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09 February 2008 @ 10:01 pm
 blah 
im an arrogant pus bag dying the same rate as everyone besides. 

im happy though in my minimalism, and im successfully maximal in my discretion, i decided a long ago that i was born to confuse you.

in other news. i make a ton of money now and am always in search of LSD, have a new spawnling on the way and quite happily insane today. 

been a while for methamphetamine as discussed with grahame today, perhaps im driven to survive at times for it i could assume it's a dream or deluded, but perhaps many fawn at the ugliness they presume when i find calm.
 
 
08 September 2007 @ 11:10 pm
that  which consumes me consumes me until i can not breathe but blood.
ive seen it. i've watched it kill.
now it kills me.
 
 
08 September 2007 @ 10:57 pm
who knows the answers who asked the question
what is there left to say have you told the ones you love that it is so?
are you absurd are you confused is the question a life answers?
is this a life that questions the unanswered are you timid are you brash?
are you devoured are you consumed is there that much left that you value i?t
arrogantly do you think you shape all things because all things shape you?
where will you go....when knowone wants to hear you cry?
when noone wants to see you die?
because you were so fucking indestructible.

where were you when i believed where were you when i believed?
who were you before i died did you live did you cry are you sure are you are anything do you know i could believe faith questions less do you know im scared insighed is this the facet things amany shaped this thing arguments erased.

is this you or me that dies inside?

 
 
 
08 September 2007 @ 10:23 pm
even seas the kettle boiling black derision seems another day fallen in between that a day works us a life i contused feeling collapsing the world a million dreams felt distant of all the dreams the perversion steams a new boiling mixture obtuse deserved streams of logic convoluted obssessed conspiracy received another lie redesigned confined lie fixture undefined reality fix it for me i thought it otherwise decried vision vanquished sequence defining everlasting obsequessence refined described ever lasting ever painting shame i fall before ever day today the next rise another.

hey reddelicious. im so sorry. here. you can read this.
 
 
08 September 2007 @ 10:12 pm

fixture the peace facet barrage the reason puppetry who controls the things
who's pulling the fucking strings?
if  you thought you  controlled it all along. 
who told you so?


it doesnt matter who the fuck you are
it is all about who the fuck you owe. 

what do you define? is it enough to fucking define you?

if you have to ask the questions what do you fear, enough to talk to yourself?
are you afraid. are you afraid of me? or were you afraid of the me you feared in yourself. i could give a fuck less. 
when you're empty you are full of nothing. 
i am the god. of null. i am deus null, deus sacrisage. deus null. the god of fucking nothing.
i look to tomorrow. see yesterday. and i fucking break it. i bend it to my will.


 
 
08 September 2007 @ 10:10 pm
son. did i stand upon the shore and watch you drown. 

son. 

i did. 
 
 
 
08 September 2007 @ 10:03 pm
how old was your father when he was first found with that which killed him because of me. 
that cancer. 

the oncologoical emotional destruction of reason in your life.

how old was he?
how old was he when he died?

i dont have much longer. 

do the math for me abstract the subtraction before i die. 
compute the polluted hope that is left. the time we accrue is our blame for which to that we've belonged.
 
 
 
 

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