I wish I didn’t get in the mood to write at 4am, when I have to go to work. FUCK YOU WORLD.
I wish I didn’t get in the mood to write at 4am, when I have to go to work. FUCK YOU WORLD.
stopped trying to understand the lines im writing when i sit my minds just stalling and when I breathe im just bawling and when I cry im just smiling and when smile im just dying, and when i run im just crawling, and when I see you im just wondering and if i stopped to see you id stop living, and if i have to do this job ill stop giving, and giving up is what im saying, and i need to make my own life, and im just saying. i gave up a long time ago and i stopped caring. thats the end and thats the start, and all just loops and thats my heart.
these are the depressing thoughts that enter randomly into my mind
through the synapses of electrical waves who tell my hands to write
as I flow through a world that is unkind, a society bred to hate,
when the only thoughts leading me to greener pastures, are the trees in the bag,
and if I cared about life then perhaps, and only then would mother nature,
caress my soul into a position of caring and opposition to the corruption of man.
and throughout time and space I travel in my mind, on a blanket of light.
going faster than the speed of sound, and breaking a barrier known as thought,
the lines pour out from mouth and into your ears, thoughtfully caressing you
as I touch your heart, and reach from stem to stem.
The birth of something new, a rebirth, a reconstruction, a world of my imagining
of peaceful thoughts and desires, only my mind knows. I no longer live in the
capsule of society, I live in my mind. Thoughts are compressed and disregarded if
they have to do with my physical self. For I live in the confines of my mind, as my
body travels through existence carrying out meaningless tasks in a mundane
fashion.
I do not work hard, because my brain is not in the moment of work. nor am I in a
moment of play, I am in suspended animation. I am in a hopeful dissolution that my
problems will be solved by the others around me. At least, in the way gravity pulls
us down to earth. I want to be cradled in the arms of mother nature.
I want to bask in the suns rays
and be carried over mountains
and ride down rainbows
and jump over clouds
and get high amongst the stones and moss.
to live in a world without others would be a heaven of mine.
and if I didn’t exist, would anyone even notice?
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it’s quiet, and I’m the only one.
the last man on earth
who still bides his time
who does not leave his asylum
who does not realize contribution
who does not feel thoughts and emotions
when you’re the last one left
what do you feel
when you see the stars
and do you see nothing but hopelessness?
if you’re infact last, if you’re in fact the only one left
where did the others go?
no bodies, just vanished
disappear
you would trade your life for all of them to come back and repopulate
in an explosion of love and lust you cannot bare yourself any longer
there is nothing left for you to care about
and you might as well be the last man on earth.
destruction of the earth
tears fall from waterfalls
broken legs and arms
no more walking the land
no more writing by hand
Sometimes the strongest emotions are ones we don’t want to accept. I’m not here to denounce what you believe or incite anger. I want you all to know that I care deeply about each and every one of you.
“The totality of all the things that exist.” The definition of the universe in the bible called dictionary read it I insist. This shit has got me pissed. But I wont cut my wrists. So I insist we reanalyze our purpose to exist. Whose next? Line up the rejects, my words are your execution, cosmos in revolution. Carl Sagan back from the grave for retribution, in face of your dissolution. This is in fact the world we’re in it’s evolution. It’s what I believe god is an illusion. Humanitarian crisis in Darfur was God’s contribution.
I’m not conservative or on the right I’m not a democrat or a sound bite. I’ll fight for your right to freedom every night, and it’s your right to speak outright and ignite the flames of controversy and excite the crowd tonight.
“The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants” put out the fire, connect to the fire hydrants. This is where I hold my ground. Secure the compound and stop all traffic that is inbound and outbound. We’re living in the wild west, but we’ve been castrated and suppressed. Fuck the east and the mid-west, we show the rest of the country they’re repressed and the bible belt has them all distressed
It’s your right to believe in god, I’m not gonna put you in front of a firing squad, but your peers might throw me in front of a burning cross and the staff and rod. I’m sorry that I have to talk about this, but it needs to come off my chest when you preach to me I go into cardiac arrest. You don’t even realize you’re preaching your mind is messed.
I don’t want to offend, or stop you from coming to attend. It’s not the bitter end, but agree it wont be to hell I descend. I never played for pretend. Never believed in heaven or that I’d ascend, but it doesn’t mean I don’t want to be your friend.
You see when I die I’m going to see an implacable wall of death
It’s sad, but I’m at peace with my last breath. If it’s time to go, it’s time to go when it’s time god doesn’t even know. Don’t try to convince me otherwise my journey is my own to undergo. So from the moment I say hello to the moment I say goodbye and go. I don’t want your anger to overflow. I just want you to accept my stance and go.
Now here is the secret that no body knows, when the wind blows you think it’s gods prose. but life experience and science has taught me to expose the truths we hold to be self evident that even a beautiful rose can decompose. Even God will kill children with cancer, rape, and torture. When the sun explodes it’ll be a scorcher. We weren’t put here by divine will, we believe because as humans we fear still. Tell you you’re going to burn forever even though that guy died for your sins or whatever.
Give me a break, the world is 6,000 years old? I’ve got rocks in my front yard that predate the testament of old. you were oversold. Lets take Lance Burton, open up his curtain. write reviews about his magic act and sort em, put em in a book, bury it for 1,000 years and you’ll have a new religion for certain.
Go back in time and tell the greeks you don’t believe in their gods, and they will laugh. Go back to the Egyptians and tell them ra was a golden calf. Don’t like my opinion? Then I’ll say sorry on my behalf I don’t want to discount you, but when I read the bible I laugh.
Please don’t hate me? I’m sorry.
Have you ever felt destroyed
Let down by the world
Misused, trashed, and forgotten?
Have you ever felt
The weight of the world
Bearing down on your shoulders?
Have you ever felt the pain
Of a thousand needles?
Can I pierce your skin?
With words hidden in tiny places
And the tiny cracks in your mind
As I look around I feel
I create the image of bliss
But I understand the world is beaten
It’s time to confess my sins
To the sun who watches over me each day
And to the moon who lights up my night
And the stars who guide me through valleys
And over hills and mountains until I find my way
Through the broken night and flickering lights
I wander through eternity holding no part of myself
And I look through the hourglass
Until I see your eyes and pierce the veil
I wonder exactly where the world has left us
The generation we’ve come to be
And the world works against us
I can only imagine the pictures in my head
And I let my mind paint images over canvas
As I steadily erase the thought of you
And I feel emptiness when I think of you
Tired of romanticism, I long for peace
And peace of mind. I contain my thoughts in a box
I hold my thoughts hostage and contain my being
Can you ever possibly understand that this is the future
Of my mind and disjointed thoughts collide
With visionary ideas of energy
Pulsating waves through space and time
The stars stand still and time rests on a rock nearby
The sun disappears behind a cloud and the moon hides behind shadows
Creating darkness is all I’ve ever known and my mind
Is searching for the supreme being known as myself
And I create options in my mind to follow the pathways I know
As I go down the roads I must go and see the sights
The world is so small and fragile I could carry it in my palm
The master of my own destiny
I see beyond the things that have no meaning
The plasticine of our world and fake molded buildings
From the plastics that bind together our simulated existence
Through rows and rows of buildings who stare down each other
Until they crumble and fall
They turn to sand and populate the ocean side
And the salt erodes us all as we turn into fine grains of sand
To be carried on the wind, and on the backs of seagulls
As we fold effortlessly into the sky and float into space to collide with suns, and cosmic rays. Beautifully interrupting the moons sleep as we pass through its gravitational pull.
We misinterpret our lives meanings and goals
as though death would not be waiting for us
It will intervene on our dreams as we sleep and sit idle
A world full of man made horror and beauty
as we pull away from our solar system
We see the small blue dot of where we lived and carried our days we float toward new worlds and new beginnings to find culture and acceptance throughout an unknown galaxy
whose secrets we’ll never truly know.
Boundless and limitless energy encapsulates us
it takes hold of us
It nurtures us into the adults we were supposed to become
Mother nature holds our hand until we pass through a black hole
we are squeezed into nothingness as black as my heart has become
We can still be fused together for one last chance at the end of eternity
We will pass through the universe unharmed and unfeeling.
Never have I felt happier to know that with peace will come death.
You ask yourself why me? But it’s time to realize you’re not the detainee. We’re all in this life together you must see. I will admit however, I’m tired of feeling like the escapee, like you cut off my legs, like I was the amputee. So let me tell you asap. This is the common trait we all share, we’re all family. So you need to know we all go through this together, that’s you and me. So look in the mirror, what do you see?
Don’t get mad or feel pity, you’re here for a reason so just be.
I want to make you realize what it is you need to see, look beyond the skin, deep inside yourself, you’re so deep. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise or they’re just a creep. I’m not gonna fret over what they say and lose sleep my advice comes to you dirt cheap, so I hope it doesn’t bore and put you to sleep.
So here goes nothing
If you’re trying to quit smoking then sit in the section that’s nonsmoking. Need ‘tah cover your mouth when you start choking. Don’t buy another pack I’m not joking
If you love two women, make up your mind, don’t play both, just leave one behind. She’ll get over it, that’s how we’re designed. She’ll be better off she doesn’t need your silly games it’s not kind.
And if someone leaves you then it’s meant to be, don’t cry and whine, it wont set you free, or turn them into what you want ‘em to be. They left you for a reason, it’s because you were too good to see. They didn’t understand what wonders you had in your mind or that you were artsy, that’s their loss and now they’re gone without you as their emcee.
Someone out there has always got it worse, all our lives are so diverse and adverse, this is your world to traverse. Here are my lines, my verse.
You gotta realize we all feel the same thing, all our lives may be different but we’re all on the same string, you may have a love or you may have a fling, but whoever you’re with love em like there the queen or king
If you’ve got writers block, it’s time to punch that clock, write down your words and leave me in shock. What I got to say will shut down your block, it’s just gonna be a few words and then I gotta walk.
This is where we live inside the system, be mad at the top of the pyramid and dis em, they don’t care about us on the bottom and we never missed em. So now just listen, here is the reasons they’re wrong I’m gonna list em.
We got public officials who sign their initials on bills that benefit themselves it’s intentional we pay for their service through taxes but it’s not beneficial, they don’t care about us it’s official. Welcome to America it’s criminal, at least we break the law it’s original.
I see the country I love turn to shit, and here I am to say my bit. I would like to admit I took you for granted there I said it. I didn’t think I’d be in this position to submit. You can only park here with a permit.
There are a lot of things that are about to get worse, we’re all gonna get so sick we’ll need a personal nurse. This country has gone perverse. 10,000 dollars for a medical bill what’s worse?
Claim bankruptcy empty your purse.
Like a train robber with a sheriffs star while we get robbed sitting in the dining car, imagine a train with only two cars 3rd class and a first class there ain’t no middle class, look through the looking glass
The world we live in got smashed with tear gas, we gotta stand up and take it back, because there won’t be any more lovers to love or smokes to smoke no more jokes to joke, and all our licensee will be revoked so don’t sit back, fight back and provoke
As I said one life to live, but it will mean nothing with no freedom to live
Let us stand together and just give, no need for anarchism
Let us be here for a each other because your my sister and my brother take back our world from the corporations who smother
Now whose with me? To take down big brother?
This is my life, I want to fucking die. I want to fucking sit in the corner and fucking cry. Im not gonna fucking lie, I wanna kill you all and watch you fucking die.
I dont give a shit about you anymore, dont ask me why. i forgot to say fuck you one last time. It’s fine, so fuck you youre outta line. I need to fucking stop my fucking heart from beating
I need to stop the game, and stop cheating, the moments are fleeting my heart has stopped fuckin beating this is the fucking world we live in? I stopped fucking competing, Im gonna say fuck every other word because my time feels like its repeating im writing this on the computer I aint deleting, I got a rhyme dictionary out, thats right Im fucking cheating I wish I was fucking beating
I like to watch porn, since the day I was born, I wear all black its what should be worn, im mouring my fucking death, wanna smoke some fucking meth. Im dying inside split my fucking head open wide. Run out infront of truck get struck run amok I dont give a fuck.
I finally found something I want to fucking write, that right, I dont see the fucking light. I want to be satan, and create the fucking night. I wanna kill some mother fuckers with a fucking m16 when they’re in my line of sight I read this right now with stage fucking fright
What are you thinking? He’s gone fucking mad, Im not feeling bad, infact I read this and feel fucking glad, glad I can get it off my chest, Im feeling the best I’ve ever had, the pleasure Im feeling is amazingly sad. I dont wanna feel this way, but this is how its written, Im just sittin on the toilet and im shittin thats our fucking life eat shit and fucking live your life. You only do three fucking things eat, sleep, and shit. Infact I care so fucking little im going to stop ryhming.
This world is fucking stupid and im tired of everything in it, I dont care what anyone has to say. You dont care what Im saying, so equally I could give a fuck. Forget all the bullshit I said about wanting to connect I give it up and I dont fucking care anymore. Why the fuck should I bother with anything? WHY THE FUCK DOES IT MATTER? I would be so much happier if I had absolutely nothing at all. Please take it all away, I’ll feel better when Im nothing. Because right now, life is fucking joke, its so fucking funny so lets all laugh it the fuck up. I just dont have the patience for the bullshit anymore, and I seriously do not give a fucking rats fucking ass about anything, I’ll fucking prove it because Im just going to stop fucking writing. Fuck you.
