You and your kind

You and your kind
You haven’t got what it takes

You haven't got what it takes
To cross the rivers
You don't have any rocky crevices
On which you've cut your time

You just want to pretend you're not
A taker but a giver
You don't want to deeply commit
With body spirit and mind

You're empty promise and imitation
You're the hollow empty shell
You peck around the edges of creation
And softly sneak around Freedoms bell

You accuse with a reptiles tongue
You ankle bite and run away
But when turned and faced directly
Suddenly you have nothing to say


Neils
9:31 pm
06/28/2006
*
transcribed this time
9:34 pm
06/28/2006


N....again

Till time is no more

Till time is no more

I do seem to find myself in a world at times where people
Are more concerned with image rather than ability
I do seem to find myself in situations where the focus
Leans more toward what it looks like than a true desire to see

I work hard everyday to distinguish between those
Who would but use my time till time is no more
I am looking for in my searching exchanges something
That will leave both parties a little less poor

In body spirit or mind there is a core
A center that can humble the strongest of strong
Nobody finds their way in this world without somewhere
Having to admit down the line they were wrong

And I still do when the circumstances come to bear
I will however honor truth and courage over falsity and pride
And I will stand on my principals and speak my mind
Frankly I don't even think I can remember

How to hide


Neils
10:27 pm
06/26/2006
*
transcribed this time
7:53 am
06/28/2006


N....again

The challenge stands

Accusations
Fake apologies
And yet....

The challenge stands

Oh yeah
You're lying prostrate and back pedaling profusely now
Genuflecting and taking back what you proclaimed
Were truthful assertions from you and your fellow sacred cows

But still with the back hand at the compliment ready
Still with the jilted tilted slight thin lipped sneer
Still with the no thunder under the breath utterances
Because arrogance won't allow you to admit to your fear

That's why you said everybody cringed when I came in
You said it like Holy victim hood was your sacred shield
You are so used to your race baiter traitor hustle
And sliding away by using the tactical temporary yield

But not this time this time here it is out in the open
This time you have to live out here in public view
This time it's not some clique’s secret bag of tricks
This time it has to be the one and only you

So bring on what you've got use your influence
Bring in the city’s stand up self proclaimed best
Let's see what you've got when nobody has to
Pass through your intentionally demeaning tests

Border security is one of the most important issues
Of this nation and its citizens’ life and times
Why don't all of you and all the sycophants
Of the self appointed and self anointed

Step forth and speak your minds




Neils
10:05 am
06/25/2006
*
this was a response to one of the
"cool kids" from the local scene here is
San Antonio. It is from a discussion
on the Matt.org site.

"Mexicans and Texans Talking"....
And ohhh yeahhh they're pretending as hard
as they can they're all unbiased but
in their best of section of course
they have NO ONE from the
Anti Illegal Alien Invasion
point of view front and center....

transcribed this time
11:06 am
06/26/2006


N....again

The truth

The truth

The truth is in my heart
The truth is in my steel
The truth is in my mind
And is what makes me real

I don't need a baby bottle
I don't need kool aid drinks
Or any Jim Jones wanna be's
To tell me how to think



Neils
7:02 pm
05/31/2006
*
transcribed this time
3:37 am
06/01/2006


N.....again

Dare

Dare to be specific and clear
If you desire to be understood
Implication and light indication
Have their place as both should

But at some point we must
Dare to be specific and clear
Dare to speak plainly
As to what is

Our purpose here




Neils
9:11 pm
05/28/2006
*
transcribed this time
9:35 pm
05/28/2006


N.....again

Merry Merry

Merry Merry quite contrary

What a little bag of pus
Thought he'd leave but it
Made him grieve

So
Now he's come back to us

Pretending to be all outraged
Pretending to give a damn
Still asserting he's all knowing
Still the sacrificial lamb

Offered up by his own arrogance
Offered up on the plate of hate
Doomed to ride the nowhere train
Condemned to his own self chosen fate

Merry Merry quite contrary
Back in his new priggish front
Wants to hit a home run but
He's only got guts enough to bunt

Why does he waste his time
Why is he completely lost
Because the doors to the soul are open
And you don't have to pay the cost

But still he searches his pockets
For nickle shit and dimes
Brushing the truth manically aside
In his mad mad search

For the hidden signs



Neils
9:17 am
05/27/2006
*
transcribed this time
9:22 am
05/27/2006


N....again

A mini-14

A mini-14
And a campers pack

A military compass
And a plan for a counter attack

After the first assault
After all the chaos and death
A place picked out ahead of time
Where one might gather one’s breath

And have access to some water
A place to slip in and out of
When returning back to the study
Of the death angels avenging love

A spyder-co foldable knife
And some MRE’s
A portable virul water filter
Because that’s how it’s going to be

Hard and real
Dirty and down
Once they’ve blown up
Or poisoned your town

Will you have your re-supply
Buried around in different locations
Because it’s going to be a different
World……….a different nation

Flint and steel
Fire and cold
Survival will become
The main business of the soul

And you better have the guts for it
You better grow yourself a back bone
Because everywhere is where danger will be
And everywhere and anywhere will be your home



Neils
8:36 am
05/21/2006

May the blood of the world

May the blood

Of the world
Choke back in your throat
May the chance of your continued
Insulation become progressively remote

Till you are faced with the atrocity
Of some other trash like you
Slaughtered before your very eyes
May you behold this horrific view

And know the pain and sorrow
That were in other people's voices
As once they talked to you of your
Willful naivite by self indlugent choices

And who will you call on then
Who will be your great defender friend
No one because you sold them all out
On the way to meet your shame filled end

How will you walk on broken legs
How will you see out of blinded eyes
How will you ever feel joy again
When all there is left to do is cry



Neils
4:07 pm
05/19/2006
*
transcribed this time
4:15 pm
05/19/2006


N....again

The challenge of the arrogant spoiled brat self proclaimed geniuses and the joke of their creativity in the Alternative Vulture Culture Movement....

Wow you guys are just so zany

Unique and spontaneously creative
So hip to the tricks and all
You're so cool ice is jealous
And is waitin out in the hall

To be invited in to the in club
To be allowed to hang with the gang
That defines avante guarde
That knows all the new valuable slang

I hope you keep coming by
My IQ feels like it increases ten fold
Every time one of you even get near
What secrets of wisdom you must hold

In those huge brains of yours
What depths of soul you do reveal
Every time you come around
And reflect upon what you think is real

No seriously please keep coming
You got the fire power step on in
Let's see if you're steel is tempered
Let's see if you know how like a reed

To bend




Neils
10:26 pm
05/11/2006
*
transcribed this time
11:18 am
05/12/2006


Neils

Trembling leaves

Trembling leaves

I ought to break your window
I ought to break your face
Don’t call the city council
And get back into grace

It’s amazing what you people do
When you think you’re all alone
Things you wouldn’t dream of
Back where you call home

As he hurriedly zipped up his pants
And scuttled back into his car
I saw something better that night
Than his apology would do by far

Upon his hood and fender
Upon his trembling hands
Down the front of the trousers
Of this well dressed man

Yellow droplets wildly sprayed
Driven by panics divine design
If you can’t get their respect
Fear will do just fine

Don’t call up the city council
And get back into grace
Just leave behind your contribution
And forget about this place

Don’t tell’m what
We’re going through down here
Don’t tell’m abouth the neglect
The apathy built up over years

The crime and addictions
Blatantly going on and on
The cycles downward spinning
The repeat offenders con

Just drive off thinking
About how truly lucky you were
To get away from that lower class
Over emotional reactionary cur

And get back to that family
The back bone of your life
Nobody wants the same
For their neighborhood kids and wife

Yeah….

Yellow droplets wildy sprayed
Driven by panics divine design
If you can’t get their respect
Fear will do just fine….



Neils
About 1993
In Manic-y Park
*
transcribed this time
1:53 pm
04/17/2006

N….again

She had but to pretend

She was truly invulnerable

She was skilled at being blase
She was immune to it all
She had but to pretend
And all before her would fall

She could look the other way
If civilization itself burned to the ground
She could walk past the suffering wounded
Without making one single committed sound

Because

She had the kind of style and wit
That went with her hair and clothes
Because mostly it's about appearance
And maybe some of what you dare to know

Oh...she went to all the hip places
She sipped her coffee just so
She wore all the current fragrances
And scrubbed her young face into a glow

That would stay there as long as
The coincidence of youth remained
But in the end we all get the face
That shows how we chose to or not to

Honor the inner flame



Neils
8:21 am
03/22/2006
*
transcribed this time
9:10 am
03/23/2006

N....again

Brain cells and Hair dye

What an impolite
Little twit poser

What is it
Is it your hair color dye
Soaking through
Into your head

That leaves you
This indulgently
Intellectually lazy that
You're almost brain dead



Neils
7:45 am
03/22/2006
*
transcribed this time
9:04 am
03/22/2006

N....again

As to basic values

You have no basic values

You believe in Pacificism till it's inconvenient
You believe in loyalty till it isn't easy
You believe in honor and integrity till
You think you can get more by being sleezy

Essentially you're a moral relativist
And opportunistic excuse making creep
The only important things in the world
To you are the ones you can keep

You are hollow and empty inside
You have no steel no forged core
You have no compass or code
And less honesty and decency

Than a whore


Neils
9:42 am
03/16/2006
*
transcribed this time
9:56 am
03/16/2996

Step up

Step up and tell us

You think you're slick with your trick
You like to walk in the room and provoke
But all you've proved in the end is that
You're the one who's the pathetic joke

You think it's about what you say
But tell us what it is you've done
Have you personally ever stood guard
In the black of the night till dawn

Have you even been on the mat
With somebody trying to take you down
Has somebody ever swung on you
For being such an obvious ass clown

Tell us all about how you faired
When you've fussed ranted and fumed
But being a wise ass wasn't enough
To get you out of a physical room

Tell us all about an act of bravery
That speaks well of your humility and soul
Tell us all about how you've stood in the wind
And bore witness to the rain the pain

And the cold



Neils
1:27 pm
02/24/2006
*
transcribed this time
10:10 am
02/27/2006

All this

All this

All this blame game at every
Twist and turn of second rate fate
And I’m the one you’re up against
I’m the one you say you hate

All this insipid feminization
Of every man who takes a stand
And I’m the one you think
Has got to meet the new demands

All this weak kneed apologizing
And gutless wonders on bended knees
And I’m the one you think
Should bow and scrape to please

All this puffed up pontificating
And excellence be flat out damned
And I’m the one you think
Will be your sacrificial lamb

You’d do better jumping in a fire
Sliding down a ragged jagged grate
Before that opinion with me
Would ever carry any weight

All these garbage spewing doings
And hustlers offering up their chump bait
And I’m the one you’re up against
I’m the one

I’m the one you say you hate



Neils
7:51 pm
02/05/2006
*
transcribed this time
7:33 am
02/06/2006

N....again

Debating losers

Debating losers one throat
At a time

I like the way you

Burn down their house
Call out their names
Ruin their day
Put their world to flames

I think you do fine
When you take them down
When you reveal them to be
Sop headed clowns

You’re alright with me
You’ve got attitude and style
Too bad if they don’t get it
Because you’re worth the smile

So what if some don’t like it
That you cause them pain
Maybe it would help if they’d
Occasionally engage their brain

Yeah I like the way
You cut to the quick
Or hammer your point
Onto heads thick as bricks

You’re alright with me
You’ve got attitude and style
What the Hell did they expect
When they put fire on trial

You’re alright with me
You’ve got attitude and style
And too bad too sad if they don’t get it

Because you’re definitely
Worth the smile



Neils
10:23 am
12/05/2005
*
transcribed this time
10:26 pm
12/07/2005

I bet I could

Hit you twice
Before your teeth hit the ground
From the first punch

Oh yes
Speed and power
They do add to the sound
Of that satisfying crunch

Of the facial bones
Breaking from a quick left
And
Devastating right

Keep it up you
Punk poser loser
Keep praying to
That dark edge of night

That is coming for
Your disrespectful
Shameless gutless
Spineless worthless ways

Just like in this case you
Hear of a brave courageous man
And all you’ve got is some
Low life scumbag thing to say



Neils
7:09 pm
10/30/2005
*
written in response to
some anti-anything protestor
making some smart ass comment
on another man's actual brave deeds
*
transcribed this time
2:00 pm
11/05/2005

N....again

Just checking in

With a Reconfirmation that
Yes

Most of them are crazy
Most of them lazy
Most of them don't think
And if they do it's hazy

Most of them are lost
But angry at you
If a map comes out
Into open view




Neils
1:52 pm
11/05/2005
*
transcribed this time
1:55 pm
11/05/2005

Blonde Justice

Once upon a time

I heard blonde justice call my name
And I did answer without any fear
She had seen enough of worry
She had seen enough sadness and tears

And just for this moment perhaps
I thought she should know one smile
That did not ask her to face any troubles
Or yet another set of miles and trials

For somewhere out here is a gift of life
Somewhere out here is a season
That brings to us a quiet evenings light
That is not wrought by rhyme or reason

But exists simply on its own
Like the fall air that cools the skin
And speaks to us like one does
When standing next to a friend

Once upon a time
I heard blonde justice call my name
And being a brave soul poet fool
Or romantic took a step toward her flame



Neils
11:14 pm
10/28/2005
*
transcribed this time
11:26 pm
10/28/2005

Give away everything

Give away everything
Please don’t hurt me
Give away everything
I will be your whore

Give away everything
Please don’t desert me
I’ll make everything
The way it was before

You will speak my language
We will take your food
I’ll burn the Bill of Rights
If it suits my mood

You think you got it going
Then I fill your head with doubt
I’m the dangerous one among you
Your own kind selling you out

If trapped beneath a falling object
Could you cut off your hand
Or would you lay there and die
Sayin this is what God demands

Don’t tell me that I don’t love you
Don’t tell me anything at all
And keep your hands off my damn bike
Unless you want to permanently crawl

Just like you morally do
Just like when you implicate
That I’m the one who did you wrong
Because you can’t clean the slate

People keep talking their culture
People keep talking their rights
Tellin you what you can do for them
And takin everything in sight



Neils
Possibly the early 90’s
Written on Belknap Street