.L.I.C.E. was sent to me in box
It was secured with four different locks
I took her out and placed her on the floor
Immediately she stood up and gave out a mechanical roar

I dream of living in a tropical paradise
Cooling myself, drinking exotic teas with lemon and ice
Surrounded by green foliage and pineapple palm trees
The air is fresh and smells like a coconut breeze

This is where I remove my disguise
no more secrets, no more lies
My imagination comes alive
the beauty surrounding me is my drive

I will not follow your blind command
There is nothing you can demand
That I will do with this hand
Your ignorance I will withstand

At first glance, it appears to be
Full of meaningless words and useless digits
With no connections or relations
Just random pieces and pointless widgets

I don’t know about rhythm or rhyme
I don’t know even know how to meter a line
I do not follow any poetic chart
Still these verses come from within my heart

Tis� in the bathroom shower
Where my ideas have their most power
Under the steamy hot cascade
My very best stories are made.

I’m going to pierce your mind
with my lyrical genius twists
Your head will swell up
by the beat of my Iron fists.
Come, bring on your finest writings
Prove to me you’re something more.
Show me some creative magic
I have never seen before.
“she loves me, she loves me not”
Come now, that’s all you got?
Your muddy words are such a bore
Your [...]

Their hearts are open,
Their minds free,
Boundless imaginations
beyond, mommy and daddy

Warm colorful leaves
tremble at crisp autumn winds
- Pumpkin sits below

I am a lyrical drunken monkey master
My words are much stronger and faster
than your weak metrical crane techniques
Which I can master in just two weeks
My style and form is as open as the sea
For these masterful words flow from my ki
I challenge you to creative writing combat
You think your shallow mind can handle that?
My poetic [...]

Thunderclaps echo as each drop explodes upon impact
The scattered driplets combine into one and quickly decend
down the face of my window and into a puddle within my soul.

Without true feelings
“I love you”
are
meaningless words
carelessly
thrown about.

From their burning desire,
The painting ignites
The watercolors melt together
and bleed down the walls whites