Thursday, April 29, 2010

140, two-a-day's.

Can you hear it? The breakdown of society.
Can you stand it? The crumbling of everything.
I can smell it, the death of art and logic.
World wide ignorance saves valuable thought energy.
I can only walk away if you will let me,
obsessive, compulsive, technodependent, anergy
Can you tell me, are you still with me?
I feel the world turning, I feel the brain working,
Can you feel at all? Can you feel anything?
I can use my ESP I watch the world reverse turning
upside down, inside out, however you look at it,
this is our turn around, our realistic salvation.

I'm still seeing the stars '

You can't go crazy for six whole days
And it can take a lifetime to win the game
But the reason you stay is all the same
The meaning we look for when we all play.

I'd tell you to run but I know it hurts you
Can you believe you've done it anyway?
Noone around can see that they've killed you
There's only one way to avenge yourself.
Revenge is your dish, you decide what's in store
And they'll never know, you're insane for knocking on that door
They watched you wait, as noone answered
They felt your sadness, you packed up to be here.

I'd tell you to jump, but I don't know where you'd land
You swallowed the gun, your past is what you shot at
Ship out it all, for government property
We'll fix you all, no matter what your disease.

As I sat back and watched you walk down the road
I never thought I'd see you there, never thought itd be this cold.
Every eye in world latched on to you now
Can you show them why, can you show them how?
I watched you paint the sky with hatred and anger
I watched a couples videos in a commercial break
But I brought me in, that show would never end.

I'd tell you to stop but I don't know what's chasing you
I haven't been through it all, not nearly as much as you
You hold up so strong, as they all throw a stone or two.
I never caught up to that fastball that you threw.

Its the end of the world, I see it
Your bloody, beaten, battered, crushed, thrown on the floor
I see your puncture wounds yet you refuse to die
And I can hear your last words, pick out every lie.
I left you laying there, I'll help you later.
When you look back you'll see why you made it.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Oh, More Fees Zoey?

I know the leader Ewe
others like to follow, but I never was.
But I'll take my time, sign on the dotted line
so I'll forever be with you.
My ink runs right through.

If there was a flight on which I could never sleep,
it would be the last time I take off from the country.
I'm starting to think they got it right,
and if fate wasn't BS I might believe my eyes.
It's true we all need a pair fighting on our side
to help us through the pain we daily see.
For once I can get it right
by getting it wrong and letting me sleep.

One day we'll look back see the better days,
we'll see they weren't what we planned;
why do we plan? When it's always a pleasant surprise.
For you and I, surprise, we'll survive.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

You are now arriving in Jordan. Enjoy your stay.

So I know that many of you who frequent this blog already know who I am. For those people, and those who randomly stumble upon this page somehow, here's a chance for you to really find out more about me. Hopefully some of you may enjoy it; actually read it. I'm a simple guy. I feel like my values and morals belong decades in the past. Most important of all is I follow my own views. I am not a follower of anyone else's ideas or views. The time to explain them, will be reserved for another time, over time. I'm constantly adding ideals and views to my repertoire of values, so they must be unravelled over time. As far as 'religion' goes, I have my own ideas about God(s) and things of that sort. I won't bash anyone else's beliefs on religion, but I will laugh at you for your ignorance in the matter. Not ignorance like: you believe in life after death and I think that is stupid, ignorance like: not knowing the basis of your religion and claiming to. Enough on that. I enjoy long walks on the beach, Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. I'm not into yoga, and I have half-a-brain. Just half. I like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the guy you've looked for, write to me, and escape. Seriously though, late 70's pop culture aside, though I do enjoy the rain, music and art in general are my thing. 'Art' is so broad, but I don't mind that at all. Music, movies(film), books, pictures, paintings, the list goes on, and they're all so wonderful in there own way, aren't they? As you may know by reading previous entries, I enjoy the poetry/song type of writing. While I would love to write numerous songs and hope for a good reception, I think I would rather write, and direct, a great movie. A nice little indie film, with some good reception. Enough about goals I will never achieve. As terrible as it is, technology is a wonderful thing. Do it right and it can be quite amazing. Science as well. I have this insatiable urge to help people. When you spend enough time on the internet, you lose sight of how many good people there actually are in this world. Aside from technology, science and art, what else is there in this world? Sports that's what (Culture too but we can tackle that later). I don't need to tell you how kick-ass sports are, but that's not the point anyway. I was born in a little town outside of Cleveland, Ohio. As a result, Cleveland sports teams have been engrained in my brain and remain favorites. Since I do not live in the 40's, 50's and 60's, it's pretty grim as a Cleveland fan. But I love it. I have another fixation for working out and exercise, so sports are always a favorite. Uh, I'm lost on what else to say, the complex labyrinth that is my brain has got me lost again. Till next time, enjoy your stay.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Fuck [theync]

I /r/ your name and sight
Hoping to find what to do tonight.
The clubs are dead and the scene deleted
So I guess the nightlife was with it, depleted.
You got rule 34'd and still stand your ground
Take it easy, in a few weeks we fight the world, tear it down.
It won't fight back, its stuck on itself
And we'll slide right in, destroy it with some help.
'Cause I'm an addict, an atom bomb
Set, primed, ready to blow.
Tear it down with me, it deserves to go.
Noone else would do this, it deserves to know.

We built time machines to save the world,
But did we only end up making it worse?
We tried, and that counts to us,
But the overseeing mules see only the worst.
Do they help, do they care?
About money and greed.
The people out here they mean nothing.
And while our fight means nothing,
While we have this breath in our lungs,
We'll know that we won, we'll know that we're done.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Two lawn chairs, two beers, one apocalypse.

Once and only once, when the sky is of fire
we can kick back and see and say goodbye.
The earth might shake, the thunder might break,
but from light years away, it's best to watch.
Watch it crumble, watch it blow
as everything you hate is fucked to bits.
buildings once stood tall, now laugh as they fall.
America's ego cities are particularly fun to crawl.
maybe if we're lucky, we can catch one final ignorant cry,
maybe if we plan it right, we can almost hear it die.
Third rock reduced to nothing, in the blink of an eye.
Destroyed itself, destroyed from the heavens.
1000 years of peace? Not now, not never;
I guess it's time he got even, broken promises noone will notice.
From this ball it all looks so fucked.
From this rock, the cycle starts again.

Monday, April 5, 2010

You and I, 'till the non-existent end.

I guess you could say we're in this together
Though we see one work and one rest.
I suppose you could say we're here for each other.
Though in 4 years you haven't done shit for me and I'm hear 'cause of you.
We're alone 4 years and I don't even know who you are
So silent, so cold, so mannequin-esque
I can't even tell if you have a heart in that chest.
We're on an endless slide of pain, but you're not.
You're so fearless,4 years later, still nonchalant

Imagine this:
Spending forever in a black heaven
With a life that's neverending.
Alone or a two person solitaire.
Still conversation come at random.

I don't think we could end it if we tried.
We reside in a heaven-like hell
And we're tied together so you'll never get away.
I could hate you, I could love you, I can't tell,
Maybe I'll find out if we ever see another day.
Hell is so beautiful when you're not bein' burned
But so quiet I may have gone deaf,
Or it's something in that air.
We're on a crash course, one way to nothingness.
4 years and nothin' but bumps in this road,
It's just amazing we haven't died, 'cause we're doomed.
But that's just it, we'll never die, and that's the pain for you and I.
4 years in a heaven-like hell, only millions more to go.

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Ima sit back and watch, 'cause I don't care.

Random title, yes.  In any case, this post might be long, it might not.  Just gunna say whatever needs to be said?  Does anything ever NEED to be said?  And how often are those things heard?  Whatever the case, things will be said.  To start, is there a REASON I'm writing this?  Really, there are some that believe everything happens for a reason, is this happening for a reason?  1 and 1 is not yet 5, so I think you can understand where I stand on that (if you caught the Bad Religion reference.)  If that were to truly be the case, what's the point in living?  If everything is predetermined what's the point?  Why am I asking so many questions if they won't get answered?  Who knows?!  Much of the things we know and believe are so fake and mystical, but we still bank on them don't we?  One may or may not believe in any one of these things, and they may or may not be real.  Until there is any PROOF of any of those, they are non-existent are they not?  Or are they in existence 'til proven fake?  A prime example is wishes.  We all do it.  We wish for things and circumstances to work out, but for what?  Time travel, what a wish that is isn't it?  But it's that idea, of being able to turn back the clock and correct the wrongs we've made.  A very enticing possibility is it not?  More so, I think, is the possibility of the parallel dimensions.  Think about it, being able to wander to and fro between dimensions, each having a different circumstance to do with your life.  Do something in one and realize and live with the consequences, and do something else in another.  Grand idea is it not?  Instead, there's those times where we sit idly by and watch things happen, not acting upon the belief the risk is greater than the reward.  Wondering what could have, or should have(?) been.  Somewhere along the line, shortly after we gain our consciousness, we develop these human instincts and mindsets.  The type that make us believe death is terrible, taking risks is not worth it and conforming to society is what you should do.  Fit in, they tell you.  And fit in, you do.  Ever since your life started, you've done as they say.  But have you ever tried to recall when it actually started?  We're alive in the womb, but do we recall any of this?  Is this truly where our lives started or is it when you begin to communicate with others?  Possibly so.  Now I know this is all random, but I really don't care, just so ya know =)}.  As mentioned previously, we can figure that death is the end of the line.  And if it's not, we should be hoping it is.  By this I'm talkin' about heaven and hell.  Is there anyone even IN heaven?  If you believe that, you have to be a damn 'perfect' person to get there.  Is that even possible?  That's for you to decide, 'cause I'm not going to try and tell you, 'cause you won't listen.  And in this case, rightfully so.  I'm not going to tell you you're wrong, no matter what you believe, because you're not.  In this case anyway.  But, alas, our society is not that way.  In a downward spiral of human mentality, it's not going to get any better.  A selfish know-it-all attitude permeates their minds, doesn't it?  Anyone who doesn't think like you is wrong, anyone who thinks any differently is wrong, and definitely below you, right?  Nazi.  There's all these things, /green/ companies making a difference, but that's only half the problem.  Unless there's no other options,  these things will not succeed.  And why ARE there other options?  If something is so innovative and /green/ why are they not standard?  Until then, there really is no hope.  And again, that's only half of it.  You cannot change millions of peoples minds, especially when they're passing these mindsets on to younger generations.  Many reasons not to want to raise a child in this world right?  Many reasons we almost wish this 2012 BS was true, right?  I can't wait to live on Mars, this worlds too far gone.  And now I'm bored, end of post.