Thursday, October 30, 2014
Evolve, problems become solved.
Correction of direction in this corruption.
Justice is a must, don't fuss amongst the dust.
More finance in science.
NASA will blast ya into space likes its a race.
LHC will see true realities starting with string theory.
No black holes you tin foil hats, fucking quacks.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Rich bitches with their huge fences.
Their Ferrari's and hard bodies.
Watches of gold to the dicks they blow.
Hoes that trick pimps into paying their rent.
They event shit up just so you can repent.
Devils they are with their emotional scars.
All of it.
Cause the poor live off their taxes.
Until it all fucking collapses.
Look at our past, it relapses.
"You got the music in you, don't you."
As the summertime fades
I lay here listening to Lana Del Rey
Thinking about love and all that goo goo gah gah stuff.
Love is bluffs, cuffs, and if you must, muffins that women put into ovens.
Love, is emotion, like the movement of the ocean.
Love, from sadness to that brightness.
Love, we express this best even in lust with full of mistrust.
Love, birth of you and this earth.
Yes, God is Love too.
Its all true.
Monday, October 27, 2014
Im depressed, its not about death.
Its this mess i see called duality.
The cause of right and wrong.
This may go beyond belief.
At least Ill get some relief.
We ride on our pride and yet I cannot confide.
I die inside I do hope you realize.
Stop your sorrows, cause I'ill live like there's no tomorrow.
Money, its so funny, SELL SELL SELL!
We're all going to HELL HELL HELL!
Profit on the WAR!
Treat them all like a WHORE!
TAKE AIM! FIRE! HEY WE GOT A BUYER!
Frivolous this is, its all a big MESS!
Depressed I am in this formality.
In this, a causality.
So a friend of mine said I should write more.
All I have here is myself and my lemonade.
I got to admit this is better than Gatorade or kool aid.
Just blows me away the thought of aid.
Maybe I should start a business and call it lemon of aid.
No, I should just fade away into this game we call destiny.
Don't blame me, blame bungiee.
They ruined so many from halo to destiny.
Yes I very well be on the verge of insanity.
No, I'll purge and merge into thy lemon of aid AS I PLAY THY DESTINY!
Saturday, October 25, 2014
To feel what ive felt, like being kicked below the belt
To see what ive seen, like being in an endless dream
To hear what ive heard, like being at a concert until it hurts, how about kurts
To smell what ive smelt, like being in a room who just delt
Yes this world has gone to shit, it puts me into fits
its a state of wit as i write these crits
Dont be a prick and get all uptick, id have to slap you with my ....
Have I expressed these realities, shall I attest in further detail in totality
it goes beyond your morality of duality
I could write scripture on the realities that got me misshaped and all bent
So I vent.
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Monday, October 20, 2014
Saturday, October 18, 2014
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Don't hesitate, cause fate can retaliate.
Be aware, try not to fear, fucking create.
So release the mind and rhyme.
Careful on what you find,
It may turn into a crime.
in this "craziness" im free.
I ask myself if all of this is fair.
The stories people share,
from the Minnesota years,
to those bartending flares.
The memories I have,
from King Street to El Camino,
to the days you hoped to get rich in the casino.
As well as those Thursday bingo's.
Your life had its ups and downs,
from the joy, to those sad frowns.
Your hopes to have a family together,
the hope for it to last forever.
So I bid you farewell.
I tell myself its fair,
the life you shared,
will always be remembered.
Because we're all still here,
I know you're in a place of no fear.