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The realization and promise to myself and my craft and those around me that I will accept no obstacle.
Refusing to be impeded by even death itself until I finish the quests I embarked on and tasks I drew blueprints for.
Noticing that above my spiteful and defiant smirk in death's face, there are wild and frantic eyes, desperate to complete every journey I've ever considered worthy before I reach my impending ending.
lyrics
Even when you’re swamped in a murky mess,
Fog vision all dim and blurriness,
observe the tests with assured alertness,
scale constricting walls like a serpent’s flesh,
though the woes grown out of throes of surface threats,
keep deep sleep cheap absurd offense, I prefer no rest
when the work's intense, even worse I accept no certain death
activate a reanimation like Herbert West!
Well, words? I would marry ‘em (Merriam),
conjoining with Webster, appointing an expert,
employing my mentor’s advice and avoiding the censors,
the paper my cloister, the scepter? A pen.
I’m destroying my specters, luckily coining things head first,
hoisting a quenched thirst for a foray of finesse in a portrait in excerpt,
deploying conjectures, anoint and affect those enjoying my efforts,
thus future’s poise and it’s vector, much like The Toynbee Convector.
If I'm a Reeve, it's of the Keanu Breed,
Despite all my horseplay,
I've not to be crippled by common office deeds(coming off of steeds),
and I deal with my demons, dub me Constantine
while I've gotta keep moving at a constant Speed,
Perpetual progress, see impossibly I jot these things
and I've not even stopped to think.
If life’s a game of hopscotch, I’d rather think outside the box,
walk my own distinctive line of chalk, conch shell amplify,
launch tales gratified, all sail passing by the onslaught,
All’s thought: ““All’s well that ends well”?
Well. ends that we'll all fill are awful”
Some ends life summons will haunt at the sum and
cost justify the means if the deceased has reached its' zenith.
Apex marks the spot that I’m seeing run my seeking,
keeping my friends, leaving the threats, leaping the fence,
keep my eyes that I dot on the prize that I want,
cross the “T”s and my fingers that no tease is
across to bear teeth and lash-bare-back like Jesus of Nazareth,
every crown of thorns has a rose, Lazarus,
sun rise like one eye of Apollo, appalled, low-ball,
no bull, noble shall stroll no plank, never horizontal.
If I'm a Reeve, it's of the Keanu Breed,
Despite all my horseplay,
I've not to be crippled by common office deeds(coming off of steeds),
and I deal with my demons, dub me Constantine
while I've gotta keep moving at a constant Speed,
Perpetual progress, see impossibly I jot these things
and I've not even stopped to think.
I won’t lie in peace till my own time to leave,
breathe a lone sigh of relief,
bone-dry, low-tide-up, mummified, pulled by a time-tow-line,
When I know I spoke my poems scribed till my throat cried,
and wrote fine folks' lives' pages from my strode migration,
provides aching I wrestle squids off the precipice of coastlines,
in my Pen-Man-Ship to get some extra tints to sow my
better scripts in the edifice of my honed mind
and etch it in my genesis till the ink in my tome dries.
Note why the days roll by ‘cause you’ve no drive to share more.
Dare force: third eye’s a charm go ahead and stare storm.
I’m calm before you and soar through in rare form.
Well, Claiborne the truth’s Ring eclipses their lore,
therefore I’m Icarus, equipped quills wings affixed to make me airborne.
If I'm a Reeve, it's of the Keanu Breed,
Despite all my horseplay,
I've not to be crippled by common office deeds(coming off of steeds),
and I deal with my demons, dub me Constantine
while I've gotta keep moving at a constant Speed,
Perpetual progress, see impossibly I jot these things
and I've not even stopped to think.
But singeing the wick at twin ends,
dissents the wickedness dispensed by Rah’s rays,
so I’ve no descent candle maneuvers,
Yahweh, bounding dogged, Alpha Dog and albatross sailing into the
enveloping glare of luminance, nothing can cancel my ruthless
plan to land and then roost in my ideal tangible future
bound by compassionate sutures,
I’ll only drop wax to seal my fate when my letters are through
and then death gets my stamp of approval.
credits
from The Inevitable Effort,
track released June 10, 2012
Lyrics written and performed by Bruce "AllOne" Pandolfo. Production by Charlie Button. Recording, Mixing and Mastering by Michael Korb.
Left-field rapper, slam poet, singer/songwriter, and author Bruce Pandolfo from Long Island.
Creating to connect. Obsessively exploring and creating art as healing and growing.
Deeply vivid/introspective lyrics populate this ambitious folk rock project. The arrangements span from mellow/minimal to rocking and grandiose. Consistently emotive, unique and sincere. Brilliance. AllOne
Progressive yet punk, aggro yet emotional. One of my favorite bands from Long Island and doing everything they can to live up to their name, raising money for causes and making badass music, AllOne
I have been listening to variations of this album a long time. I remember I was living in a cardboard dumpster when some young guy was like yo dude it's gonna rain come crash on my couch. He played The Many Faces of Oliver Hart for me. I fell in love, I set my favorite track as Rain because we looped it when the rain came. That was one of the early acts of kindness I received in the nearly 20 years I've been homeless. @NomadRoamsFree
