Words From The Attic... Dreams

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What???

Seems I was a complicated pacifist

nutjob for a quick moment back then LoL

A Woodstock hippie for sure!

My fuckin' head was spinning

after reading that first verse.

Well, with the second one as well!

Have no idea if this was pre-navy,

during or after??

But I promise you...

I had way better "dreams"... than this!!

Dreams

Wheels that sometimes turn against us

Are often thought as unreasonable punishment

For which we will realize the truth hidden

Deep inside each movement,

Was voluntarily performed

The profound language of life

Is simply thrown at us by these brilliant

Pigheaded sorcerer's and then we're expected

To obey each and every commandment

As to purify the reason for living

I sit here and I wonder how it is so peaceful

Listening to the soft perpetual

Movement of the water

While just minutes away you fall into

Mass confusion and disorder

Let us unite as one and share the fun

You would be foolish to resist

Now join together and witness the miracle

Consolidate your minds and compare your thoughts

For on the horizon there are safer forts

Where once inside you are off the slide

No need to fight nor carry a gun

No need to cry at foolish pun

Where the mighty conquer no more

As it did in every war

There will never be bad weather

Not as long as we stick together

Not for a while but forever

Words From The Attic... Stud For A Day

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LoLoLoL

Oh the horror!

Very funny!

I must have witnessed an asshole

while on vacation down in Florida

when I was at a club or something.

Stud For A Day

Welcome back my friends

To the show that will never end

As he stands tall and ready to defend

Defend the insecure mass of muscle

Surrounding his shallow means of talk & hustle

He approaches his prey with an unscrupulous array

Of heartless remarks in every way

His couth is as smooth as a sharks tooth

And his wit won't fool you a bit

Here there's only one set of rules

That is my dear, to please the family jewels

If you's are both willing

It could be most fulfilling

You will find he will be extremely kind

Until the doc says you're in a bind

He stalks the beach with the cunning of a snake

Looking for someone on the make

It's been a losing day for the champ

So he picks up and moves camp

The days' over and the wars were tough

Not a one fell for his bluff

So now he heads for home all alone

Me, myself and a big huge bone

"I wanted all of you, as you can see,

But you sent me home blue as could be"

He wants to die as he starts to fly

This must be the worst of times

All alone with no dates

His friends are out and his parents are gone

As he warms the bowl and masturbates

He thinks to himself, tomorrow will be better

The girls will be wetter and ready to go

As he pumps his iron and smokes his blow

"I'll keep tryin' and I will succeed

I'll get my baby yes indeed"

"The real world is wrong

I knew it all along"

"They should all come forth and let it be

So I'll keep pumping 'til they come to me"

"They don't know what their missin'

It's me they should be kissin'"

"I don't understand their way

I work on my body everyday"

Words From The Attic... Second To None

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Boy... a lot goin' on here!

It has the 80's all over it

with Ronald Reagan, who was our

president from 1981 thru 1989.

Refers to all the troubles we had

with Iran over the years, and of course

the cold war with Russia

was also alluded to!!

It even has a hint of Pink Floyd

with the "bricks in the wall" reference

from the amazing 1979 album

 THE WALL!

It's also another attempt at lyrics.

The red indicates where the words

are spoken according to both the

penciled and penned pieces.

And remember that Ronald Reagan

was an actor before he became president,

and starred in a movie called

"Bedtime For Bonzo!"

I was on vacation for a few weeks down in

Florida when I wrote this as you can

see by the hotel stationary LoL

Who the fuck thinks about shit like this

while on vacation in sunny Florida

LoLoL Too funny!

I also left out that last crossed out verse...

it's pretty stupid and if I'm reading it correctly,

it's a play on words dealing with cocaine.

Glad I crossed it out, it just doesn't work here.

Second To None

Come on people... get together now!

Now I've been hearin' these stories

And I sure hope that they ain't true

Ya see I've been talkin' to some people

And they say you're feeling blue

Well you see the water is low

But the pressure's still high

The oil is scarce

And we just wanna know why

You see the wheels are still turning

But they're going the wrong way

So if we don't get it together

They all say we'll pay

Well everyone knows that we got a new boss

And Reagan is his name

But we're still at a loss with our new boss

'Cause Bonzo just ain't the same

So call out your kin if you wanna win

And toss all those students on out

And take back their passes

and all their ports

'Cause they just can't handle the clout

Well you see the water is low

But the pressure's still high

The oil is scarce

And we just wanna know why

You see the wheels are still turning

But they're going the wrong way

So if we don't get it together

They all say we'll pay

Ya see people

What I'm trying to get across

Is simply up to you of course

And if hurting and killing are what you adore

Then go try the army and fight in the war

But I know there's people out amongst you all

Who are brighter and tighter bricks in the wall

So give us some shelter and prevent us a fall

And in the end you've got a free ball

Well you see the water is low

But the pressure's still high

The oil is scarce

And we just wanna know why

You see the wheels are still turning

But they're going the wrong way

So if we don't get it together

They all say we'll pay

Well I see that you all have gotten the point

So huddle together and light up a joint

Well I've got a hunch, that this is the bunch

Who's gonna stick together

Throughout this here crunch

Ya know we've been in battles

And we've been in wars

But we never had this many troubles before

So take out a record of Jim Morrison's

And listen to him and drop all your guns

Then go tell the Russian's they'd better be cool

'Cause we're sick and tired of playin' the fool

Well you see the water is low

But the pressure's still high

The oil is scarce

And we just wanna know why

You see the wheels are still turning

But they're going the wrong way

So if we don't get it together

They all say we'll pay

Words From The Attic... Just Some Strange Shit Floating Around In My Head

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It has some really nice moments,

and then not so nice, moments LoL

But just like the title says...

just some shit floating around

in my head. And what have we said

over and over now about getting

that strange shit outta that mind of yours??

Go ahead, you know the answer!

Of course...

you fuckin' SPEW!!!

Let that shit in your head flow right

outta that pen or lead onto to that piece of paper...

until the strange, is out... for now, at least!! LoL

I also see the iconic lyric by none other than

Pete Townshend...

Out here in the fields!!

Which of course is as we all know...

the opening line to

Baba O'Riley

Just Some Strange Shit

Floating Around In My Head

With Summer time bee's humming

And the softness of Spring coming

The creatures of the forest await the rain

The new rain

The god sent gift of purity

When times of peace and happy being

Are well worth the things that we are seeing

When people play together at work and play

Unite as one throughout the day

Could it be that maybe one day

Twelve months can continue as one

It's up to us, the people of the living

We can keep the softness of Spring

Or let the hardness

Of the Winter times overcome

I choose the soft, I choose the clean

I choose the women that I have seen

The children of the streets

the water they spray, anoint themselves

The cop on the corner, a Prince of being

Tip your hat the lady wishes

Women of the evening

Hot, sweat and brown skin

The rich little bitch nods her head and thinks...

What a sin

Long black chariots of wealthy paupers

While a fire blazes in the junky's brain

By far the best is long since gone

But the cat he plays still

With the spool of yarn

Words From The Attic... Live Your Own Life

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I think I like this...

but it's definitely not me...

it's Jim Morrison once again LoL

This looks like a paper placemat from a

Chinese restaurant, most likely on

Staten Island judging by the date that is

written in pen on the opposite side...

1981 Fe . 5th

I didn't ship out for the navy until Nov 1981.

Jim was so huge in my life during

the early 80's especially when

Danny Sugarman,

the doors long time manager,

published the book

No One Here Gets Out Alive

in April of 1981. It created such a huge

resurgence of everything "doors!"

Including some of my writing!

A bit of a "woe is me" effort here,

but it flows pretty well.

And I also see a line from a Richard Prior

comedy sketch there at the top right!

So fuckin' good!!

Also along the way I see I changed to word

"prison" to "prism"

I changed it back to prison.

But like with so many facets of life...

somehow it almost always comes down to music,

and how the creativity of others'...

helps soothe "our own" turbulent moments in life!

Now how fuckin' cool is that!!

Live Your Own Life

Running roaming rapid foaming

The voice of one approaches us

It's deep it's strong and sometimes a hex

Why boys get crazy and girls they vex

Hot sweat and dead prison

The eyes of youth

Look upon it's distorted colors

And indecision

The ideas of wealth and power

Why yes even I have fallen to my knees

Before it's tremendous tower

Luck... skill and the will to win

The pride they must hide and discipline

You must shatter the border

And obliterate the chaos and disorder

Start your ascent to get to the summit

You mustn't stop until you've done it

They pound that thought into your brain

And expect your thoughts to remain half sane

The American way he screams and shouts

Well I'm sorry folks I have my doubts

My hands are full with the troubles I've got

I don't need no smart ass college boy

Puttin' me on the spot

I get by the best I can

You don't like it, that's too bad

I try to stay happy and keep a stiff upper lip

But I'm sorry there boy

I just don't have enough for a tip

But when I'm down with a heavy frown

And my spirits need a lift

I turn on my radio and play my records

And share their precious gift

Words From The Attic... The Untitled / Unfinished Poems... Stories & Thoughts... 31

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From that date at the top of the page,

I was only about two months

away from shipping out for navy bootcamp.

Life from a psychological point of view

at that point was beginning to build up

like a pot of water getting ready to boil over.

Had many many thoughts running

around my head then. Most were positive

but some were pure chaos!

I was beating myself up here a bit for

never really putting my ALL... into anything.

Mostly just skating through life.

Truth be told... the navy years were the same.

Had a blast most of the time, but really

didn't apply myself much. Always scamming,

trying to find ways to get around

the status quo.

Seems on this day, I picked up a pen,

not a pencil... and spewed those chaotic thoughts

down on paper. It must of really eased

that boiling over mode back then,

because just reading this now today

April 7, 2026...

is having a calming affect on me LoL

Spewing is simply the best!

And should be mandatory...

for any chaotic moment in your life!!!!

And oh... Bryan and Cary were neighborhood

friends who were already in the military.

Bryan was a marine. And Cary was in the navy.

In fact Cary and I ended up on the same

ship together... the USS Nimitz.

Unbelievable right!

Untitled / Unfinished... 31

Aug 30 "81"

Seeking my deliverance

from this misbegotten place!

You like that?

How often have you used your brain?

I mean really used it?

Don't you huh

Most likely not enough

I should know...

I skipped through school and shit like that

without really trying.

You know, cheating on tests and stuff.

Well I made it through school,

But I could have done a lot better!

So now when I get in the navy,

I'm gonna kick ass.

I have to show someone that I can really do it.

That when there's a problem in front of me

that I can solve it.

Do you know who that someone is I have to show?

Give up?

Laugh if you want,

but that someone is me!

I've been faced with all kinds of shit,

family and otherwise. I'm still here.

But I never really gave anything my

total attention. As you can see from my spelling.

I can't wait. I know it's gonna be hard,

but I'm gonna do it.

I'm counting on the people I know to keep

in touch with me while I'm away. Now I will

be in the position that Bryan, Cary and

other people I know who are in.

I'm gonna write more often.

But the only worry I've got is my parents.

I know they can get along without me,

but it's just the thing of being so far away

from them. If they're not happy, I'm not happy.

I think the thing that I'm doing will

bring us closer together.

I don't like the space that is between us at times.

Just a thought... tommy 

Words From The Attic... The Untitled / Unfinished Poems... Stories & Thoughts... 30

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LoL

This was a follow-up song I wrote

called the Bak-A-Lum Blues that I can't locate.

That was the home improvement company

I worked for when I was 18/19 and living

in my first apartment on Staten Island.

This company was located in Linden NJ.

The worker rep Joe Merch was being a dick,

and we were going to have a meeting at

the local Holiday Inn to try and get rid of him.

And the radio thing LoL

My buddy Dale... (we drove in from S.I. together each

morning doing about 90mph over the Goethals Bridge

blasting the J. Geils Band LoLoL So awesome!)... and me would always play my

boombox loud in the warehouse, and

constantly being told by the boss to

shut the fucking thing off! We never did.

Then, one day, as we all lined up

at the end of the week, and the office chick

walked down the line and handed out

our paychecks just like she always did,

Dale and I actually pulled out pink pieces of paper that said we were fired LoLoL

Fuckin' pink slips, just like in the movies!

They have had enough of the two loud-mouthed

a-holes from Staten Island... bye bye boys LoL

So funny!

Untitled / Unfinished... 30

Well I told you the story 'bout the Bak-A-Lum Blues

You see the gang is back

And they got some more news

Merch's behind the desk,

he's playin' head games again

But not to fear it's gonna come to an end

We got a meeting coming up

Down at the Holiday Inn

We're gonna stuff our face and then drink some gin

We're gonna tell "the man" that we want him out

It's top on the list without a doubt

We gotta stick together, gotta talk some sense

Things must change 'cause we're all too tense

They say strength's in a number

And the number is one

It's the strongest number under the sun

We got black we got white it doesn't matter to me

We gotta stick to our guns 'cause that's the key

Now join together and tell me it's so

Tell me Joe Merch, he must go

We don't need a guy that's on the slide

All we need is one that's on our side

Everyone's the same so they tell you in school

But the boss he plays by a different rule

I know I pushed too far with the radio

This ain't no disco or rock 'n roll show

The boss should be wise and versatile

He shouldn't have gripes that are personal

We like to do our work and like it some

Including me and everyone

But don't let them see that smile on your face

'Cause you're one hundred percent wrong

And they got a case

Now join together and tell me it's so

Tell me Joe Merch, he must go

We don't need a guy that's on the slide

All we need is one that's on our side