The Mind Released

By John Serving

It took over 45 years to put together. Images of many years ago but that still seem relevant today. No need to take everything too seriously, I didn't. I am happy to get this somewhere that someone might find amusing.

• Language: English
• Publisher: John Serving
• Release date: Dec 10, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310119712

John Serving

Born in one place, lived in many places, grew up in Key West.

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Thoughts

The Mind Released

Rolling On

Spaced

Why

It’s Your World

My World

I Am The People

We Are Coming

When Will It Come?

Its There Somewhere

Living A Life

The Key

Off

Who Chained Your Brain

Use It Right

Youth

Strong Nation

Beautiful War

Bomb, Bomb, Bombs

Cry Me A Sad Song No More

Rebellion

God Where Are You?

Power

The Laugh

Fate

Who Will?

Which Way

When You Run Aground

And When I Die, Not Much Is What You’ll Get

Anymore

Come Again

Help U.S.

Did You Help US Today?

Ah Yes, We Have Come

Seven Short Thoughts

Ain’t What She Used to Be

Our Hope

At Last

Dreams

Little Things

Little Puppies

Deep Inside

Guess I’ll Have To Learn

It Started With You

Happy

I Want To Know

I Dreamed

Last Dreams

Irritation Breakdown

Good Cheer

Help Me

Kind Of

Remorse And Woes

Doubt

Slow Down

Little Feelings

It Could Happen

Freed

Paranoid

At Rest

Love

What Are They?

What It Was Today

Blue Love

Brief Chase

Carol

Sal

Say Joanie

Say Kaye

Une Petit Fleur (to Kathy)

I'm Missing You

Kisses And Love

For Letters

Love You

Love, Die

Me Go Away

Good-bye My Love

Pink And Gold

My Desire

Change Of Pace

Does She Still Linger?

Come Back

Coming

Let Me Know

You And I

Remember Me

Sad Weather

Far Apart

Go Ahead

I Don’t Know

Look Back

You

So Why Pick On Me?

Tough Break

Why Do YOU Torture Me So

Lost

Spade Queen

Kind of Makes Me Wonder

What If

My Dreams

So

But I Am Happy

Engineering Blues

People

Your Best Friends

A Casual Discussion With a Nigger

A Friend Of Mine

And I Liked Him Too

Dear Dave

Mr. S.

If John Keeps Going (I’m Afraid)

He Did, His Way!

Frenchy McGoon

People, People, and More People

Fast And Furious

The Dude

Miss My Friends

The Family

In The Past

Graduation

Reverse

In Black And White

Stone Lee

The Old Man

So Short

The Individual

Talk It Out

Odds and Ends

Athlete

Bottled Poem

Go Back

Mashed Yellow

Of Old Ships

Old Ship Roll On

The Grand Dukes Ball

SLURP

BBB And SS

Motorcickle Itch

Z Monster

Weekend

This Town

My School

Only Now

Bullshit

Cheating, Oh Cheating

You In The Zoo Too?!

What A Time

For A While

Stoney End

The Trip

Up And Away

Understanding

Mix

Life is Hard

No Trust

Mother Earth

Be Gone

Be Out

Pushing Your Luck

I Got Troubles

It Sometimes Behooves Me

Ours Together

Make it Good

Pity

On By

I Thunk

So Alone

Used To Be

Money

The Best

I Don’t

One Year To Go or Nineteen

The Next Ten

Bye-Bye

Onward

Too Fast, Too Soon

Thoughts

The Mind Released

Through these pages which bend and fold

Are stories that won’t go untold

In your mind you may try to find

What to others may seem blind

In your head the secrets have come unlocked

No longer must your thoughts be blocked

You must try and foresee

What meaning you can make of me

The time must not let you stop

You must go and search for the top

The top of all kindness and love

The upper limits far above

It will be hard to decipher the code

And easy ways are slow

And the meaning of such words will wind on forever

You must carry them to the endeavor

And try to make the best of what you’ve got

Because no one else is going to help you for what you’ve sought

And just remember after your long, gone, and deceased

I will still be the mind released.

Return

Rolling On

Somewhere I’ve heard before

A poem which kept rolling on,

As before

Rolling along, along, along

Rolling up through the hills

Rolling down through the mind

I’ve heard that poem sing out,

As before

I’ve heard that poem cry out,

For freedom

It cried loud and strong

It cried and rolled along.

Return

Spaced

Spaced would it be so nice to have

Spaced it was so nice to be

Gone, gone so far away from me

Thoughts they look in between it all

Sight is not contributing to what we should obtain

Scorn brings in too much disdain

Why? Can’t it be left to them?

They were looking, trying, to help me too

Did not succeed, looks as though I’m through

Say, when will you come again?

Say, I’m missing what you left behind

I keep searching, searching for my mind

Yes, Spaced that’s what I’d like to be

Spaced away and out just setting me free

Spaced, spaced not looking at what I see.

Return

Why

Why are people born? What is

The purpose of living on this

Earth which is part of a great

Space? Just think about it for

A moment, people are put in this

world, but who puts them here, is

it all biological or does some other

spirit combine them in their fashion.

Look at the Christian religion, it says

We are put here to believe and prepare

For the world after, or to evangelize

All the people of the earth. What

Is the world in the universe? A speck

If there are other lives on other planets,

Do they have the answer to their way

Of life? I feel that there will always

Be some thing missing of the complete life of one who does not have religion,

He cannot have a true purpose

For driving on and living. Perhaps

Man will never answer many

Questions in life and I cannot give

The answers, only the question.

Return

It’s Your World

Oh! The hell with you,

You, O so ignoble people who declare themselves so self-rightists.

I may not be the perfection of all

But I am some part of a body

I am part of a people who live

I shall speak, no one need hear

I shall yell so that all may see

I shall do what must be done

For I may not be perfect but I can see hypocrisy.

O you people you make me sick

You go and tell black they are white

But you think yourself gold.

People, you may only heed my warning

I can only speak for myself

I cannot determine right from wrong

But I can tell two-faced people, bigots.

When one is complete and whole,

He who knows no prejudices and can represent a race,

a body, a complete people.

Then and only then will I be with you a free mind and

a clear conscience.

For those who oppress can only do so

When others are at hand to be pressed.

If (and I pray) that someday we will be one.

Then all may join with a good and human right of all people

That of freedom.

Not freedom to oppress others but a freedom that we can

Coexist with one another and not infringe on others,

That basic right is born with us all.

But only you the people can make it so.

So far you do not, then throw up in everyone’s toilet for all to see.

Your most vulgar dissentions upon the others of your race.

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