I'm an earth alien......sent here 2 luv U...........

lettuce keep buildin salad towers,
secure dynamic lines from me to you,
stretch dont snap, shake dont crumble,
love to watch ya sway, but dont tumble.
big change comin again for the dollar,
mama you the scholar.
sirius b but three halves prophet n part 13th disciple
the hard work comes in cycles n full throttle bitefuls
i stand to chew n think, refresh the map,
adjust the scale n lets drink, be merry, climb higher!
but dont disturb the fuses when we're stoking up our fire.......

tertium quid....

always surface tension turgor pressure run the miniscus over the edge or spread like dawn soap in the wounds babes in the whombs soon be hooved n hear the floor boards ll creek with yet another set of tiny lil feets a balance we speak of speechless we can just teach n lead by example smiling n loving the wrinkles they can cause in time and we're in it just swim steady strokes dont jump out the pool to run youll slip lands slick lifes quik ta fix loose fins hear terra firma quakes with glee cuz see we are the  combo platter stacked masses o matter earths best n their quest for elements ziplocked punctuation free.......

this life sublime......

if ya dont want to walk down the stairs, slide on the rails, details are crucial while gettin from here to there. this flesh is finite. slow smoked n overspoken. perhaps a laps around the fields n reorder the firsts to better last this test of time.........

brightness of lightness n starkness of darkness......

sirius b moving the leaves n routing rounds for somethin to write about....
the herd moves left and right, the pressure drops, another storm bruin
find some softwoods, settle in covered with needles,
stay dry, stay on the high, n ground out damps.
but encamped on cliffs be the high goat's hooves
leaping boulder to boulder shouldering the wind n rain, no pain no grain..

the goats eyes are gold. but instead of pupils, just holes, leads into and back out of light
n times is just the steps we climb, between the library and the darkness.........

night sweats........

arise, when eyes r blind,  reach out into the darkness feel for the light peel back the layers of fear let yourself fall into the night air take flight clear these cities n towns below n rest quietly bunz n ovens silently gestate while this pi rate dreamscapes he creates a map unseen by many n understood by few chosen hooves n on it theres at least one righteous route through deaths filter feeders clutches n such is the weight in line n its heavy............

stack up yer answers, i'll divine the questions to fit.......

perfect tailored tales for riding brain rails, wrappin wind with sails, strayin cats from trails off only ta find....feather dresses.  power chants, echos bounce canyon walls, a brave's rants, raves, n will, resonate the ground hear.  neath this soil pure rock's being is cut, polished, n prepped 4 next steps n nameless new ta summits all up n find that answers are but questions reflections. sew seeds, sling shit at tossers n follow that goat............

i know im makin dusty messes when i can see better WITHOUT my glasses

its hard to exume calm right now cuz cuz im all fired up
i desire some exuberance n buzz up n fire lady luck
but that aint why im here today.  i feel i owe everyone i love an apology.
so here goes i dont wanna go slow n come across groggy
 gotta  get across my point n for once not do it wrongly.
ive wronged thee.  and im sorry.  
not makin excuses but this blog is but abuses not taken out 
& i know ive rubbed you all so wrong theres no doubt
& "i love i love i love" i shout even though i got no mouth
& this fukn lorax character can be ruthless n this is the only time he comes out.
thats why my name goes nowhere near this mess.
& if it seems like ranting bitching biting balled up stress
its because thats all it is.  & i need it, jess.  yes 
i dropped a proper noun a monicher somebody uses 
but this is anonanonimity so first names be useless.
im gonna sign mine at the bottom of this page
cuz this is not weaseL e. toRn speaking or the lorax rappin rage
this is Shayne Allen Chamberlin Lawton for the first time on stage

"its so hard being me" cries the whole world unanimously
just wanna let u know i love u all.  peace.  family

Exude Calm..........

do this, n they all just march along......
oblate shpheres of interest
quests for fancy penmantrics
birth nothing but itch n urgency
demand precision measurements
exact endeavorments
environmental awaredence
nonethelence,
a goatless approach to the mothership.......

the full moon approaches...........

Orion hunts high, the chill nears, ears are fall deaf,
a wood splitters wishes of softer dishes run dry wells before the whiskey
so sirius treads briskly toward the sun, another hunts begun
before the days done, stag stick n string shall again unite as one
beings sustain the weight of rain n shine for the youth
my sons and daughters learn from yer roots,
choose painest free routes n climb on through my time here
seismic endeavors care not of weather patterns n permits for war paint
cold rain lays hate to brow n brother, my head bows to bow,
just know that no goatly deed goes unnoticed
hard work and extreme focus be thankless n the meat ll choke us,
postharvest, we gather n feed n feed the hordes whats left basically bare bones
Hoyt yaah hooo!! a return to venisence.....

theyre on my trail its a slow speed pursuit from the moment i turned tail
im like a 110 year old sea turtle tryin to outrun a killer whale
hopefully he will ignite   {poof} 
thatd be i deal so i can get home to my wife 
& put up with the schpeel

thats the thing about stealin a 15 year old 4 cyl pickup

i cant get away quick enough

drive it like ya stole it.......

this life is binary,
I and Me, n we dont achieve unless moving in sync
beats lay deep in this speakers rib cage,
page after page manifest between his ears rests,
driver of this stolen ride, wearer of this begattin hide
mine eyez pry deep inside n I find truth,
defyz or devise the science, I ignite, poof ..
drag back fact and present the proof
mine hooves r makin moves toward gas pedals
I'll swerve until my tummy settles up with the goats
play off hopes of safety nets, drink n place bets
on the fullest airbagz, head rests n safety tagz,
pad nest with high arrrgh factor its the equinox
pausing the tapes just listen, animus vox..........

strike 2

this slippy slugger writes in blue n the pitchers greased up fastball just friggin slipped on through
the hole in my bat.  n the emblem on my hat shows that although i got a crew i am my own team.  
the n'hampsha truffulas....
we' wicked fackin smaaaht aint we doooode.....
especially after that incident in alaska when i was workin the handy man jack n let go of the handle by accident n got clacked smack dab in the noodle it was a smashing hit.  n im still paying for it
hey at least i have an excuse what up with the rest of the world??!!??
speaking of excuses i have the ultimate one ive never heard better:
i was conceived on a mushroom trip.
& believe me i use it.

The Beat loops in a figure 8

& so far this flying thing is goin great & hate took the week off & so all 6'1/4" of me sits down to create
elate with me, sirius b, i know i aint always there for thee but its been a hella long summer n ive gotten a shitload accomplished, see.  
& as long as theres nowhere to run it makes no sense to flee.
gee. life can get hornery.  & personally i dont understand the need to fight cuz i got no enemy.  
i could if i wanted but but my waste baskets all haunted with shitheads not caught up in my memory.
phlegmery....
its september see & as long as i can finish my insullation, drywall, woodstove, firewood, paint, flooring & electricity, i should be able to winter in my sweet new floorspace.  & if not i may need to rent a joint for me n my wife 2 kids 2 dogs 2 cats n o my all our shit too.  
a bit left to do.  but the clan sticks to the plan & theyre holdin up quite well
the extended greater part is lettin shit fly all to hell but its all about this subspecies under this roof
the rest (except the reeses) can go pound a thousand proof
& wake up all fucked-headed & realize the truth
that its all been a spoof.  the great builders they all thought they were let their structure fly a whole mile above the earth on a poor foundation.  & its crumbling.  im mumbling through my keyboard sos to not piss anyone off cuz if the world could hear my thoughts tonight theyd probly 
i dunno.  shake their heads maybe.  maybe tell their kids not to do drugs.  probly more like not understand
& carry on bumbling through life fulfilling peoples master plan.
i fanned on this one but ill get another chance & ill take it & not break it & not adjust my stance
strike 1

let the beat loop, gotta go to work........

perk testing wellest wishes, drinkable dishes,
swim as fishez through this mainstream malishiousssssnessss
where suspicious figures er commitin young triggers
today, its to the polls!! got goals, n the captn knows reefs don't funk around,
his crewz not Babylon bound, or pawnz unplayed,
its en passant ..... that pirates arghh gettin paid
mind fukers, tummy tukers, chip flossing pricksters, n trustafarian hipsters
the spokes are broke its a wrench tossing parade
these politico gangsters think they've got it made
something badder than we, sit with chi, wheepin we blaze arrows pierce hide, peel out whats inside, and sustain ..
my brain moves left, right, day, night, stare into the light... n youll want a spectrophotmeter too ... who knowz its knives ta meat  ta bones ta bite n for the goats sake, never "cant wait"  .... just write....
simple twists, a citrus side dish @, twilight
leavin at midnight the hunts open n just as dawns doors open ta lettuce sea alpha centauri ..
sirius b one with the the chi,
i be .. just one man,   .. just one plan,
to scan closer looks, cast sharper hooks...
my bow is compound, i place my myself where I'm found,
I am, You are, shouldnt be so hard hard n is this guitar plugged in?
word.... he be the butcher of verbs
eyelashes block sand n reverb, spoken word unites ...
goodnight.......

live fast, drive faster.....

I'm just a spark,
my heart beats or doesn't,
my visions come and go.

to be caught or remain unseen,
be witnessed or get away clean,

drive man drive, and slow for no man,
bandits stand n pick plans to pieces at crosswalks,
so when opportunity knocks, pocket coins n pitch rocks
wishing wells watch most waves go rogue,
so get toe to toe with event horizon n vault that fence,
save two pence for the ferryman n don't look back.........

weapons of choice...

take aim, steady, steady, fire!
emulsify this guy, maybe his words'll spread better,
wetter inks what he needs, his pen bleeds fast,
outlast dark as stars,  place word to track, walk hard
this empire will strike back, dont pawn light sabers,
at dusk, he dawns, layers upon layers of industrial funk.
n while ewe sleep,
sirius pushes posts deep into record sized grooves
weighs watches n logs details, plots another move...........

spinning...........

inside an electric blue hour glass,
sand slips past, falling away to then.
with a zen twist, the poles shift, n all grains gather ta sit,
each peers into this newly formed rift,
stars are born where space times' torn,

expand your view to include the new new.

youth is the future, so dance monkey dance,
take a chance n witness self,
spin tops off shelves onto bigger planes,
fewer walls to bounce'll leviate the pains
from just spinning..........................

shift gears now or risk the transmission......

Mush! mother fuker, Mush!!!!!!!
iced beard n eyes teared his dream team breaks trail, romancing the grail,
they push through dawn n run on, as comets into the cosmos.
bringin water to dry places,
keepin smiles on little faces,
its onward still @ blazing paces.
saving grace,
leaping faith,
standing face to face with a future race whos foreign tongue gets shit done half time,
stack dimes edge 2 edge,
pitch your wedge n pole vault past the hedge funders blunders,
keep empathy under reign and umbrella or it will get spongy, bob...

the goats've spoke of yet another bigger better boat,
so im sailing around ebay searchin for ipe ta kill my saw,
err, what ive seen on these high seas, arrrghh a pirates life for me.............

resurrecting an inner mc, this is sirius..........b

potential energy,
paddin the penergy,
synergize then youll see,
this is our grind,
paper to pulp, wheat to flower, bean to brew, quartz to power
hour by hour stay n wait in line, balance the books only to find
back to the woods, we know its the medicine, tribe up slide down, doors wide let us in...

dare to dream, its all good...............

let the lids down n transpose,
form thoughts to doors, sever cords,
get lost in translate,
rip through substrate,
plant your answers...

pic yer part n pass art till nuns r left,
preach pastor, speak yer heart till the sunz left
rising from the ashes,
she shakes it,
reflects on the burn n turns to fly again.....

this rivers been reformed, bank no more.
big storms tore through n laid new land,
the goats right hand doesn't waiver,
it be hooves, fears not, n molds rocks at will.
overfills some cups, n pours whats left down hill,
into a garden of souls,
its growth ebbs n flows to the beat,
bear through the bitters n push on till the sweets,
then harvest............

keep the volume cranked, it'll come back around....

winter time in rikity three level ranch with a loose stove pipe  new grey house alarmed on a hill  garage on side shanty in glenn  camping in the winter collaterally damaged gear to heavy to carry ridin scored board in deep snow super windy trapper on the trail teaching survival flying an ultra light or helicopter taking off with the choke on then banking hard left cracked houses n pimp limps always late for the ship round terminals and deep cold water white caps n the wine of winches combo of the flatirons the bluff and loon before it was rounded killer bear  behind a rock wall apples dirt road always forgettin the bullets eruption / round blue and purple flash both here and up there at same time a complex on rocky river with wall of windows rectangular with stairs on right  morning memories of dreamz from last night................

distinct Instincts, enter the rink..........

fighters like to fight, crack knuckles n chuckle when hit,
all stand, no sit, a work horse chomps at that bit, jumps the whip n pulls, all heart,
love for a driver calms side seater's nerves
cheetahs need the speed, fuck brakes just swerve
bob as space bar, weave as eyes on lines, sting as man o war, n fly,
fly for fun........

googles on board, thought search enabled......

implant tiny speaker to earlobe,
trade a tooth for a mic,
install thought processor,
tonuge tip the net over,
wii taste wikipedia.....
dispatching googlebots, an Orwellian scene.
crawlin out with dirty questions, n draggin facts back squeaky clean.
walkin round rockin sound knowledge, a cleaner greener college.
a machine sits n shreds all the pints of fine prints
finds all the points bullitens, makes sure they're never sent
nature lives wear the mulches meet the grass,
sow n ask not what your garden can do for ewe, but what ewe can do for your garden.
this b sirius, I mine for finer verbage.
come sit n, fill yer chalice, pass some time n pass the herbage.............

golden toothz r still chewin under my two hooves.......

deep into the hills we go,
where water knows, a sleuce box flows,
funk is smooth like glass.
the masters of placer sit siftin through trash,
a cast of frantic attempters to pry herbs from ash,
this to shall come then pass, n thus the laugher of the last is willed to have the final vote
push back against the rope n reel, feel this thread, unload.......

Hakuna is Matata.......

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A1X5XSsVUXU

the goats graze shade when the heat comes...

whos' king of this swinger zoo, wheres the jungle VIP?
count fingers n twiddle sums a while youll see,
siesta style lay back a bit n let er pass
before tryn ta write too fast
cast a line n tie it to yer toe then just let the imagination go full throttle
n apply liberally says so right on the bottle
of rum
just had the label covered with my thumb......

team Tonka has its orders.........

Excavate the treeline,
dont quit diggin till the ditch stops itchin,
theres always somethin at the bottom, feeders n heavy metal breeders, fillin fish fins wit shit that wins the race for a half life every time guaranteed. so why not bet on it @ www.liberateafishtoday.theradioactiveway.com donate the winnings primarily as shark fin soup n serve it up on headline news
still dreamin of venison, menacin tourists,n feastin on the fall line, keepin spine right n up on the signs of the times.......

sit and speak with me, Calliope.........

if ewe so choose to use the fluff between yer ears,
its all about the muse.
waiting for Calliope, pen brandished, pad drawn, dawn of a new day.
the silver dew n dew nots' have their ways with the morning's green blade parade.
another nocturnal charade draws to a close, where hunter's hopes n prey's prayers yield, into the light.
here, Sirius sits, sifting through roots,
panning for placer flakes n fruit filled truths,
calculating bites seizable, if he was actually blue toothed.
for now, the range of bite is set at right about arms reach.
but sirius plans to make it more than figures of this Grid Free speak.......

heavy weights waiting for green lights.....ta fight!

the outboards running full throttle, its bolted to the dock.
just to make waves, clear channels, n irritate the flock.
don't stop chewin if yer foots in a snare, its the code.
stay on the road n keep pumpin full flavor, type bold
chisel yer nitch, grab hold of the market, n feel that pendulum drop
both arms to the sky roller coaster do or die cant stop
go on and vomit, we're funkin on it, we toss mops n swab the deck
this ships rigged for wet n stormy treks through Grid Free seas, set ta
bring Tech back to all the nologies at my LLC..........

n its still coming down

one drip at a time til the ground cant take no more o this n the whole world will look like my back yard bayou...
now you know its mr loraxalot spittin wit & chewin chutters best n even tho the ground is far below you know hes  gonna bust up out this nest... n whether the worlds are aligned in time with his mind or not hes gonna throw down his best...  once he finds it.......even though his name aint in the"who" box to to the right ---------->
hes gonna unleash this shit on the world n hes gonna do it tonight...well, he might...
theres about 15 o these posts sitting in the edit page n i like to play around with em give em humor add some rage...  cuz its better than taking things out on the ones that he loves thats the only thing dad tought him is how to do it without gloves......hes like put up yer dukes.... im like i got no fuckin dukes old man...
but hey who cares that crap is in the past we are good buddies now i just had to knock him on his ass...
i didnt want to.  but he asked n asked n asked til i blessed the soft spot on the top of his head with a downward knuckle blast...i thank the guy every chance i get for turning me into who i am    is not him     n is no pet...
he taught me exactly how to not treat people he taught me how to forget...........

skies supplied lightend ings, n thunder boomed....

water tables full now, droughts down stream.
everything green knows this drill,
squeeze the earthen sponge n mass produce the chlorophyll
time stands still as Alice downs her pill n peers down that rabbit's hole
witch weighed the weather n said its already sold,
truth told, this story's old, stanks of mold, Cheshire cat shit and Britannica
god bless America! pass the hotter than sauce and satanica
the plan, its a solid one, two buns and a burger
fused by the merger
mind, body, soul, n sneakers.
we need bigger speakers a whopper and a keg o rum.
run this debt up n down like the g forced gyro's thumb...........

just like old lo wax to jump back in at 101

his left hand is twistin beards up n the other ones at 1
its all crystalline outside today this is when this driving thing is fun
hes all bustin a lung all over the dashboard with a song thats never been sung
& the lastword spirals off his tongue like a top that just got spun


now his right hands still at 1 while his left rests on that cross thingy
hes slumpin like some mud now & hes thinkin too hard & his feet are stinky
gotta downshift to fifth wake up wipers up lights on seatbelt check o yeah right im driving 
that was a crazy dream man all i got left to battle is the notch n then ill be arriving


hes got his left hand at 11:45 n the other one at 1:30
the notch is squeezing the clouds dry onto his windshield all dirty
this truck needed a bath bad but its making these here roads all sqirrely
hes grippin tight & his fingers are going white cuz not necessarily early
but hes gotta get home at some point tonight


the left hands now at 10 & hes got his right hand up on the headrest
of the passenger seat its straightening  his back out see n man how hed love to move his feet
its the home stretch homie speed a little bit but take it slowly sweet family awaits 

give thanks to the goats, its the 100th post!!!!

bottles of rum on the wall,
pennies are finding their dollar,
birthdays for an Oreo,
anniversaries at Fenway,
years in a century,

good news falls on these two feets in this and the coming weeks,
hear the goats speak codes drive dark roads and illuminate the shadows, find shoes and pick yer battles foreground cuz your town drowns if the vests not tight, blaze on through the night, take three lefts if need be, just make it right.
this vision lingers long enough ta seed yer inner deja
so just shake shake shake whatcha momma gave ya...........

push forward, never pull........

thinking at high speeds duck down, cuz all wills bow to the bow shock.
yer welcome to use mine but better gas mileage ta stay real close n talk to the goats regular.
thinkin in yer sleep,  the mind can double its range.
recognizing where you're dreamingz  key to the communicade
free flow between conscious and unconscious deals yieldn fields n streams of raw datum
we're all scientists, walking alchemists, shamans n stacked atoms
to be, or not to be overthrown as, emperors, third base, seeds n fists.....

the tao de sirius b.....

first light broke,
the mind tied in,
top ropes fell from atop life's cliffs again,
ores strapped down coat zipped, i climb like vines, n stay tight lipped,
coil every line on board,
embrace the earthen floor
and embark, whirled tour.
keeping the teachable truths on deck, n the quasi qualable ones under the boards
a pirate learns to flip the eye patch before thinking back n forth
ta try n separate some of the loves from all these wars,
alas, collision is beauty, left and right were fused,
n once past that event horizon, magics freely used
the siriusphere can be stretched, directed, tortured.
 n when both nails and mortar eventually fail to keep their shit together?....
the lions will run these planes

let the record skip, we'll just keep bustin movez.........

its a heartbeat and high pitched screech
that the most Sirius of atoms bounce to while riding these feet.
like roots the sound of life pushes through, the medium yields gladly, they dance.
lip locked, and jettisoned into the dark,
their double helixd like vapor trails leadin write onto the arc.
sparks fly as we pinball through the thickest of trees,
n part of fixin flaws is scraping up yer hands and knees
so please bear with a lion a while n keep sharing cave
we're pavin roads for the cubs baby, we've got it made.
when times are tough n thorns get thick as thieves
remember the earth gives ground so long as yer pullin through the weeds
so keep the glow but leave half the blows above the belt
n check that sensors r set to cool or interests bound to melt.....

yella bellied words n forks, maybe ewe should choose this time.......

the power of suggestion, a bit o ambiance, a few orange words let this canscience have a chance ta smooth my hooves on this 80 grit track im runnin dreamed up races and want the title back ahh king of the coupe devile topless n hairless just blowin in the wind orange painted skin n botox tainted chins rockin the front lines n payin the highest of fines dining to get into this club first cuz this djs tryn ta out spin the earth......

the engineers' between these ears.............

hold the clutch to the floorboard n letters coast through, stay tuned to the new n wade, bare feet feelin first, keep feedin yer unquenchable thirsts, cuz it'll be small bursts of light that pierce first, part the night n allow sight of at least a bumpersticker here and there, so offer prayer n tryn tell the bad dogs its not just hair they're leavin on the sofas. 
its safe to let the clutch out.
the tracks are beings laid straight for as far as these eyes see
and the new routines rollin off the press stressfree.
day one with Artemis back on the trail ta heal the ailed
this papa lion tailed by the 2 cubs now ooohhhhh soooo proud to be.
the rider of these paws, bears n all to get these flaws write
so happens yer ears can here tonight...

ode to the sentence scramblerz...........

the back talkin word n woods amblers, clamouring through the trees n tickling keys, in search of today's mindful freez. weaving these truthz on loomz so smooth that even the emperor cant help but groove, so move these mountains or hike over em n hold to the creed, pads ta feed n pens ta bleed so please just read on.....

the battle between smoke and wind rages on......

keep pushin pawns, beheading bishops n cookin the rooks books,
sirius b rockin that hook, hiking up the queens skirt to get a better look,
took time finding a good seat,
to watch the wind advance and to see the smoke retreat,
but now the smells bitter sweet n the taste is so much better
gettin greater oxygen exchange, even in the colder weather
so tie that tether, walk hard sir lorax! n when the nic attacks,
give em no slack, just thank yerself for all the minutes given back.

hardest goddam thing hes ever done....take 1000....& action!

we all know its best to stick to the ridges, to high ground

& attempt to drown into our own old gooves that soothes

as it oh so mellowly flows down

here where life seems so simple

where the one whos callin the shots

is the one here holdin the pencil

& when hes done he heads outdoors for a ciggy smokebreak

& 2/3 of the way through it hes craving another, brother

undoing all that hard work that got him here watch his back break

as he reaches into his pocket in his jacket to pull out that comforting packet

& fills his tiny universe with smoke. life seems so simple down here.

just dont smoke right? "the cravings only last 3 to 5 minutes"

we all know they last a lifetime.

got my wicket zippered so pass me......

today im an ice crystal outside grinding,
tossed through the clouds on winds whims, finding
time to join the stack of particles on these northeastern slopes,
ahh the Great White hopes for all the fast cash,
but waitin in the squal line the melt laughs last.
sit n hear sirius preach about past rash thoughts,
wars fought n forgot not, disasters bought n sold,
ahhh but the days of old, sellin fools gold for food stamps n stickin the traitors into work camps have come n gone, n long time runners are far and few,
most are just shaggin trees n bandwidth, so stand quick sand cuz the glass has been flipped, we're layin down skis n whippin out swix.........

four universes and a canine black hole under one roof.........

the great goats have tipped the grail once more!
poured out two more feets to tour these wooden floors n those concrete streets
so houres devores for all my peeps n let that ball drop
cuz this year clearly stops not for man myth or machine,
lean back, dont step on the quacks, n duck when that ship comes back to sort out things like country musics and politics,
be careful cuz that shit sticks, so tread light,
tryn hold back that urge to fight or flight, the daze and react
to the two satelites map of the sun, or the two mappin the moon's fields,
hell, this is why vikings fight with shields and burn churches,
raise the perches, and if the sea level keeps rising,
just put a diaper on..........