what one may use to hang himself with
may also make a fine belt

I wish to be incinirated after death
cremation they call it, politely

So as I may be returned
to the Universe whence I came
more quickly

The time
Jesus spends
selling flowers
on the moon

he could be
reading a book
or looking through
a telescope

Sarcasm is a form of intelligent flattery

our world revolves around a pin

constant anomolies make our lives
what they seem to be
always surprised
when we encounter the next day
except on 'rare' occasions

The perception of reality makes actual reality subjective
therefore equaling one another

Misery has many faces
often masquerading as another emotion

All the worlds lands were once anothers

Death comes unexpectadly
only if we let it

Life mesmorizes art
art mesmorizes life

A fundemaental danger exists inherintly in living
this is the risk we take when we are born

Looking into the eyes
is like taking a journey

Life is full of small print

The name is the same
its the game that has changed

(or is it the other way around?)

Charles Darwin told me
in a philisophical thought
upon mine own cognition
that all men are not created equal

I may not remember where I have been
I might not know where I am going
But I can tell you of this fact...
I'm pretty sure I'm right here this moment in time

Step on my feet
I will not flinch
but will only make you
walk with me a while

Speculate much
about what goes on in others houses
when the sordidness never stops in yours

How much more clear
can the words be
than symbolic
for one to truly hear them
and learn from the wisdom
they have given unto you?

When asked if I was a Christian...
I replied,"No, I am not superstitious."

Faith
is a grand tome
an elaboratly adorned text
greatly ornamented
large in size
many paged and heavy

yet when opened
it reveals nothing
but for every page is empty

Gossip

is treason towards another

Spouted blasphemy
necessary curses
translated negatively
by those misinterpreting mere foul language for hate

Extravanganza of a sleepy head
resting still
epiphany found
to one suddenly
-when least expected
answering a question...
that was never had

Always keep an empty paged book open before you
and before you realize
the book will be full
of shit and profound

The only difference between an old man and a devil may be the horns and tail

every infinity exists
never-nowhere
in a space of emptiness. full

existance and wisdom
can be the difference between knowing we are real
and not caring we are here

to hunting for food
and eating worms

testicular chaos
is the cancer of men
leading to millions
of unborn bastards

As I mock Jesus
if in the future
far from now
someone mocks me
and mine
I will laugh
and smile
and nod
from the grave
knowing
they are on the right and proper path

stay sleepy sleep
in beds of rich silk
avoiding truth in drowsy farce

enabling intoxicants
lead meek weak spines
to fine tripped prine
as gut fills silly
and head feels frilly
opening doors not but walls once

You don't know how dirty you really are until you take a bath

I'd rather be nuts
than common chattle

Don't be the stingerless bee that lost its stinger so foolishly

Death-life is an endless circle of eternal burning
dimly-bright in empty spaces

Old is cream corn with a 4" skin
Young is a childs mind untouched by sin

Death gives us the urgency we need
to do what needs to be done

Immortality would lead many of us to become eternal slackers

Excuse my reflection
A weakness my complexion
Contorted by my expression

Success won't buy ya salvation
(but it'll get ya killed)

-We all die a little bit every day

Uncaring people
pretend to be friends
in drunken banter

Swaying with each slurred word

Healthy aspirations are required.
Delinquent thoughts will NOT be honored.

Thank You!
-Management-

My legs tire and ache from standing in the corner like a Monkey I am

Yellow paste on my fingers
reminds me of toxic waste that covers my feet

Crazed and foolish
I jump over frozen creeks and ponds

only to arrive at and fall into a pit of flames

High pitched farts hang/dangle
from my ass

awaiting placement upon your face

(Tormented days can be made easier by thoughts of absurdity)

Forged steel
made by hands of true artisans

To be wielded by mindless thugs
for purposes only to kill

There is no alert
no buzzers
no bells sound
when you have reached the apex of your life
when you have lived more days then you will

The date afore mentioned passes unknown and without incident
squeezed between other, just as uneventful days

She mistook me all night long for another that I am not, nor could and never will be
...I told her to carry on...

-This spot is dedicated to a fledgling thought
unable to escape the holds of my subconscious-

I like to eat things, not knowing their origins
not caring to know what it is

savoring the unfamiliar taste in my mouth
before my minds preconceptions influence my palette.

Do the days thoughts of programmed mass murder in a fictitious place inside of a CPU constitute criminal tendency?

In a world of individuals
One individual is no longer that
but now a part of the whole

An individual on the moon
is an individual seperate from the mass
and true

Mountains of sin
pile upon those who are least guilty
while those most heinous
sit atop the mighty mounds

laughing

Anything can be weilded as a weapon or a gift, depending upon how you hold it and the intentions you have for it.

everyday is a good day
I never have a good day
no such thing as a good day
have a good day
I know I will/won't

Death is for wusses
I'm gonna live forever

-cause I know I'm gonna die

Nails through the eyes may make you think twice

But a free romp with a whore will only encourage more!

It would be cool to build a glass walled structure
far out in the open
to sit and be as out in the world as can be
for use when great storms and intense weather come
to feel as if you were out in it
-to enjoy

-sitting alone in a cool night
all too aware of the world
to be all too unaware of reality-

That which is here is not necessarily any more aware of that which may never be

Death thinks the world of you
and wants nothing more than your company

The world is full of rich and poor
greedy and needy
dreamy and nightmarish
friend and foe
honor and treachery
deceit and truth
wisdom and the lecherous...

We all choose our own paths
and can fork that path at any time we choose

-Leading a life of deception and foulness can be changed in a moment

I was born to have a crooked nose
The better to smell the crooked rose

I hate straight lines!!!!

hate may be too strong a word
I find them offensive
when I see them I feel cheated
knowing what they are is falsely straight

It is unatural and treacherous!

Beware the straight line!
For it is meant to deceive you!

I'd like to bend my nails backwards in frustration just once

Shit heads...worlds full of 'em...
got a nuke?

In the process of looking for something I still have not found, I found all kinds of crazy shit I had forgotten about

Underlying depths of personality are character faults in ourselves
we do not know it is there
we fail to see the performance
but they balance on the nouses of others around us
those who most frequent our talk
and listen deep to what we say

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