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Black SUPREME 2008!!!
OBAMA WILL ENSLAVE THE WHITE RACE!!(view post)
In an Absolute World
I’m Absolutely Insane
Remember the Alamo
snakes in the grbum cat’s outta da bag
you nague you hague
blood before the flood
Henbanes frog’s toads
pare un lagucion
un launguica siepre las luz
mi amores no se quires
eres siempre pare me
que sombre la
nuestro para mi
eres par mi
tiempo por tu buena
mi hermano por favor
no quinte la
malo malo malo
e diah que a mia
no quien a ciento
got myself a story that I would like to tell 2 sell
the crow lies
dragons fly my bumer fly
deine Mutter Spracht So
you need more of me
lets go on a shopping spree
even when I lie I tell the truth,
oh my too much vermouth.
it’s more than a case study.
contemplating the absurd…
thru the abyss I never miss…
Ordo Ab Chao
winters of fire summers of ice; I tire of playing nice.
visions of swastikas in my eyes oh my what a surprise.
the dragon flies an the bee stings
crimson and clover
september is over
spring forward, fall back
paint that red door black, jack
turn that smile upside down even clowns frown
Grave digger, fine upstanding member of society I already pulled the trigga
that’s one hell of a vice take my advice I dare entice
devil’s in the details I smell entrails
entrails and snails
fire ice earth n aire
cauldron brew cauldron bubble
you’re in trouble,
more than double
Gabriel screams in my dreams
sit down for this spell…
or I’ll give you hell!
Tail spin whirlwind hell fire n high water
time to reap that which’s been sown
which witch? give me my switch you ****! don’t be a snitch
sticks an stones break bones
I am that I am, it is what it is.
I’m more then clever
with da feather
Negligence is viewed thru the eyes of Ceasar. Intent is known on the cross.
Give me more
thieves in the night are at your door
bleed the rich feed the poor
you whore! I want more.
stitches for snitches witches an ****es
my broom my room
some say sound is more important than meaning some are afraid n I hate English…
Nazis for Anasazies
n Geronimo too.
eat my shoe you shrew you haven’t a clue said the flie n the fly in the flew
I seed the world soul
I need some money honey…
**** the money changers n **** you if you don’t believe me… it’s hell without me. which is kinda funny
spin spin spin
I always win
earth is not worthy of me
I’m more than expensive
Spirit’s in the wire I’m on fire
cat’s outta da bag
don’t be a nague you hague
n Amsterdam too
blame me I’m shameless; it’s not my fault; I’m at least a generation early
“When the true king’s murderers are allowed to roam free. A thousand Egyptians arise in the land… Where are the feasts we were promised?” Jim Morrison (Ghost Song) “The cause we are fighting for, is not only worth living for, it is worth dieing for; if need be… injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. You must honestly confront your shattered dreams. We will wear you down by our capacity to suffer.” (MLK) JFK is to MLK as Peter is to Jesus CRAZY HORSE AND MR. ED
“I Became Insane, With Long Intervals of Horrible Sanity” -Edgar A. Poe
“You Are Just a Puppet, You Have No Heart and Can Feel No Pain.” -Sephiroth
“Starting Tonight, People Will Die…I’m a Man of My Word” -Joker
“Hitler? it’s a good thing he killed himself… I woulda hated to make a martyr outta him. I’ve been away for a long long time cuz a that crime. you slime I own the dime paid for the crime. Dimeh I own the trust… bleed me if u must throw em all in a babalonian brick oven an make me some pizza” -Diedrich
“Do You Know Why You Are So Weak?...It Is Because You Lack Hate” -Itachi
“The Greatest Trick The Devil Ever Played, Was Making The World Believe He Didn’t Exist” – Kevin Spacy
“The World Is a Fine Place and Worth Fighting For…I Agree With The Second Part” Morgan Freeman
“All Religion, My Friend, Is Simply Evolved Out of Fraud, Fear, Greed, Imagination, and Poetry.” – Edgar A. Poe
“Why So Serious” -Joker
“Tell Me What You Cherish Most, Give Me The Pleasure of Taking It Away” -Sephiroth
“Death May Be The Greatest of All Mankind’s Blessings” -Socretes
“The Only Good Is Knowledge, The Only Evil Is Ignorance” -Socretes
“All That We See or Seem To See Is Nothing But a Dream Within a Dream” -Edgar A. Poe
“Stay Where You Belong…In My Memories” -Cloud
“I Will…Never Be a Memory” -Sephiroth …......................................................
In an Absolute World I am absolutely insane
Remember the Alamo!
Kate, don’t be late.
blame it all on me tell them I am shameless
Angel of Death
give me your breath(view post)
Eat that newbs. I won the game! I am L337.
Party escort wasn’t what it seemed to be. That caek was a lie D:, I have failed.
Party escort wasn’t what it seemed to be. That caek was a lie D:, I have failed.
As I sit
I think of you
For loving you
Days of loneliness
Days of sorrow
Days of sadness
That led to heartache and pain
In which I think I may never again recover
Feeling ever so pitiful
I can’t help myself though
I just can’t seem to get over you
I utterly hate you
And yet I’m hopelessly infatuated with you
But I feel like darkness trapped in the dead of light
No where to hide
But in itself
A place where there is no admittance
Fear seems to feel like home
Love the enemy
Am I not worth it?
Worth you taking admiration of me
The sight of you in the arms of another
Do you do it in spite?
Just make me hurt
Sometimes I think I might end my time here
Back to reality I come
And back to darkness I return
How good I feel when I think of death
Just to rid myself of you
And it’s extremely gruesome
How I plan your demise
If only you knew
My wicked mind is even too much for me at times
But the just of it is. . .
It is you
The one that broke me
And it will be you
To know how it feels
To be stuck here
Inside my world
With no ****ing way out
Wanting to be somewhere else
But not being able to move
Wanting to feel just the smallest amount of happiness
And only feeling unwanted
Wanting to be the only one
And feeling like the only one left out
And in the end
It will be me that saves your soul(view post)
How to commit suicide(view post)
i miss you by blink 182
i know theyre probbly making fun of me but i can still relate to the music..(view post)
i got hit once by my father too.. so i can relate. I mean.. if its at all possible.. the pain s just too much for any one person to bear by themselves.. but were all alone. and there is nothing we can do. i can only guess how hard it must be for you to share this with us.. pls diregard the insensitive trolls.(view post)
WOW REALLY? i mean.. thats cool.. i guess.. i ddint do it for you.(view post)
my mom ignores me..(view post)
Log in to see images! (view post)
that is respectable enouff, i wish the trolls wouldnt be so childish..
+ im canadian.. well used to be.(view post)
its from my blog..(view post)
Five things the people who read this don’t know about me? Well, except for Jerzy and B, I could list my name and I’d be doing fine, but in the spirit of playing along let’s see what I can come up with…
I’m absolutely terrified of heights: But only SOME heights oddly enough. I’ve staying on or above the 30th floor at several different hotels and had no problems, I’m the guy asking to sit next to the window on the plane, but as evidenced from my incredibly brief, but far too lengthy, visit to the CN Tower in Toronto (eh!) this past weekend, observation decks are not my cup of tea, and if I have my cup of tea prior to going to an observation deck on a tall thing, I’m likely to give someone near me my cup of tea.
Boxers: I used to be a tightey whitey guy, all the way up to, and including, my sophomore year of high school. I liked the ‘snug’ feel but one day walking through The Gap (where all stories begin, right?) I saw a pair of Shamrock boxers, and being part Irish (the alcoholic part) thought they’d be cute. I slapped them on the very next day and haven’t gone back (except for rare basketball cirgreat timesstances when I’m looking for a little less…bounce). On a side note the entire world should be thankful for my discovery, since I used to also favor ridiculously tight jeans, and found they were no longer practical with my new choice of undergarments. I have, of course, slid all the way to the other end of the spectrum, now wearing my jeans as baggy as humanly possible, in homage to my fallen homeys (pour out a little liquor).
Eddie Vedder Once Jumped on my Head: True story, wouldn’t lie. I was hooking up with a girl who’s father was a bigwig for Miller Brewing, and we got ‘box seats’ for the Lollapalooza II show that Pearl Jam played at the World Music Theater in Tinley Park, IL. They were playing relatively early in the day (if I’m not mistaken Rage Against the Machine opened that show and Pearl Jam played second). As this was ‘Ten’ era PJ, and Eddie was a bit more of a showman then, and between songs he informed security, over the mic of course, that he had invited a few of his ‘friends’ down to the front row. As he said this to security he actually waved his arm around the entire arena, implying that we were all his ‘friends’ (this of course before he became too cool for school and refused to make any music videos after the ‘Jeremy’ clip was played roughly 314 times a day on MTV). Being the hard core rebels all us suburban Chicago white kids were we stormed the…front row, creating something that probably could have been a large mosh pit, but instead was a lot more like a crowded theater after someone yells ‘FIRE!’ Some overly anxious kid threw his flannel shirt onstage; Eddie grabbed it and tied it around his head during the extended breakdown in the middle of ‘Once.’ He started weaving around the stage, in theory at least blindly, as the throng chanted ‘JUMP!’ Then, just as he was supposed to do the whole guttural scream thing he launched himself into the crowd. I’m bumuming he expected to be caught and crowd surfed, but because we were so packed in, nobody had their hands up, and thus Eddie landed on my head. Because we were all purists, just interested in the music, about seven of us immediately grabbed the flannel shirt. I managed to grab a sleeve and wrap it around my hand, quite literally at once point being lifted off my feet (this is after security pulled Eddie off me and back up on stage). Portions of the flannel were torn off as everyone looked for their souvenir, and I was lucky enough to end up with a square about five inches by five inches at the end of it all. It is, without a doubt, the only thing of significance I lost when my parent’s house burned down.
I Could Have Gone to Harvard: I won’t proclaim to be the brightest shining star in the sky, but I test obnoxiously well. I had already set my plans to attend film school at an open enrollment college by the time most of my clbummates were taking the SAT’s so I didn’t bother, and will never know what my score might have been. I did, however take the ACT, and scored a 31, which I found out was the third highest score of anyone in my clbum. In fact, I quite literally tied for third with a gentleman from my high school that did get into Harvard. A comparison of our resumes was eye opening. His GPA was a 4.7 (5.0 scale), while mine was a 4.6. He was a member of the National Honor Society, as was I (until I got thrown out from breaking into the offices of the NHS teacher and exposing a fraudulent election by taking the 51 ballots, copying them about 15 times each, and posting them all over our school), he was a member of three different sports teams, as was I, and I was the captain of the basketball team he was on. We both participated in theater programs. The more I write about this…the more it sucks.
Apparently I Look Older than I Thought: Arguably the most embarrbuming thing I’ve ever had happen in my life (save the catatonic period that Jerzy and B witnessed). In Toronto this past weekend my lovely bride (six years my junior) and I did a little shopping on Christmas Eve (where they were having ‘Boxing Day’ sales; now here’s an insane holiday. According to two different Canucks Boxing Day is the day when rich Brits and Canadians would give their servants EMPTY BOXES…this gets an entire holiday, complete with an INSANE amount of sales, in Canada…but I digress). We entered a store where my bride proceeded to pick out two skirts she liked. She entered the dressing room and tried one on, coming out to get my opinion. We discussed, she decided she didn’t like it, and headed back inside the dressing room to try the other skirt on. At that point a young gentleman (maybe 17, clearly working a ‘Christmas Break’ job to buy his girlfriend that cubic zirconium she’s been pining for) walked up to me and said,
“Out getting a little last minute Christmas shopping done with your daughter?”
I have since booked an appointment to have my hair dyed…and I’m wearing even more obnoxiously large jeans.(view post)
i can relate.
This digital blasphemy.