Behind the Curtain…

I wrote you a song to sing with the birds. Turned out all along, you knew most of the words. Wooing and swooning ablaze, back and forth. I couldn’t articulate, for what it’s worth. Caught up in the amazing beauty and grace. Afraid to be foolish, or make a disgrace. Unwillingly naïve, yet so incrediblyContinue reading “Behind the Curtain…”

Loop of Time

Feeding on all that’s been done, and all that’s to become. Living in wake of the Oroboros true. Doing its infinite looping through and through. For all that we can see and know. Being actors in a grand show. Speaking, writing, moving around to be. Doing something we call ‘individuality.’ For with these days andContinue reading “Loop of Time”

Living in Love…

I began when the Ocean kissed the Sky. It happened in the blink of an eye. I grew spending my youth, desperately trying to explain the truth. The one thing I know is we don’t really know why. Certain things just happen and go by. Taking time to judge and perceive. Doing what we bestContinue reading “Living in Love…”

Lungs to Gils and Back Again…

The underwater breath of life. An intake that hurts humans much like a knife. Filling the lungs with all that’s become. An infused universe created below the Sun. Pulled to and throw by ways of the Moon. Adapting each time to the new dance and swoon. Finding a new life and way to be. AsContinue reading “Lungs to Gils and Back Again…”

Fractals of Shattered Tears…

Taking and making. Binding and finding. All we are, and all that is to come. Divine light nature of Earth, Moon, and Sun. Tears of the celestial gods. Spawning life through chaotic odds. Dear to be alive. Envious for the dead, and all that dies. Time breaking ties. Even truth, deceit, and lies. Filling thingsContinue reading “Fractals of Shattered Tears…”

Inner Eye of Abraxas…

The eye of Abraxas is cunning, vivid, and wild.Sleeping away like an unborn child.Waking never, only to dream our reality.For thee is the eye Abraxas uses to see.In a godlike way, in a dreaming state, set to never wake.Not in a lifetime of our kind.Make no mention or pay piece of mind.For when that dayContinue reading “Inner Eye of Abraxas…”

Dogma Of The Woven Threads

The dogma of both materialism and mechanism formulate synchronicity. This can be seen as a way to refine the concept of material cause and effect, in order to explain things that don’t make sense within a strictly mechanistic world view. Like the crossing threads in a woven fabric. Synchronicity and causality interact constantly. With chainsContinue reading “Dogma Of The Woven Threads”

Welcoming of Self…

Welcome and introduce the better version of the self. Aiding both the inner psyche and general health. This being the overall best kind of wealth. A righteous way to pass through each day. Finding new things in an exceedingly better way. Never letting things become dull, bleak, or gray. No more ignorance or blatant hypocrisy.Continue reading “Welcoming of Self…”

Tomahawks and Horns

Found this article in FB memories from one year ago. This being immediately after randomly deciding to read some previous unfinished works. I specifically chose one to pursue first. I began writing Tomahawks and Horns in Spring 2018. I am now considering a collaboration effort. Below is the original outline with Prologue. If this storyContinue reading “Tomahawks and Horns”

The It Of Existence

Beliefs plus imagination is Mankind. Yes we can flex thumbs. So of course we build. Honestly it works like this… I believe ‘it’ making it so. You believe ‘it’ conceptualizing reality. More believe ‘it’ slowly looking more real. Everyone knows and believes, thus manifestation to reality achieved… Done this as long as people have beenContinue reading “The It Of Existence”

Journeying The Cosmos

For this next next task I ask you leave this place. Enter with me now as we enjoy Space! Inward toward our core. Where we’ll meet with Sol for sure. Beating heart of all warmth and light. Always there even during nights. There is no day or night here among this star. For the lightContinue reading “Journeying The Cosmos”

Lingo of Life…

Living any life with too much down, worry, fear, or stress. Well that’s definitely going to cause a lot of distress. Though that’s not for the part of soul imprint that we leave to impress. 👣 To overcome obstacles practical and through mystery. Making the best and worst days of our personal lives into everydayContinue reading “Lingo of Life…”

Missing Links in Question…

I am going to briefly discuss the meaning of life. The meaning of life is indeed evolution. But not in the sense of what one would typically apply this thought. Basically, when one wants to think of evolution as a thing of the past. By doing this, one will always find a missing link. WhenContinue reading “Missing Links in Question…”

Living To Love

Musing faraway rapt, to reckon with now. Pondering ceaselessly with no avail. Constant brainstorming to find out how. It will always be that holy grail. For it’s how we grow. Love is future, pain is the past. Hence why pain shouldn’t constantly last. Hope is dangerous because of the expectation value concept. Searching for somethingContinue reading “Living To Love”

The Dimensional Rap

When it truly begins, we think again. Not remembering, aware of a why or when. Simply accepting that there has been, a place that we’ve known and somehow brought in. We brought it into our Lives; Minds, Bodies, and Souls. As we did this we took on different roles. Asking for a grand masquerade. TheContinue reading “The Dimensional Rap”

The Waking Dream

Those who call upon on a name, do this not in vein. For not all must not be slain, because a source of pain. Any guilty pleasure should not overrule this measure. Success and adventure do not come as a type of tenure. Rather a path that lasts, defying all past or future to come.Continue reading “The Waking Dream”

Memories of a Pandemic Summer…

Ended an outdated, frail tossed aside Jon. That role can actually be worse than really being gone. Over the 2nd class treatment especially if viewed as a child. Tired of that causing things to get wild. It becomes exactly what comes back in return. 2nd class logic and childish acts, a language that can burn.Continue reading “Memories of a Pandemic Summer…”

Common Sense…

What exactly is common sense? It is technically defined as a good sense and sound judgment in practical matters. Technically, the trickiest kind of yes. This perception comes in where the reality changes. The meaning of common sense begins to change. It becomes based on a social norm standard rather an individual reality. Lines andContinue reading “Common Sense…”

Desire to Live

If your desire to live is slim. You’ll live your life on a wim. Take each day and hold it anew. That’s what humans are supposed to do. Time is a river sometimes it rushes, but it always flows. Resulting in various things we come to know. Don’t take that for granted or live withContinue reading “Desire to Live”

Life From The Panels

Plot: A comic franchise with a rich illustrious history. Brainchild of two creators who shortly follow each other in death each at old acceptable ages. Both were Icons; they were artists, they told stories, they changed the world, they were constant trend setters, revered by adults and children alike. But at what cost though? StrangeContinue reading “Life From The Panels”

The Love Madness

Urban decay among natural beauty. Trauma that brings change. The struggle that comes with survival. Two in a tremendous struggle. One finding themselves even more different then they ever knew or could have believed. The other struggles to maintain the world around them, embracing every change only to find the problem never dissolves… Disaster happens,Continue reading “The Love Madness”

Sunrise to Sunset

During a bright yellow Sunrise a blue flower blossoms open. A man in a cowboy hat and dirty denim jacket bends to smell it. As he stands back up he stretches, breathing in deep the cool Spring Sunrise before taking a big sip of his daily cup of joe. He sits having his morning swingContinue reading “Sunrise to Sunset”

Ace Ventura: Rebirth

Intro to Screenplay for a Surreal/Mind Bending, Noir, Dark Comedy – by Jonathan LaBelle Jim Carrey Would Return To His Most Iconic Role Under One Impossible Condition EXT: Camera moves through seedy alley in the rain. Opening to a street in a run down part of town. Camera pans up revealing a large rundown buliding.Continue reading “Ace Ventura: Rebirth”

Electric Icarus Flow Radio

The newest Pandora station for The Electric Icarus Project. Radio with an atmosphere allowing the mind to Flow… https://pandora.app.link/mPdNnetuepb

The Internal Tools of Life

Time and events being continuity for us. Experience and feeling that is a plus. Thoughts control our every moment in the now. We use these said tools to figure things out somehow. The ways to make it through each day. Looking for the expression known as being happy. Another thing we can actually control. ForContinue reading “The Internal Tools of Life”

Blastoff…

The change happens quick. Back and forth like a limerick. As music and rhyme combine. Melodies flow, fast and slow. Soothsaying to the largest degree. Even if the voice moves at spitfire speeds. A new way to hear. A new way to think. With every breaking swoon and ache. In a whirlwind of ways. FloatingContinue reading “Blastoff…”

Celestial Ghost Algorithms

Written in stone long ago. Even Mayans tried to show it so. The satellites that naturally circle. Ones before satellites embedded with gold and purple. They bear messages of any new dawn. Sending in a code for man to spawn. Worlds, ideas, plans of sorts. To further holding down those mankind forts. This game isContinue reading “Celestial Ghost Algorithms”

Pattern Sequence of Life

The sequence of consequence, a wild way to predict future events. Without a thought of the glimpse. Of what is done within a wince. Forethought coming after, once on the fence. Knowing only in the past tense. A nature of being afraid, predictably people weave this braid. Unsure how long they’ve stayed. In that worrisomeContinue reading “Pattern Sequence of Life”

Dreams of Labyrinth Proportions…

There is definitely a pattern of sorts. This is an equal amount of Chaos to oppose the balancing force. When prana is the breath of life. And the conduit is you. One becomes the vessel. That’s what us humans do. Being the definitive magical working time machine. Whether wide awake or deep in a dream.

Pattern of Chaos

The dogma of both materialism and mechanism furmulate synchronicity. This can be seen as a way to refine the concept of material cause and effect, in order to explain things that don’t make sense within a strictly mechanistic world view. Like the crossing threads in a woven fabric, synchronicity and causality interact constantly, with chainsContinue reading “Pattern of Chaos”

Venn Diagram of The Shadows…

Hypnogogic, death embraced logic. A spill not forgotten. A mess tarnished and hardened. One too many shadows to clean at the garden’s. Not necessarily what people want to do. Still are too fickle, this part is true. And in human nature the easiest is pursued. Yet with chaos comes creation. A mothering sense of elimination.Continue reading “Venn Diagram of The Shadows…”

Babylonian Epochs {Electric Icarus Project Collaboration Playlist}

Latest playlist collaborative effort for the Electric Icarus Project. Very ambient, hope you contribute and enjoy!

Beating Sun of a hot cicada Summer…

It was a hot cicada Summer. He walked the streets among many. His life feeling much like a bummer. It took time but he realized. Life can be great despite circumstances and consequence. This year now seen with his own eyes. To come back a better man. Having done everything you needed to do. FiguringContinue reading “Beating Sun of a hot cicada Summer…”

The Savage Prime

The barbarian savage nature of the more primitive man isn’t natural at all. The name itself implies this. What is unnatural is the material order of society, and self substantial hierarchy. These concepts force mankind to fear itself. The person one fears most is that, themselves. For in their perspective, subject reality manifests such fear.Continue reading “The Savage Prime”

Reckoning destiny into a Pillow

Musing faraway rapt, to reckon with now. Pondering ceaselessly with no avail. Constant brainstorming is our now. It will always be so. Love is future, pain is the past. Hope is dangerous because expectation value concept. Life is the answer here… Children, Nature, You, I, are under a watchful eye. It’s constant, yet holds noContinue reading “Reckoning destiny into a Pillow”

Beautiful Life

An ode’ to the living… There is a crossroads, in the mind.This place is actually hard to find.Unsure if it was a left or a right.One will search for crossroads night after night.Until a day comes to slow the ride.The day one notices there is no crossroads to hide.There stuck you see “This crossroad wasContinue reading “Beautiful Life”

Interactive Magazine

A monolith of various form. From the abysmal mind was born. To weave tales of history, mixed with lies. Places where lost treasure may actually hide. To spoil attention at its finest endeavor. Rather odd to have this powerful tether. We don’t bow down to worship thee. Rather we carry you personally. Most attempt toContinue reading “Interactive Magazine”

2020 Summer of Tough

The schism that divides us must fall.For indeed it will concur all. Malice petty, enormous, or nigh. Without companionship we will die. For it’s not only about the ones we love. It resides in more than something above. It is always here and now. People just don’t realize when or how. A place where pastContinue reading “2020 Summer of Tough”

Reviews In History

Found this in my memories from a year ago. A rough day in 2020… Blank it, wipe it clean. That drunkard dream of what it seemed. Eyes stare into the distance. See no hope for resistance. The entire species lost its mind. But not of the insane kind. That would require some kind of repeat.Continue reading “Reviews In History”

A Hymn For Salvidor Dali

Pacifico used for; Disenchantment Bay, The Hubbard Glacier, & Hurricane Adrian… Departure: May 21st 2005Port: Seattle, Washington.~ MS Oosterdam ~ The one time I went West. I went about as far Northwest as a traveler can go… To get there, that was damn near a tragedy though. Hurricane Adrian rolled the seas. I remember windsContinue reading “A Hymn For Salvidor Dali”