Saturday, November 29, 2014

World War Three

World War 3 will be in the Bering sea.
Russia disagrees with our foreign policies.
China realizes our unstable economy.
United Kingdom may be our allies,
all the others see through white lies.
A United States in a uprise,
This is when they'll strike.
I'll promise you,
I will not fight, id rather die.
for im on one side,
I have analyzed life.
Im human filled with illusions.
I see nothing but confusion.
No solutions.
Im glad ive become a nuisance
for all of this is unproven.
In these delusions, a movement.

Friday, November 28, 2014


Art captures those facts that are within us.
Rather fallacies, realities, beyond normality.
Building vocabulary, write scriptures.
A mixture of whispers into the souls.
Others start to glow for the soul will know.
Be bold an unfold the stories unspoken.
Even when you're broken.
They're tokens for you to be potent.
Focus, and in the moment be rosin.
Even when you're just joking.
An ocean in motion....
Feel it


Illuminati, it's your fault you see.
They assault you subliminally,
Criminals you fail to see in these industries.
Invade the subconscious, see your true monsters.
Stomp em, rip em from the brainstem.
It'll infect your REM sleep like venom.
Seeing mental images streaming from heaven
Learn a lesson, for you're their weapon
that'll cause armageddon.
The momentum in their slogans
should tell ya somethin.
So question thee or be a distant
memory in this reality.
Fuck the Illuminati,
they can rot to their knees.
For im truly free or I wouldn't
be writing these...

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Gin an Vodka

So there's some vodka and gin
Six shots in, should feel like sin
Instead I feel like bubbles
I would never cause any troubles.
Shit my social life has doubled.
Gin and vodka, it'll rockah your
socks off.
Hot and sweaty, body kinda inchy.
Sorta buzzing.
So amusing.
Liver working over time as Im trying
to rhyme.
Like the swine flu,
You'll lose as your thoughts go,
Fucking huh? No clue.
Shits true.
Smells like rubbing alcohol,
Uh oh, I start to fall.
Can;t even recall
Starting to stall.
im crawl.
and have a ball.


As the market collapses,
Just relax for its a relapse.
Think back in a time and place
Where it was a race to find work
a nation to war, for it was broken.
Needed profits, so we fought it
with empty pockets.
This time there will be no
profits, only prophets who saw it
before it all started.
So, fuck it, let the markets go
For its not dire but a rewire
to our desires.


I-magi-nation, when your magic wins nationally.
Find your arts, take part and express the heart.
Only then you'll win, for there is magic in you.


Begin to really write these thoughts down.
Inside my mind you'll find
that im wasting time.
Thinking of escaping this existence,
I know im part of a resistance. 
So whats the point of it all?
Go to school, have a job, do your chores.
No time to question the wars.
No time to restore this broken course.
Settle down, marry, have a child.
No, you can't be wild.
Just so mild, to support a family.
No, I want to escape gravity.
Stay in this fantasy of my mind.
For the life you want me to live,
would be a lie. No, im gonna fucking

Wednesday, November 26, 2014


So tired of life.
Save your pity.
For my world,
Its empty.

The Shift

There's a shift underway.
Where systems fade away.
Communities come together.
Through thick and thin,
in any weather.
They want things better.
No war, no corruption,
No more!
where its fair.
To the wealthy,
It'll be your worst.
To the ones who serve
under corporate law.
The people are becoming
For the SHIFT is
will have no HESITATION
to vent its FRUSTRATIONS
Make or break us,
build a better FOUNDATION!
Not just another NATION!
of ATTENTION in people,
not its true DEFINITION!
For thats a SYSTEM made
of gas PISTONS.
Need better INVENTIONS!
I must stop this operation,
I can cause tensions,
in a system that still runs on
funny money you big dummy.


The pain and sadness I once had,
through that madness,
as I attack the blackness.
I’ll move pass this.
Was just a hiccup,
I’ll pick myself up and start to fly.
Why did I even cry?
Come to think about it,
I have never even tried.
No message, no letter
to make one feel treasured.
Only pressure.
As i am an aggressor.
But more better than the

Tuesday, November 25, 2014


What is this "I" that is inside of me?
Why does it hide from me when "I" speak?
It seems to be a flame that has no name.
A spark in the darkness of the brain.
To try and tame it can make one insane.
Release it, and one will see.
From the things that "I" can create.
Rather it be fantasy or reality,
"I" can paint, to see the still of the real.
Sing for a "moment" become chosen.
The "I" remains open for all to see
the reality that resides within me.
The "I" that is truly free,
No matter what road "I" take.
The "I" in me rides on fate.
"I" thinks its great.
"I" thinks everything ....


Take great practice and become an activist.
Make the world trust us.
Gain traction before the radioactive dust.
Through the transactions and all its distractions.
Take action!
Be the media, free it up, never mislead.
Just breath and tweet.
The internet, a social tool.
It can produce miracles for those of need.
Even through the misery and greed.
The plants and animals,
don't let the human abuse it,
For the fuse has been lit.
Be an activist. Resist all the stupid shit.
Blog, post, tweet, make it known.
Hopefully we'll grow and not blow.

Never Alter

From the moment the message came through.
In all honesty,
I should of knew, you're not true.
You're not someone I can grow old with,
not something I can mold into.
You make men create their own insanity.
Oh I do hope you enjoy their profanity.
Just know that you are that "whore"
Just another fuck, nothing more.
Yeah, im filled with hate.
Thoughts of you puts me into pragmatic states.
As one fades you taste another sucker.
Spoil him make him supper.
Just be sure to use a rubber.
Through all the clutter one starts to wonder.
Words spoken from a youngster.
To remind, you're just a hunger.
A monster that makes men falter.
My soul, you'll never alter.

Random Writings

Dreams redeem a person who they're supposed to be.
Do something you love and you'll rise above, even if you go through ruts.

Once you start to starve,
Know that's when you'll have it hard.
But through it all,
Can rise a superstar.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Mess We're In

in a system that fails again and again.
good will never win
from OJ Simpson
to Darren Wilson
people see the mess we're in

Street Warfare

Thought id listen to some i wrote this as i listened.
the fear in me, whats only there
people stare into the eyes
as they watch a motherfucker die
bullets fly, i tell them why fucker
why, all you do is lie.
this street warfare is torture,
watch in all horror,
observe a precursor.
for this is the future.


Fuck it, I don't give a shit.
Im going public.
Fuck all of your feelings.
Tired of all the bleeding,
I need to do some healing.
Through all these writings,
It will hit most like lighting.
Im not gonna be merciful,
I'll make it personal.

Sunday, November 23, 2014


I may be mentally I'll.
To feel the unreal,
Seeing shit that shouldn't belong.
How could I be wrong?
White figures just like a fog.
Physical interaction,
To me that's facts son.
It'll make most of you run.
Go dumb...
Becoming numb,
I'll keep most of it in for myself.
Do not tell anyone.
For its not real,
No one can deal with the info I just delt.
For you see, im just mental.

Friday, November 21, 2014

A True Relationship

When a relationship is true
You'll be stuck together like glue
Take care of each other through the flu
Even repair break ups
When there's to much makeup involved
The loss of a job
The dirtiness of a slob
Even being flirty with another
Makes one stutter
It could put you in the gutter
Just do good
Ignore all others
Through all that thunder
Will make one wonder
Just come together
Through the weather
Stay true it'll always get better


Revolutions happening all around this world
Watching ourselves grow becoming selfless
A world so grotesque such a mess
However there is a thing called awareness
Where things start to become fair
As the internet throws it through the air
We stare at the information of the corporation
Such frustrations in the starvation
While others are on vacation
In all the relations will come wisdom
Not victims
As systems melt dreams become felt
An NOW in Mexico!

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Rusty Feet

So I have this rusty color on my feet
Is it from the grease of the meat I ate
Or is it something more
No color on the floor
Info stored in my head
But whats it all for
Maybe to open the doors
Something you cant ignore anymore
Oh the horror

Part of Me

So im in my head thinking of words
It flows so well as I dwell IT swells
I cannot tell if this is real can I deal
with it go beyond this veil and reveal
The inner workings that im conforming to
Its so true I have no fucking clue
to where im going, have no idea what to do
Move past this an just wait till its the rapture
Try and capture thoughts I get lost in another
Should I even bother to trust her
No, Never
I remember every detail
I could tell all, watch it fall
From my fingertips as I type this
Someone would get pissed
So I stop, wont let it drop
Yes, part of me you'll always be

Verses and Scripts

In this maze you'll come to find a crazy face
As we race to find a new place
Its amazing to see art you've drawn
Move along as if nothing went wrong
From loving to mistrusting so disgusting
Keep readusting, it must be just debris
No, I was abducted and molested
In the fetishes I have in my head
Where most do not tread
Move ahead dont be misled
Where things stay unsaid
I cling to strings, instead I should grow wings
Write and make my thoughts go world wide
Why hide it when this can be a benefit
Most have fucked stories, they should try it
Memories spent can become verse's and scripts
So dont trip just get unzipped and strip, bitch.
It just could, make someone ....


My confessions should make impressions... 
But they tend to become digressions...
into misconceptions...
to transgressions ... 
In turn causes my depression... 
Fuck your questions. 
All I am is expression of obsession in my connections.
Maybe some more affection ....
No more aggression...
So there's a confession.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014


For one to be truly spiritual
Is to see the miracles
Beyond the biblical
For you'll go around in circles
Spiritual, NOT rituals
Its not difficult
Just visualize the inner self
Within the emotions you felt
Stay frozen with no motion
We are all chosen
See through the commotion
And all its explosions
Think with eyes closed
Do not blink
Synchronicity is a place to be
Beyond cities that displeases
Disconnect from this disease
Seek within, you'll see
True remissions of sin

Tuesday, November 18, 2014


Laying here in the dark with my thoughts
This world is so fucked
From the trees to even the rocks
This perspective on the negative
From homicide to genocide
Blood, guts and body parts flying skyhigh
I question all of it, WHY?

Monday, November 17, 2014


No, Capitalists
It gets me pissed
I want this! Buy me it!
Please SIS!
Fuck Christmas
And all its twists
If you want
Call me Grinch
But without stealing
of gifts


My thoughts have brought me in a stasis of rot
As you mock
I should just be a jock
Who fought
With a large cock
That all the hot chicks would want to fuck
Fuck it
I'll get to dirty
Im almost thirty
I should show more maturity
But hey
Just words of a rhythmist
I play with this
Be vicious as you try an resist
If not, I could always use my fists
I don't know
Writing puts fight in me
Maybe I should keep going
With this type of poetry
I can say this
It aint easy
I'll just call this Nameless


Time wont evolve around you
But through you
Your choices you make
Will take you through fate
Don't fight or retaliate
Evaluate the rate of your states
Recreate and have faith
You must behave
As you raise your awareness
Sharpen senses so flawless
So cautious becoming thoughtless
Be modest as you hold promises
Even if it all becomes ominous
Erase your name become anonymous

Sunday, November 16, 2014


Aliens delaying
Messages they should be relaying
Through crop circles and miracles
While we're in turmoil
Those spoils of oil
We're all in a whole lotta of trouble
It'll all soon be in rumble
With those spaceship lasers
They'll bake us to dust and phase us
We should all just dance
Cause we stand no chance
They'll just put us all in a trance
Probes will makes us have cramps
As we shit our pants

Saturday, November 15, 2014


From Roswell to the JFK assassination
As we assess this great nation
Even through a recession
The stages of 9/11
So many sent to heaven
As our weapons storm
In this disinformation reformation
We remain contained
As gas mains get machined
We stay the same
Fucking reclaim this game
Take aim and fire
Let the campaign finally expire
This situation is dire
There's so many liars
They should all just retire
Find others we can admire
I tire, we all need to be rewired
Examine all the evidence
Gain some common sense
With some intelligence
Refine and rinse what you know
Fucking grow
Make sure you secure the future
Through the secrecy
If not, just another Conspiracy


When fires cross the skies
Know why we all die
For its the unveiling
The age of all knowing
Keep going until it all ends
Read Acts 2:17
You'll see in between
Of visions to dreams
Prophesy from the people
That's hardly peaceful
For we are MADE of EVIL
As the evil escalates
We'll detonate
Sit back and spectate
For this is fate

Friday, November 14, 2014


Space and time, a race that can turn on a dime
Think multidimensionally
You'll see demons rule fully
Fuel the cults
Halt as you see lightning bolts
Fight for our souls
See trolls for your tolls along the roads
Just a world gone cold as we turn to mold
As we fold into another dimension it'll show
Watch us grow above what we know
For we should just be sent below
To know these unknowns
It would transform the norm
To know before we're born
To know the great war, just torn
To see no more stores even shores
Deserts where concerts once stood
No, there's no good as we conform
In these unknowns


Greed the need to feed
In all honesty
You'll never be free
Doing bodily harm
With no charm
Karma even in poverty
Unworthy in authority
Make it a priority
Free the need of greed
You cannibalistic society


Flip the switch
Become a bitch
Hit the face
Make stitches
Fade away
Without a trace
Never hesitant
Don't flinch
Shit put a crimp
Make a dent
As you vent
Be relentless
Don't trip
Hit Hit Hit

Thursday, November 13, 2014


Most people avoid it, the thought of death
When we're laid to rest, it'll mess with your head
So many unknowns when the body turns to just bone
Does our thought carry on long after we're gone
Do we belong to a place where there's no wrong
Does our thought just stop as we fade into nothing
When there is no day or night
No rays of light, no sight from the eyes
No tears from once you cried
No fears from those nightmares
Most imagine a wall that is just black
A prison where the thoughts just stack
Imagine even color, no green from a dollar
Not even graduation colors of a scholar
To think of death will take you farther
Even wiser before we all departure
So think as we're here for just a blink
Its the link between the dead and the living
Dreaming in an endless stream of things
Grow some wings never just cling
Queens and Kings

Wednesday, November 12, 2014


Laying here, I'm praying for a way out.
Theres no doubt I'm stressed out as I ready for another bout.
The pressure from society puts fight in me
as I near the riots of the people that are quiet.
The life I live is one that's content never tempered.
It will always be shared and remembered.
In its past and all the mistakes Ive once had.
Turned into traits I now have.
As of a matter of fact, I'm relaxed.
I thought Ill just write some more 
and glorify all the sugar I just had.



Need to rekindle this spirit in me
A fire grows just need to let it all go
I have a choice but no voice
No outlet to rock it
All hell i should just drop it
Let it slip through the fingertips
Im just on some trip
No, there's no workmanship here

Eminem - The Cxvpher

Eminem spittin venom, you cant stop him
Those flows go so well, as he takes you through hell
He yells in all glory as he tells his story
From "build a bear" to "chick for beards"
Its weird how his mind flows through rhymes
Well, thats why he's in his "Prhyme"
His vocab has gotten better after rehab
He just needs to get mad and it'll show
In all horror as he moves forward
Fuck em all, we're all just cowards
Damn, I could be that guy from Stan
His number one fan.


Circle jerkel around steve urkel
A miracle as you blast particles out your ass
As fast as a flag raised half mast
Such a task once you've took off that mask
At last you revealed the inner fag
Relax though this was just a written flow
freestyle? no.

Monday, November 10, 2014


As my thoughts begin to rot
My mind goes wild in the dark
While demons take part
Start to see that true spark
Where the light in me
Shows me true reality
Between duality
Will always have fight in me
Free from the pain and misery
Dream to be in the mix
With that single hit
Not for the fame nor money
But for others to see, read
Hear me as I start stories
From my history
For now a mystery

Friday, November 7, 2014

16 Bars

Have you ever heard the term 16 bars
Its a rehearsed verse written to start
Thats how rap is made into fat tracks
Tell stories as you jack the paperbacks
Five bars in shall I explain in detail
Do you fail to see the bars I entail
Free the mind into fantasy
Eight bars in do you hear me
Shall I make you aware you don't care
"Something from Nothing" where its fair
Eleven bars in I could be a nightmare
Freddy to Jason Id erase you without a trace
Spray mace in your face
Get killed, lay and stay still
While I put your body parts in the mill
Sixteen bars, there's a verse i just spilt

Thursday, November 6, 2014


Mold your life
Be bold through the strife
There are no right ways to live life
Hold tight as days go by
Never think twice
Listen to all advise
Otherwise we're just YELLING!





Wednesday, November 5, 2014


Religion, just people on a mission
from the gospel to the holy bible
they fight for what they think is right
but forgot to realize their inner light
Jesus, he tried to teach us, free us
from the dark in us
Buddha, Krishna, Horus, Romulus
and many others came
to try and tame this flame that blames
I shame the ones who conform to just one
They where born into this world to transform it
they get torn, nailed and hung from tree's
we'll never see what they believe
we'll never be free
so do try to revision Religion
if not,
just in another prison


Like the eb and flow of the ocean
Emotion, that sweet Sadness
To sour Madness
Our bursting hearts in Love
Our thrusting parts in Lust
The loss of trust
Could lead to the Hate
You can relate
in a loss of a mate
a mistake or fate
Make it or it will turn into Fear
It’ll never go as tears roll down your face
Suffering can lead to a dark place
Joy can put you into Ecstatic states
Belief can give you some Relief in Grief
Jealousy and Envy can make one Dizzy
And or even Sleepy, trust me
To feel Empathy
Feel what another feels
Through sickness and in health
Through eyes of light who cannot lie
With Forgiveness and Compassion
Ends true Emotion

Tuesday, November 4, 2014


Women so timid
admit it
think they're royal
shop's, top's, flop's, fuck's cock's
yes plural
stabs, traps, attacks
hi, bye, lie, cry

Monday, November 3, 2014

Advance Warfare

in this advance warfare
rocket through air
flow with that exo
going hardcore
with those emp's
and those uav's
kill you with ease
call of duty
thats where ill be

Sunday, November 2, 2014

Final Hour

Nature, its a trip
it'll flip the switch
for the poor and rich
in this disconnect
Nature will reconnect
I reject power
Ill grow a flower
I felt it
The final hour

Saturday, November 1, 2014

Maybe Im Insane

Maybe im insane?
to feel this pain
embedded in the membrane
memories wash away
time slips as I rip
worlds flip as  I try to grip
figures twist amongst this mist
I must resist or ill be at risk
Maybe I need a psychologist?