2.3381 : 8/5/14 : True Forgotten (Endless Axis 114/500)

The true forgotten

what was that date again

seems there was an occasion

fell for my own persuasion

recall there was an aftermath

poor psyche it was a blood bath

blood metaphor hello old friend

you'll do for me real in the end

but today I'm full of joy

forgetting makes me a sharp boy

I hope I never do recall

I hope that I forget it all

what

2.2145 : 03/18/11 : First and Foremost

First and foremost
could I have everything backwards?
am I hoping what I should be
remembering
am I remembering
what will happen afterwards
is there a signal
or a code to break
to unravel it all
back to my first mistake
and set it back right
unify all paths
all decision points
all aftermaths
the sign above the gate
said what is truth?
don't give me a stroke of your chin
a verily, forsooth
I am thick in this
and it is all too real
first and foremost then:
open your eyes: how do you feel?

what

2.2049 : 12/12/10 : Sister S

Hey sister S
On your island
with your harp
and halfway smiling
look doesn't mean anything
not for me
some deem me blind
but I can see
and it doesn't matter
neither here nor there
since I've no stomach left
for the old dog's hair
So I just have to suffer
the aftermath
better mind your own investments
we're all due to take a path

what

2.1623 : 10/12/09 : In the End

In the end

what perfect arrogance

tell me friend

how do you feel about dissonance

I feel fine fine fine

I’m ready for

an uglier day

I feel fine

bring it on it’ll be

different anyway

there will be no end

there will be no aftermath

just now and now and now

throw the best case out

with the worst case bath

and I guess I am so dense

I’ve got to learn it over endless

it could be worse it could be worse

I’m not stupid

and I’m not friendless

what

2.1566 : 8/16/09 : For the Road

One more for the road

my boys

all the glamor and lights

were just kids toys

strip something down

to bare bones and lath

a little exposition

after the aftermath

Don’t know where it’s winding

or the destination

if it’s doomed to just another

and another iteration

but it could be worse

oh a thousand times

well at least it’s here

well at least it rhymes

what

2.1380 : 2/11/09 : Catching

It must be a kind of virus

it must be catching

no matter what I do it comes to this

more desperate last minute scratching

Got no bootstraps, got no boots

got no strength in my arms

I’ve got a way of saying the wrong thing

and you are immune to my charms

I’ve got no real hope of real change

it’s always something too important to wait

We’ll get to that as soon as things settle

provided I don’t snap at the bait

but I’m not going to leave it lying

I am going to get up fierce and fine

and soldier through one more aftermath

and struggle up one more steep incline

what

2.833 : 8/14/07 : Little Monster

way before gaga, naturally

Little monster
deep inside
ashamed but there’s
no way to hide
the aftermath
of its rampage
another little
mess on the page

what

2.734 : 5/7/07 : Single Minded Path

The automaton goes stumbling on
it’s single minded path
so hesitant it seems that it
must be alive but in the aftermath
the wreckage will reveal it
just bamboo sailcloth and twine
don’t pity the automaton
but I confess I’d love to make it mine
The drunken ambling anonym
describes his random walk
I suffer flashbacks of Lord Jim
inscribing it in chalk
and there’s so little I recall
of those long expired days
my own path has had so many
minds to talk it’s plumb astray
I envy the automaton
it’s empty single mind
while I transcribe this circle
and the dreams are dying on the vine
I’m far from the right attitude
I’m just like all the rest
I can’t figure for the life of me
if I failed or just
forgot to take the test

what

2.542 : 10/27/06 : In the Aftermath

In the aftermath
believe it or not
after the trial by ordeal
had beat the snot out of me
I had a notion
though I’d have rather had a plan
an inkling how I’d swing it all
finally outfox the man
the lead up had got
as bad as it’s gotten
and I know just how bad it is
I never have forgotten
and I’ll never forget this one
either while I live
it seems that in the aftermath
that’s all I’ve got to give
but really it’s quite simple
just a scribble on a scrap
and a notion to parlay it
right into a treasure map

what

2.528 : 10/13/06 : Work Faster

Work faster: night is coming down
work faster: night is coming
Oh my God oh my God
this disgraceful beat I’m drumming
work faster: dawn is pressing
work faster: dawn soon breaks
the light no ghostly shade
can tolerate
look how the firmament shakes
work faster because no one knows
how long they’ll have to work
before the fail safe blows
and the pent up pressure
envelops us in vapor
for sure the red tape
aftermath
will bury us in paper
but I’ll scrape the
barrel bottom
for one last disaster
set my sights
lock it
and just work faster

what

2.341 : 4/9/06 : The Final Problem

2,533 : 16 ?



The final problem
was not final at all
there’s always some
sleight of hand
disguising the true nature
of the aftermath
of the fall
finality is obscured
by uncertainty
or distant time
it seems it all must
end at last
but who can guess
the next paradigm
And so just who can say
When sleep unending comes
who knows what occupation I might
find past twiddling eternal thumbs

what

2.275 : 2/2/06 : The Moment of My Greatness

What do I care for the moment of my greatness
my hair may be gray
or it may be past
or it may be there
is not memory ‘twill last
And I need not sigh too long
about it
I was never convinced there was too much
to my genius
I had a moment,
the better part of some year
long ago
not quite half a life ago
It is not for that I write
And this is bright modernity
of a fashion now so dated now so stiff
the contrivances of ages past
always seem so and I know
that no memory will last
Having just realized that post
modernity is passing too
I thought I’d sketch a few lines on the unnamed
aftermath that is upon us now to you

what

2.32 : 6/4/05 : Cut the Strings

Cut the strings on the puppet man
Let it loose and let it go
If anyone can do it you can
Cut the strings man make it so
let the thing get animated
do the magic watch it rise
send it forth with one law stated
Entertain, sustain, but always surprise
Cut the strings on machine knowing
All over the world they’re hacking
the big machine to solve where we’re going
the big computer to supply what we’re lacking
cut the strings of me dear father
give me will and give me drive
I’ll prove I was worth the bother
You will see when I arrive
I’m tangled in a mass of cut strings
guess I didn’t figure the aftermath
I’m tangled up in cast off things
but by and by I’ll find my path

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

750 : 4/29/00 : Silence

Suffer me in silence
suffer me to be in silence
suffering in a golden silence
silence of the aftermath

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

428 : 6/12/99 : What If

We spend our lives in hiding
Fearing the moment that never comes
Whispering crazily to ourselves
When the whole universe is dumb
What if it never comes?
What if I’m only dreaming?
What if nothing is real?
What if there’s only the seeming?
We spend our whole lives running
after a shadowy destination
dreaming there is a finish line
this side of creation
what if we never arrive?
what if I’m on the wrong path
How will I ever survive
on the other side of the aftermath
We spend our whole lives seeking another
man or God or anyone but ourselves
Some see the spirits of days gone by
or smoke DMT and see electric elves
What if we’re all alone?
What if there’s no one anywhere
Could one person alone make all this up?
Could one person alone even care?

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

403 : 5/18/99 : Salvia Divinorum

Salvia divinorum
Why must I strain the bounds of decorum
Always seeking higher wisdom
following my dim light
The tricks of the ancient sages sure
That’s very funny but the page is a blur
as tears of recognition
once again blind my insight
Will you show me
the bastards that control me
or guardians to lead me
to the surer path
Will I see the paradox
wrapped in an enigma box
will I lose it all again
like always in the aftermath

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here

316 : 2/20/99 : Spidergod

1,165 : 2 ?



Walking without shadow in the chamber of night
Everything is bathed in an unearthly light
Keep your eyes open don't let your head nod
Not in the chamber of the Spider God
Took a strange turn on our ephemeral path
Followed the wrong scent here's your aftermath
They say the descent must follow the fall
And the Spider God crouches at the center of it all
All radii lead to the hub of the lair
Escape is not a concept they believe in there
While your sinister doppelganger steps from its pod
Consider your audience with the Spider God
Eyes fixed forward footsteps light
Are you in for revelation or up to the fight
No strangers to wisdom we walk well aware
Of the paradox perils of the Spider God's lair
Were our turns all right and all wrong
No answers as usual found in the song
And all the questions of the past seem nonsense
When the Spider God grants you audience

You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here