Alan Maynes:
CLASS OF 2000
Deane Elementary SchoolClass of 2000
Lakewood, CO
Alan's Story
Alan is from Denver, Colorado. Alan's schools include Deane Elementary School. Alan works(ed) at Coors Field, Denver Stock Show.
Music Alan likes includes Creedence Clearwater Revival Official, Oldies ( 60's, 70's. Books Alan likes include The Lord of the Rings, Edgar Allan Poe, Divine Revelation of Heaven. Movies Alan likes include The Pagemaster, Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead, Fire in the Sky. TV shows Alan likes include Conspiracy Theory with Jesse Ventura on truTV, Ancient Aliens, Tattoo Nightmares.
One of Alan's favorite quotes is:"--If we change the way we look at things, the things we look at will change..
--The clock is winding thee, i am just a dead poet sitting in society
--Do you know the warm progress under the stars? Do you know we exist? Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom Have you been born yet & are you alive? Letâs reinvent the gods, All the myths of the ages Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests hav you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war, We need great golden copulations
O great creator of being, Grant us 1 more hour to perform our art
& perfect our lives. Where is the wine The new wine (dying on the vine) Resident mockery Give us an hour for magic We of the purple glove We of the starling flight & velvet hour We of arabic pleasuresâs breed We of sundome & the night Give us a creed
To believe A night of lust Give us trust in the night Give of color
hundred hues A rich mandala 4 me & for you & for your silky
pillowed house a head, wisdom & a bed We used to believe
in the good old days We still receive in little ways The things of kindness & unsporting brow, Forget & allow
placed ahead of the dirt softened from tear drops & overlooking the earth as the son of the moon
protected by a forcefield of pure thought.. On this I stand
A rally of unemployed disgrunt of words on for long journeys to somewhere, somewhere that only causes me pain as I strain my soul crammin into rightness, so I can bring some there,
I bleed the blood of a cold stone that rolls without a shadow
I'm only deep enough to realize that I'm shallow
My head I keep it up but its hard to keep it straight
when you don't believe in love, and you just cant cope with hate
Metal rust, leaves turn into dust, as the difference between love and lust clarifies as trust if you only had an hour to sum your whole life up, would you spend that hour sayin that an hour ain't enough
I've mistaken the shield that bound me a cowardess
now I'm faithful to the wind but compared to it I'm powerless
the first step was made, and it was a fair accomplishment
the pond was sittin still, so I threw a rock in it
and as my reflection rippled it all became clear
the seasons always change so there's no reason for fear
we made an autobiography of our pivotal years
its all I got and I'm giving it you because I care
A lot of the time humans are hard to stay susis...Expand for more
tent
self-projecting state of falsehood
were either too close to our image to stay objective in our conception, or too far away to be subjective in any matter
this only widens our void in social conformity
introduced to our souls at birth and so I write.
I don't write without the intention of objectivity
or attention in the image but only as an unright directional bridge
between the several flowing tunes scripture
reality is present in countless space and time
see I don't write for the future,
I write about the future, for the present
I write with my past, about the future, for the present.
On this I stand, The oasis of the limbo adjacent to my generation, facing out the window waiting for some ventilation, patient while the wind blows patient in its demonstration, overall innovation.
A fountain of youth sovereignty, found in syllables more than a pound of flesh deep breath of achievement, a dream and a wake up call
another haul of the quest.
Another loved civilization.
The purity of creation.
A paradigm for self.
I thank you for your help.
Something for now.
Life, love, death and hate.
And helmwood, glad you could relate. Peace...
--I expose my soul to the globe, the world, I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this thats why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him. So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical, I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental. That's why I'm instrumental
Vibrations is what I'm into, I can't stop, that's why I'm hot
Determination, dedication, motivation. I'm talking to you, my many inspirations. When I say I can't, let you or self down, If I were of the highest cliff, on the highest riff & you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life in my grip, I would never, ever let you down
And when these words are found Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called LOVE. That's why my breath is felt by the deaf & why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind, I, too, dream in color and in rhyme
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house, Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth A touch of God reigns out
--"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."
--The most precious possession that ever comes to a man in this world is a woman's heart."
---Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we have shoulders smooth as ravens claws".
More about Alan:"My name is Alan, i like art, music, movies, writing, poetry, song writing, singing/rapping, cooking, concerts, paranormal, sports, getting out in the world, beer/wine tasting, meeting new people, And everything else that entertaining. Get to know me.......New texting # (303)-223-4283".
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