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[1. Human][2. Jimmy Rock][3. Even In The Darkness][4. Destiny] Shore To Shore As he walks upon the wintery shores of his land Watching the mist and salty foam blowing upon the beach the complete feeling of alone....yet the glory in the all all hitting him at the same time His chest hurts, from the pounding, his body is taking from the bilowy winds His hair peppering his chin and cheek as the sand whips at his legs looking from his land into the future-past he stops.....staring into the eastern sun no longer beating down upon the land just barely hanging in the almost gray sky a dim reminder of it's glory.....Falling to his knees sitting back.....he watches the sun dance upon the waves the Dolphin play......as he is lost in their beauty he barely notices...the crystal Spire at first discounted as another fishing vessel just scowering the coast it rising slowly to the south of him finally the sun light shining thru it creating Rainbows that cannot be avoided grabbing his full attention....he watches the spire grow a remberance of a life....one led or not yet attained the glorious crystal spire..in the atlantic he watches and feels it grow.....heart pounding faster the last time he had the vision was thousands of years before facing the setting sun, from the green shores of his hearts homeland lost in the beauty and the power....his mind races trying to comprehend..yet not wanting too just wanting it to be again.... knowing the city beneath the spire, where the power was in the love and the earth...not in the hand or weapon lost in it watching the luminous spire on his knees in reverance of all it stood for not noticing the cool waters moving steadily toward him or the sun now behind him setting.....eyes and heart focused the cold water lapping at his leg in shock he jumps up stumbles falls back into the soft sand looks up into the quiet night...on his wonderful shore looking out and seeing only the blackness a night on the ocean can bring the Spire still etched in his mind...he gets up slowly shaking a bit....dust the sand from him trying to keep the wet legs of his pants from touching him he smiles...and quickly hurries back to his tiny house thinking of his home long gone...and the return of it in his heart blessed...he laughs....and jogs the cold wintery night burning his chest but all is good....for he remembers the joy the Love.... the why of living By: MJMansfield [back to top]
[5. It's Your Path][6. Connection][7. love][8. Living Pyre]
[9. Lost Child][10. Warrior Prepares][11. Ha Ha Ha-aH aH aH]
[12. Shore To Shore ][13. Eagle2Home] Back toBOOK INDEX Back to MAIN PAGEHuman The night was broken not by a sound but a lack of it... as the ground quietly parted and IT crawled out... a Soul blacker than the night... A massive Creature of Fleet foot... and Bone Crushing Jaws... He slowly stands... He glistens as if wet.... Sparkles in his darkness... the stars shine off of his Black eyes... He stretches upward... Long Dead joints pop and crackle... preparing once more for battle... He checks himself... Knowing soon all that he will need ... must be on him... Tools of Death and Mayhem... the Thief of life... Creator of Chaos... Father of Shadows... He the vile one..a most Devilish creature... He gathers his strength and intelligence about him and wanders into the night... Learning all he can preparing to reclaim the Earth.... stumbling..he runs into another... a creature as himself... looking it over he questions... what are you..??? the Other does not know and just smiles... Smiles and says I was born of the earth... Long ago... My mother told me I was...I am..... he grins.... getting agitated he says "she told you what" ... Tell me Darkone tell me... He smiles... she said I born at night of the Earth... a strange name... The Creature says OK stop toying I need to know what we are... The Darkone quietly smiles and says without flinching... We area strange new breed of disease... we are the beginning of the end... we are worse than Demon..... we are so much yet we are only... we are only My mothers words..he says with a shiver... "We are Human".... By:MJMansfield [back to top]
Jimmy Rock *JIMMY_ROCK* A Young man clad in tight leather comes walking in slowly pulls the collar of his studded jacket up lifts both arms high in the air points into the sky and with a sound of a thousand demons brings both hands down to the ground ***BOOOMMM*** Fire Leaps from the ground spraying all with a glow and warmth but not burning there is no heat from the fire yet the waves of heat and energy pour from him wave after wave slapping at all around him driving sounds of a mysterious bass force him forward he grins.... and slowly twists and turns not sure if he is in pain or rapture he moves to the groove a slave of his own creation he speaks slowly and softly his voice gaining strenght as he goes until he roars with a fury if it were not him but another all would be scared yet his calm face does not match the venom and all feel the heartbeat for with every beat of his heart he jumps and music from Heav'n or Hell one springs forth with a sound of a holy Battle axe crushing thru imaginary walls that would defeat the wrenching and tearing of armor away from advisaries each Squeal of an enemy falling under foot the percussive beat of the War horses glory as he stalks his prey from one side of the stage to the other glaring..and bellowing... cooing..and baiting... The Bard..The Sorcerer... creates as he destroys...leaving no void filling all with him and making them his... taking all to the Battle... Leaving not one of his new warriors behind Riding the crest of the Battle wave after wave of sound and when the war seems over the enemy beaten... he slows... smiles... and bows out... leaving them hungry for more.... Know That I love you he says... and quietly fades... into the night... leaving his army hungry for more... the music plays.... it simply plays... By:MJMansfield [back to top] <--!
Even In The Darkness (Love Rages) For the strange one... Comes crawling in.... Spent... Beaten by the day... Curling into himself... Head tucked to his chest... Weeping... Furious at this life.... Fist clinched... In his abandonment and rage... Sleeps... A fitful sleep... Only the dreams of a past... A past of glory to keep him going.... Dreams.... Turning into visions... Visions of love and power.... Visions.... That even asleep strike a chord in his heart... Growing in him.... Until the chord is a band.... The band a symphony.... Soon the symphony is the all.... Fuel and love... As his mind works... His soul crescendo's... As the great conductor leads him... At the height of the run.... A cymbal crash and lightning falls.... Igniting the fuel surrounding his love... With rumblings... Explosions..... The Creep... Awakens with a shudder... Full of life... For the first time in centuries... From the Bottom... He has seen the top... It was always him... Always... For as long as he looked out he never could see it.... It was always him.... The strange one... The Creep... The Lords Soldier... Dropping the self imposed darkness.... He quietly stands... Unclenches his fist... Palms open... The door before him opens... Opens... And he leaves his solitude.... To be the fire he was supposed to... To allow himself to be used by the love and lord... To bring others to this glory.... Simply to be... By: MJMansfield(FEWD) 11/26/97 [back to top]
Destiny you talk of religion but you know nothing you know nothing of the dark spirit, that hangs over me like a vulture waiting for me to drop *** you talk of religion but you know nothing of my Lord and Lady that guides and protects me from your dark spirits *** you know not of my destiny of the plans god has for me of the power he has dealt down, to the chosen *** the ones who actually listened to him not sanctimonious drivel laid down by guilty popes, to cover their own tracks not empty shells of preachers taken over by the need for money *** nor are we interested in his butchered words stolen, rewritten by bandits claiming a heritage that is not theirs *** nor are we hucksters selling our “secrets” on television dirtying the waters of reality *** ours is a destiny of truth of the power of the mind and body given to us by a true god a god of love and forgiveness *** we are children of a forgotten God a god that does not exist solely in thought but in works in our everyday life *** it is our destiny to unlock our bonds and reach to the spirits of truth the spirits of knowledge, and love and release the shackles of spirits that would burden our lives to know who they are and how to fight them it is our destiny by:MATISON JAY MANSFIELD (FIRE/EAGLE) [back to top]
It's Your Path (Your Choice) it’s the science of religion.. it’s ...reliance of the fiction, it’s the call , of the dead, driving you , in your head *** it’s the knowing, the unknown the longing in your bones the cravings from your throne your lusting of the crone *** it’s the meaning to your quest the leaning to the left the answer in your chest the knowledge in the threat *** it’s your calling, your duty grows your craving, beauty grows your burning, in lusts throws your passing, leaving behind all your foes *** it’s all the hours you refused to repent it’s all the borrowed time you have spent it’s all the little lives you have ruint it’s all the wasted time you have burnt *** it’s all cliché the call of the wild the means to an end the meek and the mild every road a dead end *** it’s the life you have chosen the call to the cauldron the love of life lord as father lady as wife down the path eye’s open wide by: MATISON JAY MANSFIELD [back to top]
Connection when you are alone among thousands when you know you’re different when the world collapses by expanding when it all connects collapse in your solitude tearing your soul apart see if your mind bleeds look out and see inside when you’re all when you’re at peace when you’re at war when your only fury is your love you have more influences than you have direction you have more moods you have Moor moods when you can’t place today when right now was a thousand years ago when you're lost when right here was a thousand miles ago your mind expanding broadening by going back trusting your inner animal knowing your god when all is lost when it is all right here when all has gone when you know you’ll never want for again when connections are made when old ties are broke when we're means I am when I alone am strong when WE are strong when your will and mine are not the same when my will does not control nor offend you when connections are made when connections are made by:Matison Jay Mansfield [back to top]
love In word and thought.... the word that was never said... yet struck the heart... many many days..... so many People ... so many ways... the word never said.... The unknowing thought it was dead.... looking high... Lofty thought's couldn't bring it..... Looking low....... so underestimated it......... how could you say it and destroy it..... no better off to stay silent..... deny that it exists..... so many lonely nights spent...... looking into it’s eyes.... and never seeing it....... looking right back at you...... such a word... that we refuse to speak... a mysterious word..... what a thing that we strive to keep... a secret so tame.... a horrible truth.... It is so real it shames..... It scares and delights...... so simply.... yet we fight..... make it so hard so get to.... even right in front of us.. a simple word... elegant soft....... wanting to give it .. but who will accept... we shudder and tremble.... with regret..... we keep it hidden..... shaken and scared...... so simple..... By: MJMansfield [back to top]
Living Pyre He sits alone... Feeling each one of his loves in his heart... Each one special... Never lonely or apart... Sitting silently lauging and playing... He feels the fullness of the heart.... Rising slowly into the mind... He simply rides his friend the fire... 13 layers clearly seen below him... Circling burning becoming his tower... Each one a little brighter for him.... Lifting into the glory... A Living Pyre... No motion is seen upon him... Or his smiling face.... But the moving is constant he rushes..... To no particular place.... Consumed in his own Being.... Reaching out to all who brave this fiery place.... All who walk inside him.... To share his joy, his love, The Being.... No longer a carrier of Love... But love itself.... Consumed and transformed... Never losing self.... But new, molded, formed.... Standing in amazement he rides the fires... In through the temples door... Glowing lighting up the days sky.... For those that can’t see the fire... They never knew he was there.... Those that knew it could but stop and stare.... Holy beyond holy... Yet still only man... Allowing him to be... Smiling knowing.... Allowing him to be.... Still growing.... The image of his tfather.... Just beggining.... The image of love... To understand it’s workings... By: MJMansfield 1/10/98 [back to top]
Lost Child Trampled down... Run around.. driven to the brink.... I'm just a boy .. trapped in this world.... no reason to think... Tread on me.... Beat me down... I'm your battered clown... regal fool... upper class.. dementia... riding high... on my own adventures... inside of me... boiling up.. a faucet dripping fire bloody eyes.. and clinched fist... Love that won't be denied a low low growl..... a satans smile... I am your lost child... I am your lost child... huddled down..in the street... quietly waiting redemtion... redemption... quietly huddled..I'm on fire... I'm the connection... quietly screaming I'm on fire.. in my dementia... screaming love...and throwing glass... I am the lost child... I am your lost child...sobbing gently.. I am your lost child.... By: MJMansfield (FEWD) 12/19/97 [back to top]
Warrior Prepares Sitting quielty... Thoughts of war and love... The unbeatable opponent... The One that refuses to die... Only fear for the ones he loves... Fighting blood lust and hate... To keep it in the light.... His Lord and Lady's will.... Cannot overcome him.... For he loves so much more than you could ever hate.... Ever inch of him prepared for battle..... Every Buckle and strap.... Oiled, shined, gleaming.... On any other it would be show..... A hundred lifes to get here.... Ancient and strong.... A thousand realizations... All flooding him.... Opening him... As his armor weakened... He let love in... In one simple stroke... It was all his again.... Heritage denied.... Friends lost... History not yet made... Purpose.... Purpose.... A chance to live.... To Prepare the world for life.... To be ready to defend that life... Opening the vaults of the ancient mound.... As he opened the simple crate of his heart.... Preparing... With love...... (perhaps...more to come...) MJMansfield 1 ~22~98 [back to top]
Ha Ha Ha-aH aH aH The Eagle thinks....that is his disease..... The Eagle thinks....that is his disease..... I was born awake to the spirit... and fought that for 13 years... tearing at myself while my mind and soul fought and twisted around each other so now I sit in my perfect madness..... silently yelling and screaming... fist upon the wall beating furious and quietly....... tearing hunks out of the air causing no damage..... soul twisting and spinning... spirit helpless and confused... knowing all answers but not the first question.... he disolves into nothing.... but doesn't actually leave...... Slowly letting each thought out... one at a time uncoiling and whipping around my feet striking like some strange cobra.... until there is no more of me left.... then as the last thought escapes me... he disolves into nothing.... but doesn't actually leave...... I simply am no more...... I am simply~~~~GONE~~~~ FireEagle-elgaEeriF [back to top]
Eagle2Home Eagle soaring high feathers catching the last rays of sunlight skimming the tips of the trees slidding across them their limbs slapping at,scratching wonderfully, the Metallic feathers of his chest eyes closed knowing the forest will let him know when to change his course feeling beneath him...alive bubbling with energy suddenly his Eyes snap open he shoots upwards almost to a dead stop the sudden nothingness scared him quickly realizing he is at his brothers domain he relaxes and dives hard towards the water feathers glow from the blue to white flames as he dives quickly snapping the dive he slides inches above the water racing with it skimming...letting a talon barely dip in as he goes a cloud of mist trailing behind him as the droplets spray against his hot body A steady hissss is heard flowing with the river turning twisting wings open wide embracing the oneness, the all the coolness making him feel his flames even more banking gently to follow the quick turns of the river the wing tips touch sending a spray of rainbow colored water out slicing and turning slowly making his way to the coast no plans just natural rythm Drawing him...... soon the river straightened and widened allowing him to find even more speed the last of the sunlight just rippling off of the water as he leaves the mouth of the river and dives thru the waves of the sound giant plumes raise up behind him now his own light changing colors as he goes crimson as he exits..... warming quickly to blue-white then quickly green as he enters the next wave top gently as he reaches the barrier he rises up now the moon shining showing him his path....still drawing him on he quickly dives across the barrier island and meets the mighty ocean, and moon, face to face.... across the massive waves he sees a home no longer there...yet waitingfor him between here and his birth place a home a Crystal Green land that is not land a home...a part of me a part of my lands heritage a place where ideas were the action Drifting slowly across the oceans breezes now.... no hurry...to get where I am going...it isn't there ..... it never was.... My home......(He Smiles) Floating in my mind.....a beautiful sight.... Floating now moving nowhere..... quickly the world passes beneath him land after land..as he sits motionless..... untill quickly he is but where he was in the middle of the ocean but before him is the crystal pallace that which was never here and never could be..... a place created beyond here he glides into its spires never doubting which was his sliding thru the eye of the sun he lands gently upon his nest the Throne of love and knowledge to nest down within himself to let it flow thru him to be where he cannot be to leave yet never move he simply rests in the eye of love and knowledge.... By: MJMansfield [back to top]
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