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by Be Brave Bold Robot

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I'm not sure if it's your saliva or mine, or a mixture of both, but it's been a long time and I'm Bringing my lip-line up to my nose, oh so much more than one should and I suppose that Though we speak lately of calling it quits, I'm still in love with much more than your spit and that scares me more than I can admit, it's always been easy ways out doubt replaces the fading traces of passion plays (so swiftly my way came) and Pain, with a whimper, leaves just the same, heart barely broken, effecting nothing but this relationship has crumbled me crazy and ideals fragmented, are falling away. I've handed over too many pieces to put back together the face that I would have needed to leave the one place where that kind of strength is not necessary I know that we've been through all this before. I hear that it's common when sharing same doors to stop listening before we get bored - a defense to being angry or ignored. still I fix you with the blame, like noncommittally playing some game, and I can imagine that I have become a shell of the partner whose heart you once won and That must make you so sad and I'm so sorry for that it is I who am the hermit crab, whispering apologies over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over... How we doin'? Are we doing okay? I need some reassurance, so I'll always be Checking in, probably every day- Endless attention, whenever you need me. Please let me stay here on your sidelines, Guarding the safehouse, where you can lay down and close your eyes, any time, all in return for the comfort of your kiss because this relationship has crumbled me crazy and ideals fragmented, are falling away. I've handed over too many pieces to put back together the face that I would have needed to leave the one place where that kind of strength is not necessary - Were I not convinced that you are where I want to be.
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Dog Balls = floral arrangement filler: Asclepias fruticosa syn. Gomphocarpus fruticosus is a species of milkweed that is native to South Africa and may lead to death in both livestock and humans. There is mold growing on dog balls in the bathroom in the bottom of the house where I lived half of it was all mine but I didn't make time to match up her frilly with my masculine now she lives surrounded by female compounded you can't walk around without stepping in it. it's here I sit, enamored with the soaps on the counter the fragrance of flowers masking my piss My male friends indulge me but we still don't talk of pee pee and how it leaves our bodies, but I suspect most of them, most of men, stand up at the privy. They been doing it for centuries and I'd agree but for years now, I been keeping my own house and I'd rather sit down than clean that mess up. I’m addicted to sitting on the toilet. And I can leave the night lightless, shuffle to the seat without having to leave my dreams. And of course, in public stalls, I pee straight and tall in fact, I focus on not touching anything at all. but there's no place I'd rather pee than in the house where I lived with the woman I loved. Lifted seat, wiped the rim that no other men touched. Ushered at once to the wisdom of a contained stream and the assurance of comfort that only women can bring. A household of dry toilet seats and no one could ruin it but me.
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R.E.C.I.P.E. 05:50
though I may listen while you tell me all about how you saw jesus and the angels coming out his mouth, I do it out of love, a patient reverence of the thing inside you that just wants to be understood. but I can't understand how any grown human can think it more than just a product of the mind of man. it is the deepest well, and I have seen it swell my head with demons and a god I thought I knew so well. but I began to see that what was god was me. you fill a baby full of rules, that's all he's gonna be; searching eternally, in each epiphany. Desperation turns to manufacturing meaning till it's gotten your thoughts in a dogmatic box, deliberately blocking the gospel the most recent news of our evolution. the collective mind has found devine (and the night...) becomes a normal thing, and when the morning brings our piece of planet back around into the scattering of sunlight in the air, a blanket blueing, where the stars delighted, I promise that they're all still there beyond our atmosphere, way out, we've measured. where we feared reproachment, just a vacuum and some burning spheres and if we go to hell, they won't care. cuz they're just there. I've heard it all before; "we don't know what's in store. it takes your life to learn to live and then ya live no more so it'd be tragic if, instead of magic, it's just blackness waiting beyond death's door. this aint all we're here for, there's something more a meaning to this mess, of this we're all so sure heaven's doors will open onto all of our rewards timeless, painless in the bosom of the Lord all will be forgiven, this reckless way of living the pain we bring, this human thing - just pray it away and we'll remind ourselves everyday (or at least once a week) and it won’t get in the way I got alotta shit to do, you know I gotta get paid hit and miss with that decency, it's okay there’s another world after this one anyway so right now we should all just be Breeding and Driving, Yeah! (human race in first place) BREEDING AND DRIVING, YEAH! (human beans reign supreme) BREEDING AND DRIVING, YEAH!!!! " We are living in an ever-growing age of reason where science is the reason for the seasons we used to make all of it up to service just one purpose; a Land without a Law can make alotta people nervous although still we find the evildoers all around the say “teach em god is great and the guilt’ll keep em straight cuz it’s the praying and the rituals that will unite us” Like I can’t love a man without a bible in my hand, and so I cry out Sham, take a goddamn stand and I’ll cry it again and again and again and if that magic land doesn’t let me in I run that risk for reasons far outweighing all my sins to train the brans to not forget that since the dawn of man we made the questions and then made up ways to answer them and been replacing gods with observations ever since and I got a feeling that we’ll figure out this puzzle yet and learn to love like we were never told that we were broke and maybe one day I will see you free of this burden it’s a tragic distraction you know you make the magic!
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Old Man 04:07
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Tell Me Now 05:54
Not really sure if there’s much meaning to all this struggle and the strife Sure we got jokes, and we got singing about the difference between wrong and right But I got a suspicion to keep on mission I’m just making it up, keeping a bright outlook cuz we are grateful by design, so it keeps us looking for something to divine Eb - F - G# - F-G Cmin - A/Cmin - Bb - G7 - G#7 -- G7 -- Cmin - A/Cmin - Bb - G7 - G#7 -- G7 So tell me now, is it over, or do you want it to be? And tell me how, baby I won’t blame you, how did I make you leave? There was a time when this was all we needed, just you and me and anywhere we pleased We’d take off for the weekend, kissing and driving, and and tell each other why this was all we needed Eb - F - G# - F-G Cmin - G# - Cmin - G# - Cmin - G# - Eb----- Cmin - G# - Cmin - G# - Cmin - G# - Bb - G - Cmin ------ C --------- TELL ME NOW and tell me how C Dmin G Fmin Tell me how did you get this house, did you have a wealthy relative? C Dmin G Fmin Did your great grandpa, before building laws, buy this land for a song and pig C Dmin G Fmin Or did you buy at the bottom of the market? does it have carpet? do you have kids? C Am C Am I need to know is it poss - ible F D F G7 C - Am - F - D - F - G7 -------- for a poor young couple to see their way into a seacliff house one daaaay? (REPEAT INSTRUMENTAL) Cmin - A/Cmin - Bb - G7 - G#7 -- G7 -- (x4) THESE MIGHT HAVE BEEN MY BEST YEARS (why didn’t you tell me?!, Why didn’t you tell me?!) Eb - F - G# - F-G - C ----- F-G- C ------ (switch to major key) F-G - C F G C You went away on an adventure, I probably should have done that too C F G C Cuz i just stayed in this museum of my memories of you C F G ------ ----- --- Sure, I got the house - Sure, you’re all moved out - Sure, I’ll probably sing F ---- ----- --- --- G --- --- --- --- ---- A different tune with someone else’s lips on my mouth
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Gridlocked 05:26
Meanderings on the Rat Race Quandary. Things you need to know: - Downtown Sacramento's Urban Core is 3 miles squared. - "Lovers' Leap" is a cliff face, with a lovely hike up the back of it, just south of Lake Tahoe in the Northern California Sierra Nevada Mountains. Dminor F Bb F A subtle rain’s enough to keep the two of us from lover’s leap Dminor G Bb And far away from kayaking in shallow lakes nearby Where motorboats are not allowed and a family begins to crowd Toward dryer kitchens in cabins they’ve rented near the shore Far from bored, we imaginate that we’re experts nearing season 8 On The “Let’s Get Crazy Cabin Crew” HGTV show. And though we know this can’t last forever, a borrowed shelter in stormy weather We’ll spend this time we have together, making mountain love F - C D ? We leave behind all the things that we’ve made Hoping to find a more meaningful place A change in perception, a chaotic wave To wash us right over while we stand brave A hole in the fence where the roads are unpaved And ooze with adventure and lead us to caves I know that we’ll leave here, we’ve people to save So if there are gods, let me hold this mindframe (2nd VERSE) Dminor F Bb F A town and country odyssey, a wind star voyaging chevy Dminor G Bb Astro mini superVan, and the family contained within Know not if there’s a better way to make happiness stay so they Promise they’ll return from home when chilly rain submits to snow. So down the mountain, down they go, a CEO from old Frisco A thousand up, a single horse, astride atop shiny new Porsche There’s hella dudes, huge trucks with racks, extreme bro-brahs in fitted caps with bills to backs, forgot exactly what sport team they’re for I was born to self Navigate, but ancient instincts get replaced By embraced races safely leading fastest to my cage where there’s F - C D - Bb Three squared Miles, a habitat encasing all the Things I’ve made and the places where I made them Three squared miles of easy flat terrain where F C D (notes back to Dminor) Three square meals fill body and brain Dminor Bb F Bb With just enough to do to numb down the memory C F C F Of rainfall mountainside, and being there at night Dminor Bb F Bb Hard as I try to keep an inner energy C F steeped in Wild Scents, C F evaporation happens C F unless it’s soaked again. Dminor Bb F Bb Nomadic Tribes may pepper my ancestry, C F C F But Nurture must win out, cuz I don’t leave the house but Dminor F Bb What would the caveman do? ( I ask myself) What would the caveman do? What would the caveman do?
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Hiking 03:23
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Mamasong 02:56
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Rocky Rupple wrote the following about this older song: My friend Dean is very unique and surprising individual. He's highly intuitive of even the tiniest little nuances that make people human. The songs he writes carry these nuances to celebratory heights, holding human beings, human interaction, and life situations on high, regarding them as miraculous and beautiful. At least, that's how I feel. With funny quarks and anecdotes in between and proceeding performed songs, he talks about them, their inspiration, and the people they are about. In doing this, Dean let's us know what is important to him, how he feels about his life, and how important those feeling are. Sometimes I sit next to him in front of those lights and he lets me sing along. Dean Haakenson uses music to celebrate themes and people in his life. In his song, "Wish I Was," he takes on the voice he observed from a real life situation, this time he's inspired by his mother and her situation. Although it was written by one person for one person to perform, this song easily accommodates a duet for there are two identities depicted in the song. In this case, it is a man and a woman. Both beings are in the same situation - being middle aged and still in search for love. Beginning the song with "Oh no, he's caught in a mid-life crisis" laments to us a cry and recognition of the unfavorable and unfortunate situation the speaker finds himself in. The first verse depicts the two characters in similar woeful circumstances. Elements of being older and still searching for love are depicted here, being the pieces of the current situation that make it unfavorable. The two voices in this verse calling out the same doleful cry shows community and congruity in two human beings. Together, in the refrain, the individuals lament the statement, "I haven't been in love in the longest time, and I'm all out of wine. I haven't been in love in the longest time." The vocal and musical qualities of these words augment the feeling of hope one feels when they hear this part of the song. Out of the sorrow comes the next verse, one where the music picks up and vocals are higher. In celebration, a response is delivered to the first verse, the love being searched for has been found. Hope is prevalent when the refrain repeats itself, this time the voices are stating, "I hope this love last for the longest time, 'cause I'm all out of wine. I hope this love last for the longest time." By the last verse, elements of glory and celebration are prevalent with upbeat drums, harmonica, and vocals along with lyrics such as "thank the Lord for random things, for giving me someone to mend my wing, and all the glory that this love brings, my soul sings, my spirit sings." These lyrics show a positive outcome born of the woeful beginning difficulties as described in the first verse. A final declaration of solidity of hope in spite of unfavorable circumstance is equivocated when the refrain repeats and changes itself for the last time saying, "I know this will last for the longest time, 'cause you've got a whole lot of wine, and I know this will last for the longest time." Saying, "I know" instead of "I hope" is confident evidence supporting the hopes and themes expressed earlier in the face of deplorable situation. Within one song, two seemingly crosswise elements, recognition of despair and declaration of hope, are paralleled. In doing this, the music manages to assert the latter as the stronger and more justified attitude. Shown by example of "Wish I Was" written by Dean Haakenson, music is used as a device to reiterate hope in spite of a poor situation, unifying a group or set of people, and reiterates the reward of the good things born of hope.
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"Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being." - Albert Schweitzer ******************** Well, it’s a Pretty Bright Light, but it doesn’t need to be. Any one of us could burn with intensity enough to make the whole world pause, jaws dropped, just watching the light show. Countless little fires, maintaining a flame ample to attract, yet remain self-contained. At some point, each one of them will turn unstable. Some will die down, and some will burn through kitchen tables. A little fuel can be an addictive thing. Locked in the light, and you’ve stopped listening. Harmonies conjured for the roaring, you sing Louder and Louder You become your everything. And then your light dies down and you can make out some friends and stranger gawking, awkwardly standing around. And you can see inside of each one of them the neat little fires that are burning within and the cold-between feeling upon your skin. You huddle in closer and then it begins. You ask me if I thought that you were being obnoxious. Well, maybe just a little, but it’s just what the moment needed and the tone of your voice was honest and true and I notice that from inside of you a few random flickers of flame start licking upwards and outwards towards me. And I get a little excited, something inside ignites and Two Fires become a big big Light. So Bold Robot, Be Brave, be sated and safe in the fact that it only takes one spark in a couple of people, to pull us out from the dark. Bold Robot, Be Brave, and keep a moderate pace so you don’t burn out before we get the chance to let our flames intermingle again.
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Coloma 07:00
NOTES FOLLOWED BY LYRICS: - Back and Bridge are two of the original streets in old that little Coloma town area. - The NISENAN native american tribe were who was in that coloma area when the gold rush came - when that gold rush happened, and "union town" aka Lotus grew, and Coloma formed, Steven Wright, and The Wellers were of the two biggest store owners who came in selling shovels and stuff  - that line "allured sums of america's sons met needed numbers, boys winning, west won"  is reference to a theory that at the time of the gold rush, America's western expansion was in jeopardy with land fights all over the place, with indigenous peoples and such, so some might speculate that the gold rush was not only encouraged, but assisted by burgeoning Americas Political leaders, in an effort to get a ton of "Americans" over here to California to overwhelm the opposing native american people, so that that American Westward Expansion was somewhat aided under the guise of a bunch of entrepreneurs just trying to find gold/money... if that makes sense, this article kinda hits on that - https://www.encyclopedia.com/history/encyclopedias-almanacs-transcripts-and-maps/native-americans-and-california-gold-rush Coloma - Be Brave Bold Robot  About ten is the latest that you could possibly sleep in ‘cuz that's when the temperature starts risingto that heat that slowly creeps until you have to let it inbrightens every corner it's summer timeand I open up the tent flapand then quickly re-zipI'll leave you bugs alone but avoid my baby's bed, pleaseseveral days of nature making my hair stiffand I've never had a better timeI walk a line down 49 and we all are drawn to where the cold water flows cuz we know that's where much more than food growsI approach the banks and take my place amongst the ranks and I walk into the water wearing all my clothes They came upon the Nisenan, but they still built Sutter's MillSteven Wright's and the Weller's stores came to serve the buyers' will and Ezra Allen died, and a lot of white folks criedBut they still came down from Union Town To steal what mother had  insideColoma, Coloma, I could call you homeColoma, Coloma, I could call you home Mamas praying miles away, still don’t keep those sins at bayBut what those hills would surely payKept them working all through the dayAnd dancing every night, gambling clothes by firelightA bawdy brother brawl delightLike the shiny rays OF greed uniteColoma, Coloma I could call you homeColoma, Coloma, I could call you home Henry’s big ole fat fruit farmWas seen to crumble under time’s passing charmAnd the Chinese families, God bless their scales,Left to sow seeds in friendlier valesAllured sums of America’s sons met needed numbersBoys winning, WEST WONAnd the quiet corners of Back and Bridgesoothed the anxious rich so they switched to Damming, Traffic Jamming, Boats No SailsAnd our hurried human hubris prevails And when the air gets as cold as the waterAnd the river folk find new homesYou will feed me stories beyond the scope of my musical mightAnd we will wait for summer to return
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Everybody eats, you got a mouth, it's got some teeth, and then you chew your food to mush, and then down your throat it wooshes. It's a real sturdy pipe and it puts the food inside your belly, turns it into energy and fat cells and mushy smelly. Some goes in your bladder so that you can pee it out, and the rest become your poop, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout. Everybody poops, and there are many kinds of toilets, and sometimes there is no toilet and you poop into the ground like the monkeys and the cows, sometimes there's an outhouse and some of us have toilets with the water in its mouth and it swallows down your poo poo and the pipes carry it out of your house and if you're near a city then what happens to your poop once you poop it in the toilets mouth and flush it down its throat: out your house, the pipes come out and all the house pipes meet in the middle of the street and the big pipe takes your poopy water to the place where it can be cleaned and before you know it's back in your hose and you're watering all your tomatoes so you can eat. it's a cycle, see! : You take some food, put it in your hole, goes down your pipe, then you go to school. then you take a poop, put in the hole, goes down the pipe, and away it goes! BACK IN YOUR HOSE. *FART NOISES*
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Our Circus 02:25
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A Vague Song 03:48
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Growing up, I never had a room of my own But now, the coop has been flown I go to school, and I got a kinda nice job Got some pretty good roommates and mom doesn’t call so much The other day, I was in the basement There was a door I had never seen before. I thought good thoughts, pushed it and the light shown in. It alighted on a letter, that read: Dearest Violet Edison: This is a Love Poem. I just wanted to Say, if the world were to end today, and I was the only one left, the first headstone that I’d erect, of the millions, would be yours. And it would read ( she had a book that changes lives on the back of her toilet. And she saw what once was wise in the eyes of everyone she met. And she never pointed fingers, and she kept her pallet wet. Thus she died, self applied, absent of regret )
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Grammasong 03:49
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