Chipping Stones

thought I was material for a best band
yet with no code of ethics, personal preference

and what I follow to fuel my sense to stand

 rebel, I'm unoriginal

 Loyal? to this an inconsistant mediocre practioner
supposed creative nature, who taught me better?
be good because I'm not getting better
till atleast I take my own advice.
gross incompetence little by little if that is how I must do it.

honor humble beginnings from a time when
the best I could with all my power diffusing, faultering
following the folly that I have.

 By its only momentary flicker, my faliure to sustain
evidence enough that I have little to any.
I am only discovering how little I know.
Arrogance, always, taking everything
a challenge, never there to show how humbled
never survives to tell the son of chipping two stones together to start a fire

I'm sure its been someone's pride setting a forest on fire.

what will I do
to satisfy my grandiose mask of being something more than what is already eternal

and learning to be impotent

and dysfunctional is not all there was

Didn't start powerless and drawn to secrets.

  Must've been a time.
    like the smell of wet soil and no rhyme

when there wasn't any mystery. 

besides the expedition that awaited me everday.

 me, us and them, and we can see that everything cost whether

paper or plastic, everything costs.

 Cynics like me that cling to romanticism got it wrong.
because everything cost not to manage. 

 Its all a responsibility

A man with a lot doesn't have much power if he's lost sight of what he's has

 and see's only his ivory tower.
The premise for the existance of what once served a purpose. 
The foundation to establish a fountain.

The responsibility as life became less recognizable.

  that is all there is in starting.

whether want the shoes, and the right to point a lazer pointer to tell people about the weather.
  Weekly committee conferences on what makes sense

based on knowing more about what to expect.

The world. A Mr. founder or Inheritor of what might as well could

or could have been a national soverignty, dynasty, a legacy. or win.

Like always life is waiting for the wheat to tell the difference.

Less and less reason to be angry

 somehow the world always getting bigger,
 
everyone explores and everyone acts a fool,

  or so some like me think and so I do. 

and holding on to something that once was new,  

Now old school, or in the middle of.

  Ages at which impress with what kids can do.

Nicola Tesla in the eyes of wide eyed, super aware, excited to be alive.

Tenacious just to consider myself as smart as a 5th grader because this next generation isn't playing around.  

The Hippie about to go extinct.

And Soul making a comeback because people have alot to sing about.

  Being the crest of light shining as it hits the horizon. 

I don't have much soul right now but I listening to the beginning of the what seemed surreal becoming less unreal. Where I fit didn't know how to feel. 

simply because I been hit with a case of disbelief of changing.

A geeks, and a futurist.  A dudes to skip or jump to avert, to get back to role playing what isn't silly. 
But its a new age in a new era,  the 2000's are over.  Seems to have lasted a little longer than it should but the new mellenium begins.