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I love to create and destroy and love and hate and answer and question. everything here is me. i am one of a kind.

Friday, April 15, 2011

The Beauty In The World

Superficial images glaze upon the dead wood and suffocate the mind of all choice and reason
Leaving us in wrinkled states of paranoia and greed
Always desiring
Always craving
Always consuming
Always destroying
Pure beauty is of no existence in this day and age
Age, a thing that is in and of itself, thought of as the enemy
As if wisdom and knowledge and experience are the evils of life
Such thoughts all concocted and invented by such heinous and hideous minds that even lucifer himself trembles at their doom bringing ideas
Beauty is everything, it all depends on your vantage point and your view.
They are blind, and are in ever growing attempts to close your eyes as well, so we may all suffer in darkness together, but we can rise above and rebel!
Open your eyes!
Never blink
Stare into their souls an destroy their pitch blackholes in place of their hearts and replace them with this
The power to see.



My mind is bleeding out of my mouth,


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Thursday, April 14, 2011

Am I The Failure That You Always Wanted?

Yes?

no?

im unsure what you want...

who have i truly failed though?

if ive even failed at all

...




searching for the reason,

<3

Home Grown Horse Shit

Pissing down the backs of the american citizens
drinking their blood, destroying their land
take take take!
patriotic manifest destiny
this burning is an infection
no. build the flames of the flag and destroy all who oppose us
i propose a toast to all who die in vein
your cause is of no worth!
no value!
you all live the lie, as i, do in times as well
the dignity of this bullshit parade of unfathomable stench is overwhelming
this abstract train will crash soon
overtaking all of thought and health
leaving us to die in our minds and become picture imperfect health
and yet the babble continues
end this pain
wipe out the old
restart
a clean slate
needed, and will be achieved
either by man himself of other plans
...no one can predict the future and no one can say they know anything in certainty, at least at its highest levels
my levels are overloading, those levels we climb to in the mere philosophical sense
this is only the beginning!
lets start this bloody revolution!
bring the divine ones head.
sever the skull and the ties
we shall start anew, you shall all see.
open your eyes, before they are opened for you.




inciting peace and love and what is right,

<3

Leave My Body For The Flies

Now is my time to pass
gone forever, here and never again
spinning, as rooms often do
my form falls, such as towers can
and i implore you, leave my body
rotting and a lifeless decay
leave my body for the flies
whom arrive with a deafening buzz
destroying all that is left of my sense of sound
eyes wide open, ears shut tight
i see my end before me
such a beautiful sight, for those only of perfection and of the lovely dancing lights
as for a life destined for flames, such as i,
i have no fear for the fall
as none such autumn passings exist in any form or on any plane
a monster i am made out to be
caged and enrage, berated for my beliefs
drowning in the sonic violence of the attack
all falling upon my deaf ears
mesmerized by the surrounding darkness
closing in on cold waves of fading light
fading, such as my life is, and will be, and all shall follow
follow the path of stone and time, toward the welcoming ground
i lie upon the grains of dirt, awaiting my curse, my eternal silence
and in my silence, leave my body for the flies, and only a buzzing shall be heard
and that too, in due time and process, shall fade, as all of existance will
into the reality of nothingness that is death.
goodbye my loves.






traveling the path never taken,

<3

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Everything Burns

Everything burns in place
this empty space
the waste
the disgrace
about face and watch your back
the crack, the mind, the hole in time
all unstoppable, all remind me of you
youre a failure, a disappointment, a fraud
you turn to the sky, answers from your false god
silence!
no sound
the mounds of madness
the piles of pain
the endless emotion
all built upon shame, in the river of rain
tears from your face flood the world, and over again
goodbye my friend
lost in fluid death
icy breath
cold to the tough
yet colder to release
deceased
i am pronounced
thank you, fair wench
from this point on, nothing shall survive
nothing!
as we all are...


living in a world of pure plastic, on the edge of melting from the drastic and unimaginable heat of drama,

<3

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Damned Procrastination!

I apologize

school, work, friends, my own self, and minecraft have all kept me from my responsibilities and my oozing of art (if you can call it that) on this blog

but to not fret! i have big plans in low places

lovely work is to come

dont worry

if anything, be excited

this future is grand and it shall be so!




working on new creations for the masses (haha),

<3


PS. Aidens new album "Disguises" is fucking killer, its online and on shelves now, go listen to it and pick up a copy. that right there is real, pure, unrelenting art.

william and the boys have my respect, my admiration, and most of all, my love.

cheers!


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