AUGUST 22, 2019 (11:30pm): “Achilles Come Down!” …

~ The Phoenix Collaborative ~

Achilles!

Achilles!

Achilles, come down!

Won’t you get up off, get up off the roof? You’re scaring us, and all of us (some of us) love you. Achilles, it’s not much but there’s proof. You crazy ass cosmonaut, remember your virtue. Redemption lies plainly in truth. Just humor us Achilles. Achilles come down! Won’t you get up off, get up off the roof?

Achilles!

Achilles!

Achilles, come down!

Won’t you get up off, get up off the roof? The self is not so weightless, nor whole and unbroken. Remember the pact of our youth? Where you go I’m going, so jump and I’m jumping since there is no me without you. Soldier on Achilles. Achilles come down! Won’t you get up off, get up off the roof?

Loathe the way they light candles in Rome, but love the sweet air of the votives. Hurt and grieve but don’t suffer alone. Engage with the pain as a motive. Today of all days see how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you’ll rise above.

Achilles!

Achilles!

Achilles, jump now!

You are absent of cause or excuse. So self-indulgent and self-referential. No audience could ever want you. You crave the applause yet hate the attention, then miss it. Your act is a ruse. It is empty Achilles, so end it all now. It’s a pointless resistance for you.

Achilles!

Achilles, just put down the bottle!

Don’t listen to what you’ve consumed. It’s chaos, confusion, and wholly unworthy of feeding, and it’s wholly untrue. You may feel no purpose, nor a point for existing. It’s all just conjecture and gloom. And there may not be meaning, so find one and seize it. Do not waste yourself on this roof.

Hear those bells ring deep in the soul chiming away for a moment. Feel your breath course frankly below. See life as a worthy opponent! Today of all days, see how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you’ll rise above. Crowned by an overture bold and beyond. Ah, it’s more courageous to overcome!

You want the acclaim, the mother of mothers. (It’s not worth it Achilles.)

More poignant than fame or the taste of another. (Don’t listen Achilles.)

But be real and just jump you dense motherfucker. (You’re worth more Achilles.)

You will not be more than a rat in the gutter. (So much more than a rat.)

You want my opinion, my opinion you’ve got. (No one asked your opinion.)

You asked for my counsel, I gave you my thoughts. (No one asked for your thoughts.)

Be done with this now and get off the roof! Can you hear me Achilles? I’m talking to you. I’m talking to you. I’m talking to you. Achilles come down! Achilles come down! Throw yourself into the unknown with pace and a fury defiant. Clothe yourself in beauty untold and see life as a means to a triumph. Today of all days, see how the most dangerous thing is to love. How you will heal and you’ll rise above. Crowned by an overture bold and beyond. Ah, it’s more courageous to overcome!

{Gang Of Youths}

~ “The Bristol Suicide Statue” ~

DECEMBER 10, 2010: “Hello World” …

~ by The Phoenix Collaborative Project ~

HELLO WORLD

Traffic crawls. Cell phone calls. Talk radio screams at me through my tinted window. I see a little girl in a rust red minivan. She’s got chocolate on her face. Got little hands. And she waves at me. Ya, she smiles at me. Well hello world. How you been? Good to see you, my old friend. Sometimes I feel cold as steel. Broken like I’m never gonna heal. I see a light, a little hope, in a little girl. Well hello world. Every day I drive by a little white church. It’s got these little white crosses like angels in the yard. Maybe I should stop on in. Say a prayer. Maybe talk to God like He is there. Oh I know He’s there. Ya, I know He’s there. Well hello world. How you been? Good to see you my old friend. Sometimes I feel as cold as steel and broken like I’m never going to heal. I see a light, a little grace, a little faith for the world. Hello world. Sometimes I forget what living’s for and I hear my life through my front door and I’ll breathe it in. Oh I’m home again. I see my wife, little boy, little girl. Hello world. Hello world. All the empty disappears. I remember why I’m here. Just surrender and believe. I fall down on my knees. Oh hello world. Hello world. Hello world. {Lady Antebellum}