Bears dancing

I'll always remember seeing Grateful Dead shirts being worn as a child.
Imagining how great they must sound,
If they could produce these vivid colors on t-shirts.

Boy was I wrong.

My mind did not explode like I thought it would.
I was mildly disappointed.

Oh well.
I'm an 80's/90's kid.
What's another band to find?

Nowadays I'm older.
I can at least appreciate it.
Without taking LSD.

Steal from someone

Steal from someone,
then buy them a present.

They will forgive you.

The Economics of It All

He was born rich.

Growing up he knew it with all his heart.

It's been a surreal experience. To say the least.

The voyage he knew he would start.

And not knowing where he'd end up.




One thing he knew, though.

That he would be rich someday.

And with that,

Money became worthless.

He could buy anything,

But still felt empty.




Even so, currency consumed his time.

His thoughts and dreams.

In youth he only knew situations financially.

The last few years he became richer than his wildest dreams.

He was a big fish in a small pond.

He had achieved it early.




As an adult, a bonafide real adult,

Real ideas started pouring about where he could go,

and how to get there.

His richness grew,

In ideas and thinking unconventionally.













With that he says:

Nobody loves money.

And he hates hearing, "money over everything".

Money is an idea, of paper and digital bits.

That paper is a person's worth.

It's not what they have in their mind,

Their heart, their soul.




Numbers type up on a bank statement.

And we think "security".

Here's what he thinks of security:

What if?




What. If.

Everyone could have nice things?

What. If.

A sick person gets taken care of?

What. If.

A hungry person is fed?

What. If.

We were already who we wanted to be?

And no monetary value would change that?






That's rich.

Welcome to Hollywood

A city with this many people and I still feel alone...

I'm sure you're thinking, "This doesn't sound like the Hollywood I know of." and of course it doesn't.

The glamorized moving pictures you see on the screen can make a hooker in Pretty Woman look appealing.

Dreams are big in this town. Here or New York is where you go for a chance at it all.

All these dreams and only so many of them can be fulfilled.

Problem is there are backstabbers and fakes, just like the villains in the movies they portray.

I'm sure you're thinking "Who are you to try to shape my views?", and you're right. I'm nobody.

The old times, it was who you knew and what you did with the opportunity you were given.

And I knew everybody, but I never took a real chance to prove I had a voice.

Commercialization, post-modernization, and formulaic shock value. And this is considered art.

The Hitchcocks, the Lean's, The Peckinpah's, The Chaplin's, they're all gone.

Today, everyone dictates like they're Hitler.

These so called artists want to rule, to make the rules, but never in a million years will they follow them.

A day's work used to get you a day's pay. You didn't need to kiss ass to go up in the ranks of men.

You just showed talent and courage. Now the entire city is my battlefield. And right here, I'm in the goddamn lousy warzone.

I've lived here for many years and starved.

Its the hard life daily or no life at all - for dreamers.

When the going gets tough, the tough get going, but that's not me.

I've accepted that's who I am and I'm OK with it.

Writers Anonymous

Hi everyone. My name is Danny D.

I've been writing since I was a teenager. When everyone else would throw away their poetry after English class, I would go home and rewrite it until I could no more.

I speak in slang around friends, but the written word must have a social order.

Nothing is as strong as my addiction to words crafted together.

Success

Success speaks for itself. Be very quiet.

Alco Hall

Alco Hall,
How much I love you.
You've made me sexy, you gave me confidence,
To go talk to that girl in the black dress.
Liquid. Courage. And my deception.
Do I booze it up?
Do you smell it on me?
I just want you to rock my world one more time.

A great friend.
He had good direction,
Bad acting.
His name is Al. Kaholic.
It's a German last name.
Kaholic.
But he only drinks French wine,
And Coors Light.

I'm going to sleep early now,
But really it's 4a.m.
To sleep late is to sleep early in the morning.
My BAC is a thousand.
I might throw up.

A Pirate's Creed

Roses are thorned and so is my love.
Beauty is in the water,
And death always certain.

Made in heaven with the Devil's tongue.
Hell hath no fury,
Like the angry God's vengeance.

That is why there is no honor among us thieves.

So we live, laugh, and fight.
We conquer for control,
The women, and the gold.

It's all there for the taking.

Never is a long time

When we met I was losing,
and you the breadwinner.
We had such high dreams,
of us to be together forever.

It was a love that was not,
Should not have been.
Meant to be.
No matter how much we try,
Or change or cried.

There is no amount to gain,
Only time to waste.
On each other.

We had a chance to be,
And we lost badly.
Almost everything,
Except our sanity.

But not our friendship.
We can still wait for each other,
Even though...
Never is a long time...

Pet Peeves

Too smart?
I'm aggravated.
Too dumb?
I'm aggravating.

Too young?
I'm annoyed.
Too old?
I'm annoyed.

Me?
Perfectly aggravating.
You?
Boring.
Me?
Perfectly annoying.

Too skinny?
It bothers me.
Too fat?
It bothers me.

Too black?
You're irritating.
Too white?
You're irritating.

Me?
Perfectly bothered.
You?
Boring.
Me?
Perfectly irritating.

Me?
Peeved.
You?
Agreed.
Me?
Leave.
You?
Relieved.

Dilaudid

Dilaudid
How much I want more of you.
Your warmth I crave

I just wait til the next interval I get you
While I wait here in pain.
You are amazing.
And you are safe.

I lay here in bed
Waiting for that moment
I can be with you again.

My leg will take forever to heal
But our bonds are instantaneous.
I hope I can have you
Next time I'm hurting.

Thank you Dilaudid.
Thank you.

Religion

Anyone that says evolution is not true is not paying attention.

It goes on

What you know
is what you think.

What you think
is not your own.

What you feel
is the truth.

I don't want to feel confliction.
My heart beats in vain.
My head hung in shame.

It goes on.

What you know
is what you think.

What you think
is not your own.

What you feel
is the truth.

Danny wants freedom, not some stinkin' roadmap

He rides up high. He rides down low.
A son of a gypsy. He drinks his whiskey.
He drove his motorcycle...a hundred miles per hour right thru to my heart.
Now I'm on a two wheeled journey...of highway lust. In his sidecar.
A mountain man. A steely Dan.
Danny wants freedom, not some stinkin' roadmap.

American

the American is a fighter,
a warrior of sorts
the best of the best.
He is an endless freeway
Full of pride
Satisfied.
mission accomplished
wages of war
counterrevolution
capitalist
fighting for something
brainwash
fanatical
the only place
where else
the mexican imperialist
mexican bourgheouise
proud to be an american
brown yankee
what kind of freedom
enemy of the people
i do believe


watches a war movie
watches history channel
watches historic speech of some sort
history museum ?
nobody i knew well has ever died

intro scene to show how badass he is
'given a last chance'

Simplicity

It feels like the UI is too far apart. Just as I like to use as few keystrokes/mouse gestures as possible, I also don't like moving my eyes too far to find all the info.

I think Google is great that it keeps it simple. Simplicity is what we are all after on the web and too much clutter makes it impossible to keep momentum.

But given that, too simple and we are all monkeys with keyboards...

American

Deadbolted to new beginnings,

A stranger and yet a friend.

Rarely in a bad mood,

When everybody is having fun.

Enjoys being in the dark,

Or out of view.

Never quite understood,

Can come across as offensive.

Cannot sit still for very long,

Unless listening to music for hours.

Walks down the street with headphones,

While secretly hearing everything and anyone.

Loves his family and friends,

Tries his best to understand them.

He listens to advice given,

Is thankful for any moment given.


Proud to be American.


The difference between most people,

Keeping heads down while staying basic.

Change is a concern, a must happen,

A warrior cannot be contained.



Apologize by being blunt about this subject,

Fighting for the ones that cannot fight.

People are beautiful and come from a lineage,

That needs to be remembered.


To know the past is to create the future,

Live by that motto.

Pride of where ancestors come from.

It's important as an example.

Proud to be American.

Where dreams come true.

For the ones that came before and the ones that come after.

The American Dream is alive, well, and fought for with a passion.

Hauteville House revision

"So long as there shall exist hell on Earth from keeping mankind a destiny that is divine; so long as the degradation of man by the exploitation of his labor, the ruin of woman by inequality, starvation and the atrophy of childhood by physical and spiritual means restricted; so long as social class is standard, so long as ignorance and misery remain on earth there should be a need for persons of intelligence to become people of action. Words like this cannot become useless." -Danny Derakhshan

The Sun

A Star is born.
It grows.
Brighter. And Brighter.
Hot enough to grow life.
Human civilization begins.
Our pointless lives.
Our Sun.
Tears itself down.
Dies.
Our pointless lives.
Deteriorate.
And End.

A Star is born.

I can write

I can write all day and day
Or night for day.
I try not to write all the time
I'd rather sleep.

I think about the times gone
And wonder.
If postmodern is pop
And I'm aware.
Does that make the world?

I write that it goes further
But what if, what.
If it all means nothing
We are categorizable.

Its beautiful I write now
But ugliness
Goes a lot further
Cause that is truth.

I can write if I choose.
My magic is in its reading.
The writing is not mirrors
And smoke.

Its mystic.
And long in the heart.
Time is so relevant
When all we have is
Words that last
Forever.