Please give me feedback, its the only way this blog will survive, and moreover, i love hearing the opinions of everyone on what ive said, it makes the experience so much more rewarding, so comments, messages, letters, whatever, just give me some knowledge on how youre feeling about this.
thank you all so very much,
<3
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Hating Hatred
It is disgusting how many uneducated, hateful, discriminatory pigs live among us in this nation and upon this earth. an earth, may i remind you, that we all share together, as one. people bring their sick and deceitful ideas into perfectly happy lives and destroy peoples chances for happiness. im so completely astounded my the atrocity that is discrimination, and baffled at the fact that it still exists in our society today.
acceptance and tolerance are two qualities i pride myself on. sure i have my own beliefs, but as far as what people do with their own lives, i am completely indifferent. hate needs to be destroyed. throw away your texts of olden days and move into the future with a smile and a hug for every single human being and living creature on this planet.
too many times do people spend their lives hating and cursing those whos lives they disagree with instead of letting everyone enjoy and produce their own life to prosper with and love with and create all their own.
i could go on and on about this matter, but i want to remain in this positive and optimistic mood. i will, however, state this. that i know many people, here in our own back yard, that preach hate and intolerance and i am even friends more so than enemies with these hateful bastards, and i must say that i have not, do not, and will not accept this idea of yours. furthermore, i will no longer remain silent, keep my mouth shut, or my lips locked on this matter anymore. all discrimination and hatred is wrong, disgustingly wrong, and i will not stop until it is all destroyed.
yes william, i will stand with you,
<3
acceptance and tolerance are two qualities i pride myself on. sure i have my own beliefs, but as far as what people do with their own lives, i am completely indifferent. hate needs to be destroyed. throw away your texts of olden days and move into the future with a smile and a hug for every single human being and living creature on this planet.
too many times do people spend their lives hating and cursing those whos lives they disagree with instead of letting everyone enjoy and produce their own life to prosper with and love with and create all their own.
i could go on and on about this matter, but i want to remain in this positive and optimistic mood. i will, however, state this. that i know many people, here in our own back yard, that preach hate and intolerance and i am even friends more so than enemies with these hateful bastards, and i must say that i have not, do not, and will not accept this idea of yours. furthermore, i will no longer remain silent, keep my mouth shut, or my lips locked on this matter anymore. all discrimination and hatred is wrong, disgustingly wrong, and i will not stop until it is all destroyed.
yes william, i will stand with you,
<3
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
...And Neither Does the Hurt
A last minute blurb of raw emotions...
part 4?: the pain still lingers? ...i dont know... see for yourself
betrayal, the name of your game, while you drown me in pain, like a storm
like the rain pounding down upon my soft head
soft from premeditated heartbreak, you left me for dead…
death, what an image, thought i
i wish I had the courage, to help myself die
to pass...
you certainly didn’t care
never…
representing all the lost,
<3
part 4?: the pain still lingers? ...i dont know... see for yourself
betrayal, the name of your game, while you drown me in pain, like a storm
like the rain pounding down upon my soft head
soft from premeditated heartbreak, you left me for dead…
death, what an image, thought i
i wish I had the courage, to help myself die
to pass...
you certainly didn’t care
never…
representing all the lost,
<3
The Emotions Never Stop Flowing...
..And im sure they will materialize into words quite soon.
fuck everything and everyone,
<3
fuck everything and everyone,
<3
Unsure...
Im not sure about how i feel with these new set of poems.
yes, ofcourse the emotions are their, overflowing so
...but was the focus enough? was the outcome profitable in the rhealm of creation?
i dont know
you tell me
feedback would be lovely
taking life one step at a time,
<3
yes, ofcourse the emotions are their, overflowing so
...but was the focus enough? was the outcome profitable in the rhealm of creation?
i dont know
you tell me
feedback would be lovely
taking life one step at a time,
<3
Moving on From You: Part 3: Never Again
Ive learned my lession today,
never again will i follow that way
that trail
that path
it all leads to agony and grief, but no, not defeat
you have only invoked my wrath
more intense than lucifer and 666 times a hott
youve got the power of heartbreak, but thats nothing compared to what ive got
a will, yes indeed, no i bet you didnt see that coming
when first came to worst, damn straight you had me running
but now i stand and fight, a new man
stronger
braver
smarter
never to be fooled again by a wenches tongue or to be indulgence in pure surface beauty again
no. im better than that now, i have risen above
i have destroyed all your lies and have found my true love
a face always there and a face so familiar
the face i want to see and the face to hold my heart
not drop it and break it
plot it and take it, my pride into yours
mere acquaintances yet
sometimes i truly wonder if all you wanted was sex
either way, youre a fiend, and your memory will slowly wither away
and i, hand in hand with my lover, shall move on into a new day
a new life
forever.
<3
never again will i follow that way
that trail
that path
it all leads to agony and grief, but no, not defeat
you have only invoked my wrath
more intense than lucifer and 666 times a hott
youve got the power of heartbreak, but thats nothing compared to what ive got
a will, yes indeed, no i bet you didnt see that coming
when first came to worst, damn straight you had me running
but now i stand and fight, a new man
stronger
braver
smarter
never to be fooled again by a wenches tongue or to be indulgence in pure surface beauty again
no. im better than that now, i have risen above
i have destroyed all your lies and have found my true love
a face always there and a face so familiar
the face i want to see and the face to hold my heart
not drop it and break it
plot it and take it, my pride into yours
mere acquaintances yet
sometimes i truly wonder if all you wanted was sex
either way, youre a fiend, and your memory will slowly wither away
and i, hand in hand with my lover, shall move on into a new day
a new life
forever.
<3
Moving on From You: Part 2: Fit For a Liar
No, i will not stop, not till i feel you rot
see you decay from lack of life
lack of compassion
lack of humillity
they say im crazy, straight jacket, why dont you lock me in the facilty
they ask why i just cant move on
from such a satin spawn
such a creature from the bowels of hell
they say im doing so well, with my true lover
why the need to rebel?
rebellion? ha, no, the world supports me here
im sure youre quite sorry, arnt you my dear?
well it dosent matter, and it dosent flatter me that you still consider us friends
if i never saw your face once more, itd be too soon
again with him? after all you had to say?
negativity towards that man, day after day
after day, after day, after day, after day
i search through my mind, for those perfect words to say
to hit you at home, the false house you built for me and burned down
to the ground
to the dirt
where you will be burried, among the ashes
i hope that breath is good one, because this is where your last is...
<3
see you decay from lack of life
lack of compassion
lack of humillity
they say im crazy, straight jacket, why dont you lock me in the facilty
they ask why i just cant move on
from such a satin spawn
such a creature from the bowels of hell
they say im doing so well, with my true lover
why the need to rebel?
rebellion? ha, no, the world supports me here
im sure youre quite sorry, arnt you my dear?
well it dosent matter, and it dosent flatter me that you still consider us friends
if i never saw your face once more, itd be too soon
again with him? after all you had to say?
negativity towards that man, day after day
after day, after day, after day, after day
i search through my mind, for those perfect words to say
to hit you at home, the false house you built for me and burned down
to the ground
to the dirt
where you will be burried, among the ashes
i hope that breath is good one, because this is where your last is...
<3
Moving on From You: Part 1: A Decleration of War
You broke your promises like you broke my heart
poppin your pills for your fictional deseases
while the page of our life together bends, and it creases
like that of a worn out book, my worn out heart
thats what you took
you thief in the night, you snake in the grass
slithering along, always stealing,
not money or cash, but hearts, and souls
your a harlot and a demon, and youre no place like home
an illusion, a lie, thats what you are
you knew all along and just expected it to die?
my feelings were true, youre the one who's a liar
youre a coward, and a con, and i wish i had the courage
to stand up and speak, and help to discourage
others from not questioning their lovers
to find all the secrets their hiding underneath the covers
question them now, before they run away with the farm and the cow
snorting all the way to the bank, you greedy pig
never again will i say your name, and never will i forgive
your actions of betrayal, well they nearly took my life
you never said the words to make your wrongs right
your bullshit is brazen, and so i am rasin, the flag for an army of one
i declare war upon you, until your desceaced, here is where we begin the fun...
<3
poppin your pills for your fictional deseases
while the page of our life together bends, and it creases
like that of a worn out book, my worn out heart
thats what you took
you thief in the night, you snake in the grass
slithering along, always stealing,
not money or cash, but hearts, and souls
your a harlot and a demon, and youre no place like home
an illusion, a lie, thats what you are
you knew all along and just expected it to die?
my feelings were true, youre the one who's a liar
youre a coward, and a con, and i wish i had the courage
to stand up and speak, and help to discourage
others from not questioning their lovers
to find all the secrets their hiding underneath the covers
question them now, before they run away with the farm and the cow
snorting all the way to the bank, you greedy pig
never again will i say your name, and never will i forgive
your actions of betrayal, well they nearly took my life
you never said the words to make your wrongs right
your bullshit is brazen, and so i am rasin, the flag for an army of one
i declare war upon you, until your desceaced, here is where we begin the fun...
<3
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Rest Is Needed
I need to rest, for my possible poem has worn me out in many ways i never thought possible.
i have my love to keep me safe and warm and good. great.
i ache in my eyes and loath in my bones
yet love runs through me, in wonderful tones
i am saved
so many thoughts, and tomorrow, time shall be met for them, in all hope and regards.
poe? i think not.
goodnight for now and good luck for all times
just looking for his place in the world,
<3
i have my love to keep me safe and warm and good. great.
i ache in my eyes and loath in my bones
yet love runs through me, in wonderful tones
i am saved
so many thoughts, and tomorrow, time shall be met for them, in all hope and regards.
poe? i think not.
goodnight for now and good luck for all times
just looking for his place in the world,
<3
The Mightiest River
Love has planted the seeds of true emotions inside me once again
breaking through its shell with a soft crack
spreading its roots upon the insides of my own shell
however with no cracks, smooth and calmness reign
drinking the blood of my lust and lies and replacing it
replacing it with the crimson liquid of adoration
the sweetest of all the red nectars
flowing through my stony veins with a warmth unseen
farther from the heart, in fluid motions it travels
like the mighty river carving its way among the worlds soil
the dirt in witch our seed of amour was planted to grow, and to mature
and to be delivered to us upon this day, wrapped in all the finest bows
to save me from the darkest wrath of depression and the spirals that encompass it
swirling down, down, down, into madness and ending
but no! i have not fallen victim to this atrocity in life,
but rather defeated it, with the acompnement of the softest of hands
guiding me on the path to the greenest of gardens, where the seed of passion is planted
given life from the mighiest of rivers and the warmest of suns, and of emotions
for love is not a solid idea, but rather a feeling of sorts, a unique experience for every individual,
at least those lucky enough to experience it first hand, soft hand
i am of the luckiest breed in that i have perfection within my grasp
and losing such simply is not an option, not for this day and age, and not for this lifetime
the lifetime that is one of one that i received at conception and birth, and i shall not take it lightly
not for lovers sake, and not for my own
the mighty river flows forward, ever moving on, ever progressing
and so i too shall progress, as such mighty rivers do, to the greenest of gardens
to plan the seeds of our love, for there is no other, not in its true form
and we shall nurture it together among the days, and when the time comes,
when the blossom ripens into a beautiful, flowing gown of pedals
we shall see the true light of love and passion
directly in our sight and yet just out of our reach
for it it is a journey, this love, and one of treachery at that
many trials lie ahead, and only the true, of witch we are, can survive
and we shall survive, persevere, unti lwe reach that golden growth
that point at witch all is clear and all is right
and we, together, with the sofest of hands, pick our creation of love,
of passion, our growth, our flower
and upon the muddy banks of the mightiest river we shall be, and shall kneel
setting upon the cool, unbreakable tension that is the waters edge, the fruit of our labors
the flower of our love, and of our passion
letting it flow along with the mighest river, always progressing, flowing toward the future,
as we shall as well
always in love, always
<3
breaking through its shell with a soft crack
spreading its roots upon the insides of my own shell
however with no cracks, smooth and calmness reign
drinking the blood of my lust and lies and replacing it
replacing it with the crimson liquid of adoration
the sweetest of all the red nectars
flowing through my stony veins with a warmth unseen
farther from the heart, in fluid motions it travels
like the mighty river carving its way among the worlds soil
the dirt in witch our seed of amour was planted to grow, and to mature
and to be delivered to us upon this day, wrapped in all the finest bows
to save me from the darkest wrath of depression and the spirals that encompass it
swirling down, down, down, into madness and ending
but no! i have not fallen victim to this atrocity in life,
but rather defeated it, with the acompnement of the softest of hands
guiding me on the path to the greenest of gardens, where the seed of passion is planted
given life from the mighiest of rivers and the warmest of suns, and of emotions
for love is not a solid idea, but rather a feeling of sorts, a unique experience for every individual,
at least those lucky enough to experience it first hand, soft hand
i am of the luckiest breed in that i have perfection within my grasp
and losing such simply is not an option, not for this day and age, and not for this lifetime
the lifetime that is one of one that i received at conception and birth, and i shall not take it lightly
not for lovers sake, and not for my own
the mighty river flows forward, ever moving on, ever progressing
and so i too shall progress, as such mighty rivers do, to the greenest of gardens
to plan the seeds of our love, for there is no other, not in its true form
and we shall nurture it together among the days, and when the time comes,
when the blossom ripens into a beautiful, flowing gown of pedals
we shall see the true light of love and passion
directly in our sight and yet just out of our reach
for it it is a journey, this love, and one of treachery at that
many trials lie ahead, and only the true, of witch we are, can survive
and we shall survive, persevere, unti lwe reach that golden growth
that point at witch all is clear and all is right
and we, together, with the sofest of hands, pick our creation of love,
of passion, our growth, our flower
and upon the muddy banks of the mightiest river we shall be, and shall kneel
setting upon the cool, unbreakable tension that is the waters edge, the fruit of our labors
the flower of our love, and of our passion
letting it flow along with the mighest river, always progressing, flowing toward the future,
as we shall as well
always in love, always
<3
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Cut Up Tounges
No speaking
only emotions
feelings
if you will
condense
ship out
consume
destroy
a never ending cycle
soon i will empty my mind once more
be on the look out for it on the horizon soon.
soon.
strangely soon.
organizing just to hurt,
<3
only emotions
feelings
if you will
condense
ship out
consume
destroy
a never ending cycle
soon i will empty my mind once more
be on the look out for it on the horizon soon.
soon.
strangely soon.
organizing just to hurt,
<3
Monday, February 7, 2011
I Want To Speak
But i am without words or passion for such activities at this juncture. i wish you all the success in the world. its funny how the world works.... im sorry....
my head is a jumbled mess right now, so many ideas whizzing around my cranium and dangerous speeds and organization of such thought is damn near impossible.
it seems as im not the only one with problems, as i have read many things that are surprising and upsetting at the same time. i wish i could take all the negative energy and destroy it and erase it from the minds a hearts of all whom it plagues.
i want to live in that utopia... or perhaps i dont? such an idealistic thought.
hmm.... would boredom set in without any conflict, even in the slightest? and then after, the resolve of such horror. im not sure, for i have never experienced such of lived a life of peace entirely.
i wonder what the future holds for me
for my friends
for my family
for my love
no one can know, and no one can tell.
does it truly matter in the long run? most likely, i would say not.
i am emptying my head for the evening before i engage in listening to some ace tunes and then head into a slight slumber for the hours i have left until my blaring alarm clock resets me for another day.
my head is still full, till the brim, but never spilling, not as often as i would hope at any rate.
save me?
someone?
anyone?
this is all babel
good evening ladies and germs
always trying to figure it out,
<3
my head is a jumbled mess right now, so many ideas whizzing around my cranium and dangerous speeds and organization of such thought is damn near impossible.
it seems as im not the only one with problems, as i have read many things that are surprising and upsetting at the same time. i wish i could take all the negative energy and destroy it and erase it from the minds a hearts of all whom it plagues.
i want to live in that utopia... or perhaps i dont? such an idealistic thought.
hmm.... would boredom set in without any conflict, even in the slightest? and then after, the resolve of such horror. im not sure, for i have never experienced such of lived a life of peace entirely.
i wonder what the future holds for me
for my friends
for my family
for my love
no one can know, and no one can tell.
does it truly matter in the long run? most likely, i would say not.
i am emptying my head for the evening before i engage in listening to some ace tunes and then head into a slight slumber for the hours i have left until my blaring alarm clock resets me for another day.
my head is still full, till the brim, but never spilling, not as often as i would hope at any rate.
save me?
someone?
anyone?
this is all babel
good evening ladies and germs
always trying to figure it out,
<3
Sunday, February 6, 2011
I Am Far Too Disturbed...
... To write upon this matter now, prehaps at another time and place. i am upset... quite so...
how can people be this way?
...
looking for the answers,
<3
how can people be this way?
...
looking for the answers,
<3
Saturday, February 5, 2011
My Encounter With Winston
Yesterday, while trying to uncover the driveway from its icy prison and create a better path to enter the driveway from, i was greated by an older woman and her two dogs. she said hello and i replied hello with a joyful tone, as i try to have when i am speaking to someone of aquaintence. her young pug, winston, came up to me and rubbed up against my leg and i petted him and shortly there after he hopped up on my leg and wanted me to pet him again, he had clearly taken a liking to me and he was a cute little fellow if i do say so myself. the woman and herr dogs then left to go on with their business after a short and kind farewell.
instances such as the afformentioned encounter are plesent reminders of why i love animals and as to why i have chosen to be a vegitarian for what is going on four years now.
animals are innocent
animals are kind
animals are loving
animals are intelegent
animals are better than human beings
at least at this current juncture and most likely for the remainder of my time her on this planet
humans are such a dissapointment to me for many unsetling reasons and i feels as if we have all lost so many opportunities for what could be a wonderful exsistance for all living creatures. instead selfishness rules our thoughts and oour actions are dictated by such. it is a disgusting sight and one to say that i have unfortunitly been tried and convicted guilty of.
we can all be better people, we can all improve and create peace and anarchy for all.
we just need to try.
thats all for now, as i have to rest and relax before a hard day of work bright and early tomorrow before the super bowl.
my prediction: steelers when, but im rooting for the packers, only because steelers fans are quite obnixious.
haha... love ya!
....im quite done now.
sports are over hype and ballet.
finally on the road to true happines,
<3
instances such as the afformentioned encounter are plesent reminders of why i love animals and as to why i have chosen to be a vegitarian for what is going on four years now.
animals are innocent
animals are kind
animals are loving
animals are intelegent
animals are better than human beings
at least at this current juncture and most likely for the remainder of my time her on this planet
humans are such a dissapointment to me for many unsetling reasons and i feels as if we have all lost so many opportunities for what could be a wonderful exsistance for all living creatures. instead selfishness rules our thoughts and oour actions are dictated by such. it is a disgusting sight and one to say that i have unfortunitly been tried and convicted guilty of.
we can all be better people, we can all improve and create peace and anarchy for all.
we just need to try.
thats all for now, as i have to rest and relax before a hard day of work bright and early tomorrow before the super bowl.
my prediction: steelers when, but im rooting for the packers, only because steelers fans are quite obnixious.
haha... love ya!
....im quite done now.
sports are over hype and ballet.
finally on the road to true happines,
<3
Thursday, February 3, 2011
The Great Melting
everything is melting
turned into its truest form
does this mean hope?
i think so
a positive and optimistic outlook are upon me
i see the light
i see my future
there is no other
for i have seen the other side and it is horrid and full of liars and skanks
ive found love
and with my teeth sunk in deep
i will never let go
waiting for the inevitable perfect moment,
<3
turned into its truest form
does this mean hope?
i think so
a positive and optimistic outlook are upon me
i see the light
i see my future
there is no other
for i have seen the other side and it is horrid and full of liars and skanks
ive found love
and with my teeth sunk in deep
i will never let go
waiting for the inevitable perfect moment,
<3
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
A Beast
Breathing
snorting
vile creatures
we have all become
we are all filth
no!
lower than filth
we are nothing...
more on this matter soon
gasping for the truth,
<3
snorting
vile creatures
we have all become
we are all filth
no!
lower than filth
we are nothing...
more on this matter soon
gasping for the truth,
<3
One Word Makes The Difference
Love, mystical in all its ways and worries, can make or break a man, destroy his spirit or create a mental utopia for the victim. i have been fourunate enough to feel both. a man of many fates. some of the feminane spirits in my life has created such an atmophere as for me to flourish and grow as mere human being. a love unheard of in most cirlces. and others in the same such fashion have create a personal, firey hell for my soul and heart to rot in and decay from the maggots among my flesh. one such soul has done both and shall never be truly forgiven, and will in all rights, but punnished for such actions of betrayal and atempts to pull the wool over thine eyes to the larger cause in witch i was unknowingly partisipating in.
others though, and one in all actuallity have done the exact oppisite of such actions in my life and maturing. weather deserving or not, she was always there for me when i needed it most and put up with my bullshit for reasons unbeknownst to me. love, i suppose, it the cullprate for this devotion.
recently, most notably yesterday, certain actions have lead to the belief in certain thoughts. love. love. love...
was it a slip of the tounge?
a mistake in lauguage?
a deeper look in the subconcious desires of the beautiful?
i am unsure, but willing to believe the best, for my case at least
things all point to a grand future and to lovers.
i am off to play apples to apples for now
the game of champions.
haha...
disguised in plain view,
<3
others though, and one in all actuallity have done the exact oppisite of such actions in my life and maturing. weather deserving or not, she was always there for me when i needed it most and put up with my bullshit for reasons unbeknownst to me. love, i suppose, it the cullprate for this devotion.
recently, most notably yesterday, certain actions have lead to the belief in certain thoughts. love. love. love...
was it a slip of the tounge?
a mistake in lauguage?
a deeper look in the subconcious desires of the beautiful?
i am unsure, but willing to believe the best, for my case at least
things all point to a grand future and to lovers.
i am off to play apples to apples for now
the game of champions.
haha...
disguised in plain view,
<3
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