Monday, October 3, 2016

ride the light (part one)

ILLIMINATE TERRIBLE OF ALL IMAGINABLE SENSES
BREAK A NEW PATH HIGHER FOUND OF LAST FATHOM
WALKING AGAINST RAGE IN A WAY UNDISCOVERED BY MEANS OF STABILITY ONLY TO PAUSE FOR THE LIFE GIVEN TO DIMENSIONAL TRAVEL

IF A WORLD FORGOTTEN FELL SLAVE TO THE FINGERTIPS OF DICTATION MEDITATED IN THE MINDS OF UNDERCRAWLING SIGNALIC TONES ONE WOULD HAVE TO STAND UP AND OPEN FIRE BY MEANS OF MENTALITY ALONE, CRACK A CAN OF WHOOP ASK THE PASSERBY’S FOR STRESS ITS A LONG WAY TO THE CENTER OF SATURN, BREAKING THRU THE CRUST OF UNBEARABLE MEMORIES I LOCK INTO THE DEADSIGHT HELD CAPTIVE MANIFESTED RIPPED OUT OF A BREATHING EXTERNAL RIB CAGE HEART PUMPING PURPLE 24 POUNDED IN TEN MINUTES LATER ABOUT TO EXPLODE

GIVEN TO REALIZE TRUST HAS BEEN BROKEN TO SINFUL DOUBTING HABIT STANDING PASSED RECONSTRUCTED INTO UNFUNCTIONAL FUTURISTIC BATTLE BEAMS AIMED AS THE KITES FLY STALE AND STYLE-LESS LOW TO THE GROUND WINDLESS SKINNED CROSSES OF FILTH CRAWL OUT OF THE WOODWORK BLADDERING NONSENSICAL RIDICULOUSNESS NOT EVEN THE MORTAL MIND WOULD FALL FOR, TELLING OF WANABE ANCIENT WAYS THE ANCESTORS PAVED OVER GRASS BUILT TO GROW NOW BURNED DOWN AND IN THE LIGHT OF ITS FACE YOU WAVE AWAY, SKIN EXPOSED WIND IN THE HAIR LOOKING FREE BUT NOW BEHIND BARS WITH TEARS IN THOSE BIG BLUE EYES I FIND THUNDERSTORMS CALLING MY ENTITY, CHALLENGING ME TO WAR WITH THE ELEMENTAL SCRUBBLE I AM LEFT HERE TO DEAL, CALLING UPON A TEAM OF ASTRONAUTICAL NAVIGATORS ON THE GROUND FOCUSING HIDDEN ENERGY UPON ATOM SPLITTING REENACTMENT IN REACTION TO TRAVEL THROUGH HEAVEN DIMENSIONALLY MISGUIDED TAKE A WRONG TURN AND TURN FRACTURED TO SECOND FRACTION A QUARTER BOTTLE DUMPED DOWN AN UNEVEN RIVER OF PACKED AND COMPACTED ACTION STILL SITTING STAYING PUT IN ONE PLACE WAIT FOR THE LIGHTENING BEAMS TO POUR IN THE WINDOWS FROM THE SKY, TICK TIMED OUT TALK TIL GOODBYE.

TAKE PLACE INTO MISTAKE FELT A FEELING HAPPENED MILES AWAY TOWNS OVER TAPPING INTO THE LINES OF THE SIMILAR WAVELENGTH HAPPENED TO BE CALLED UPON AS I’M CROSSING ABOVE THE CLOUDS AT NIGHT THE LIGHT IS SO LOUD ITS LIKE DAY UP HERE, STILL DISTANT TIP-TOEING TOWARD THE CRYSTAL BALL OF SUPERNATURAL ENERGY PASSED TEMPTING NOW PULLING ME GUIDEDLY INTO ITS CUSTODY. FORMING TO TRUE FORM OF CONSCIOUS BEING COMFORTABLE FREEZING MYSELF TO THE CORE WITH EYES CLOSED HEAD BACK I SMILE IN THE WARM WIND OF PEACEFUL GIVEN ETERNITY BLASTING REALITY INTO BEAUTY OF FREEDOM FROM PSYCHOSIS, PSYCHOTIC MESSAGES IN LIGHT CODE THE DARK TO LOOK AROUND AND BEAR SIGNAL TO WHERE I JUST WAS BUT WAS I EVER ON POINT SET TO NEVER REMEMBER THAT TIME OF EXISTENCE AGAIN….



BARELY REMEMBERING BACK. UNABLE TO REALLY RESPOND, CAME SO CLOSE IN TOUCH WITH DEATH THAT I’M NUMB TO LIFE PRIOR FOR GOOD REASON. TERRIBLY UNHEALTHY, HEART PROBLEMS, IV’S, TUBES DOWN THE NOSE AND THROAT, COMPLETELY WITHOUT CLOTHES UNDER A SHEET TO THE SAME HOSPITAL BED I WAS JUST STANDING NEXT TO IN THE BROOM CLOSET ONLY IT WAS EMPTY.......

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

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Monday, June 22, 2015

RUN [LIVE]

HALLOWED BE THE SOULS THAT TRIGGER FORM FOR MINDS TO FOLLOW. CRAFTING ROUTEWAYS AND COLLAPSING PATHS AFTER PASSING THROUGH DESTINY TAKING TIME TO METALIZE THOUGHT PATTERNS WRITTEN IN STONE WITH BONE, FORMS OF BEING TOLERITT RESISTANCE AGAINST THE WORLD THAT THROWS OUR WELL BEING INTO THE FIRE TO FUEL ROCKET POWERED ACCELERATION, EXCITING TO THE MASSES AS THEY COVER IN ASHES AFTER WITS HAVE BEEN SWEPT UP FROM THE BURNING GROUND. 

SPEEDING THRU SPACE PASSED DEATHLY LIFE BREATHING CENTER-PLAY-HEAD-HUNTING PERRILOUS ENERGY SPANK-A-CLAP GALAXY TAPPING OPEN FISTED TIME SHANK “CAPTAIN WE’VE DONE IT AGAIN” SORT OF SERIES OF VERBAL ACCOMPLISHMENT EVERY TIME NON-ABORTED MISSIONS COME TO A SERIAL CLOSE, NUMBERS CANNOT NOTATE THE LEVEL OF COMMUNICATION ASSUMED NO RESPONSE IS THE BEST ANSWER AND YOU CAN BE CHOSEN TO DROWN OVER THE SIMPLETON BECAUSE I KNOW YOU CAN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF AND BE BETTER OFF AS WHOLE. 
TIS NOT IN THE CARDS AT ALL TO LIVE NOR DWELL AMONGST THE LIVING FROM THIS ROOM OF HELL DIVIDING MORTAL FROM THINKER PINK LIQUOR BOTTLE WARMING UP THE STOMACH TO WALK PLUMMET ATTACK HONED IN SIDEWALKING LEADER PACK ADDICTED TO CRACKED LIMMERICK ADLIB VERSE WACKER THAN WRITTEN BEAUTIFUL SULLEN DOLL PULLING HAIR LONG HAIR DOG BITING THE AIR BECAUSE IT SUDDENLY WENT BLIND AND THE IMAGE WAS SPITTING TO DEFY IMAGINATION ON EVERY LEVEL OF THE SPELL BEING CAST COVELAND BROKEN HOUSE RECONSTRUCTION DOCTOR BOW DOWN AND LET SCIENCE COMBINE RELIGIOUSLY SPINING TWING-TWANG RESEMBLE ALIGNING LIGHTENING LIKE LIGHTING LIGHT UP AT THE END OF A COMA TUNNEL, BEEN LOST SINCE BIRTH ON A NEW HOME-LIKE PLANTED EARTH. 

SO SEEDS GO FOUND WAY TO GROUND SIGNAL NOISE PULL POLLUTION OF RADIO WAVERICK MOLECULITISTICAL CATABAPTIMAL BAT TO ATTACK RALLY TO FIGHT BACK GIVE THE TAPED BAT BACK TO THE MAD BATTER IN BLACK HAT OR CALL BATMAN TO LATTER DAY HATTER SHATTER RICOCHET SMACK RACK OIL SPILL DRUM ROLL WHEN TIRES SQUEAL OFF THE GROUNDS FOR SAFETY REEK EM PAVEMENT SNOW SLIPPILY TRIPPING TIED SHOELACES RESTRICTED STUCK IN LOCKED CUPBOARD CABINET BEHIND NURSES DESK OFF LIMITS…. MORE LIKE LIMITING TURNED OFF COMPLETELY OF CONSCIOUS THOUGHT AND ANYTHING THAT GOES THROUGH THIS MIND IS WORSE THAN ENERGY OF BRAIN-KILLING SPIRIT SOUL TALISMANIC CLIMAXIMUM POTENTIAL EXCEEDENCE OF WISDOM DUMBED DOWN FOR THE DUMMIES THIS PLANTED EARTH SHARES THE SURFACE WITH AS TO NOT GET LOCKED UP OR GONE MAD WITH THE OBSURDITIES ANCIENT VESSELS LEFT CRAWLING SCATTERED WITH INFORMATIONAL DATA BANK LATERAL PALACE OF THE NIGHT IN THE DARK SURROUNDED ABOVE BY HOVERING SPACESHIPS SHINING SPOTLIGHTS IN THE WALL GAPS AND TECHTED HOLES FOR THE TERRIALS TO WATCH THE HIDDEN PERSONA AND LEARN A THING OR THREE….

WITH LIFE BARRELING PERRIL RIFLE-LIKE DOWN THE BARREL OF A WRECKED PARABLE CANNON, METAPHORIC TO AIMLANDY ROAMING DOWNTOWN WITH NOTHING ON THE AGENDA BUT TO WRECK AND DESTROY WHAT HAS BEEN PUT IN AN ENDORSED PLACE, I LAUGH IN THE FACE OF ENFORCEMENT WHILE TEARILY SCREAMING PUT A GUN TO MY NAKED HEAD AND GET TAKEN WHAT THEY CANT AFFORD TO GIVE UP, I WILL MAKE SURE YOUR EXISTANCE NEVER EXISTED TO TAKE PLACE IN THE ACTION PUT BEFORE MY ATTENTION PREVENTED SAFETY SWITCH PULLED OFF ON THE GLOCK TO PULL MOCKING BALLHUGGER WHITEY TIGHTEYS OVER SKULL BROKEN NOSE GLOWING BLUE FROM CONFESSIONAL SESSION OF HEAVEN REACHED LESSON IMPEACHFUL DRENCHED PEASANTS STAND AROUND MESSED IN THE HEAD SHIVERING FROM THE PAIN LOST WITH THEIR PRESENCE DEADENED LESS SCRUTILITY KNIFING SAINT FALLS FROM UFO HIDING ABOVE THE CLOUDS LARGER THAN THE CITIES REACHES AND COULD TAKE EVERY LIFE IMAGINABLE FROM INCEPTION OF PERCEPTION, EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN, FORGIVE THEM OUR FATHER, FRANKLESS IN THE WORLD SCRATCHED IN SOLID CATIBOLIC-WRITTEN LACK OF CANNIBIS IN THE MENTALITY FORMED ALIEN GENIUS TAKING NOTES ON KNOB AND FADER POSITIONS MENTALLY NOTED PRESETS MURDERING SONIC SPACE ALLOWED BETWEEN PORTS OF PURE GLORY AND RUMBLING THE LOW END TIL SHADOWS CRACK OPEN AND BLEED LIGHT….

THIS IS THE REALIZATION OF TRUTH

THIS IS THE SOLIDIFYING OF ANCIENT ENERGY FORMED INTO THOUGHT

SKIP PASSED THE PRESENT AND IT WILL ALL BE FIGURED OUT


BUT ONLY IF YOU FIGURE IT OUT FOR YOURSELF 

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

POEM ATTEMPT2

TIME'S MEANING TO HAVE NO END
WORDS MEAN NOT UNTIL HALF SPENT
BREAKING AND CRAWLING UP SPINES OF LIGHT
MAINTAINING TO MAINTAIN AND HOLD TIGHT
CAREGIVER OF THOUGHT RIPS PRESENCE 
PRODUCER OF HORRIBLY IMAGINATING MACHINES
TAKING DOWN FORMS OF LITERAL ESSENCE ALONE 
AND CAPTIVATING BELL JARS INTO TANGIBLE BEAMS
STAR LIGHT TO STAR FLY TO BE GONE OR HIGH
WRITTEN DOWN PATTERNS WITH FLAMES IN THE SKY
SOLAR WAYS TO CREATE WEAPONS SUPER INFUSED
FUSES SO LONG THEY WILL NEVER BE USED
AT LEAST NOT IN THIS LIFE THE NEXT OR THE LAST
OR EVER AGAIN IN THE FUTURE OR PAST
WHATS PASSING ABOVE HAS BEEN WRITTEN IN STONE
ALREADY A PLUG IN THE JACK DIALED HOME
SO SICKENLY SINISTER ITS FOUND DEADLY BEAUTIFUL
THE MIND OF TWO SPIRITS CONJOINED ON MUTUAL
ONLY ABSENCE OF THE OTHER KILLS
NOTHING VISIBLE UNTIL IT SPILLS
LAUGHTER BREAKS OUT AND THE COTTON WALLS BURN
SINS SO OUTRAGEOUS GOD'S STOMACH TURNS
DEFYING A BREED LAYED OUT ELITELY
ROLLS OFF THE TONGUE AND LIPS SO SWEETLY
GET IT IN DEEP OR PREY ON MY SOUL
BURIED ALIVE YET SURVIVE AS A WHOLE
NO HALFWAY TEMPTED HESITANT REALIZATIONS
LIKE ANY THE HALF-MINDED GUYS OF THIS NATION
WHAT LEGENDS ARE MADE OF MAKES UP WHAT'S A MAN
CLEARLY A LOT ON THE MIND BY THE GRANDS
OF BATTLES MAKING PAIN UNSTABLE BECOME BEARABLE

CUZ MENTALLY... SPIRITUALLY... I'M STILL HOLDING YOUR HAND.

Monday, August 25, 2014

THE HARD NOTE

DEAR GOD. THO UR CREATION OF THE PLANET EARTH DAMN NEAR DEFINES BIBLICAL, THE HUMAN WORLD IS ALL BULLSHIT AND THERE IS NOTHING BEAUTIFUL ABOUT IT. ITS CLEAR TO EVERYONE, THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN RIGHT AND WRONG, GOOD AND BAD,YET MOST LIVE THEIR LIVES AND ACTIONS LIKE THEY DO NOT CARE ONE BIT AND IT MAKES ME SICK. AT THIS POINT IN TIME IT IS IN FACT EVERYONE JUST LOOK OUT FOR THEIR OWN FUCKING SELF, DON'T REPAY A GREATER POWER NO MATTER WHAT THAT GREATER POWER HAS DONE TO HELP, TAKE ALL ONE CAN AND DO ALL ONE CAN TO TRASH EVERYTHING THE POWER STANDS FOR IN ORDER TO GET AHEAD, AND FOR WHAT. FOR THEIR OWN HUMANLY SUCCESS. THEIR HUMAN BODIES, SQUEEZED FOR FECES AND SEMEN EVERY DAY THEY ARE ALIVE, SO FRAGILE, COULD HAVE LIFE TAKEN BY YOU AT ANY GIVEN TIME AS EASY AS A DISGRUNTLED THOUGHT OF THY NEIGHBOR IN DRAMA. I HATE THE WORD "DRAMA". I HATE THE WORD "HUMAN".  MORE LIKE, "HUMAN SPECIMAN".  IF AN ALIEN WERE TO FLY PAST THE EARTH, IT WOULD SEE THE CITIES NEAR THE COASTS AND STREETS AND WONDER WHAT THIS DIRTY, SQUARE ASS LOOKING FUNGUS IS DOING GROWING ON AND FARTING UP THIS BEAUTIFUL PLANET.

YOU, GOD, ARE THE ONLY ONE THAT KNOWS THIS ANSWER, WHATEVER YOUR INTENTIONS ARE FOR YOUR SINFUL CREATIONS I CAN ONLY RESPECT THAT ONCE I BECOME PURE ENERGY YOU WILL FILL ME IN ON THIS GALACTIC, UNIVERSE OF ALL UNIVERSES OF A SECRET. UNTIL THEN, I REFUSE TO TURN ON THE TELEVISION. I DON'T NEED THE NEWS TO TELL ME HOW THE WORLD IS DOING, I CAN FEEL IT THROUGH YOU, AND BECAUSE OF THIS CONNECTION I FIND MYSELF DISCONNECTED WITH THE SOCIAL SOCIETIES OF MANKIND AND HUMAN BEHAVIOUR. NO ONE LIVING WILL UNDERSTAND AND ITS NOT AT ALL LIKE I EXPECT THEM EVER TO GET IT IN THE LEAST BIT, NOR AM I GOING TO PUT ANY EFFORT INTO TRYING.  

 ARMED ONLY WITH SOUND LIMIT DEFYING INSTRUMENTS OF CORRECTION AND ENHANCEMENT, I AM GOSPELLY GUIDED NATURAL TECHNOLOGY AND A MILITARY MINDED ANCESTRIAL WEAPON OF A HIGHER POWER. THE SKY IS A LOT LOWER IN MY WORLD. MY TITLE IS SENTINEL HURT-STAR SNIPER TRAINED IN THE WAYS OF HIGHER MANIPULATION, MY SKILLS INCLUDE THE INCREDIBLE ABILITY TO HANDLE STRESS AND KEEP CALM IN AN ALIEN OFFENSIVE SITUATION, GO MY WHOLE ADULT LIFE WITHOUT EATING FOOD, BREAK A HUMAN LOVECYCLE INTO MICROSCOPIC PIECES WITH MY BARE HANDS AND IN THE CASE OF AN EMERGENCY I CAN FOCUS A PATH OF SAFETY THRU CELESTIAL ALIEN DANGER USING ONLY MY HEIGHTENED MIND IN ORDER TO GUIDE THE PLANET TO SAFETY. BECAUSE UNCANNILY LARGER THREATS EXIST, MY MOTHER AND HER PARENTS HAVE PROVIDED ME THE TOOLS TO HARNESS SAID ENERGY INTO A BEAM INTIMIDATING ENOUGH TO RIVAL ANY OUTERWORLD PROBLEMATIC THREATENING OBSTACLE THAT MAY DEVELOP IN THE FAR REACHES OF SPACE. NO ONE KNOWS THE DANGERS OUT THERE. NO ONE UNDERSTANDS THAT THERE ARE GREAT FORCES TRYING TO TAKE A BITE OUT OF THE EARTH THOUSANDS OF TIMES PER DAY JUST TO WAKE EVERYONE THE FUCK UP AND SEE THE LAB THEY ARE IN AT ALL TIMES, HAVE BEEN SINCE THE FIRST DAY THEY CAN RECALL BUT NO ONE CAN RECALL THE TRUTH OF THEIR VERY EXISTENCE. 

THE ART OF USING MATHEMATICAL CONCEPTS OF RADIO ATOMIC CAPACITY TO SMASH ENEMY PLANETS INTO ONE ANOTHER IN ORDER TO SOLIDIFY THE HUMAN SPECIMENS ABILITY TO FIGHT THEMSELVES AND EJACULATE EACHOTHER CAN MAKE ONE NOT GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT WHAT IS GOING ON DOWNTOWN MINNEAPOLIS, IF I STOP FOR A SECOND THEY'D ALL FACE A HELL THEIR VERY SPIRITS COMBINED COULDN'T AFFORD TO WITNESS SO FUCK ANY ISSUES THEY MAY THINK THEY HAVE WITH SOFT DRINK SIZES AND THE FEDERAL BANK. I WILL LIVE, AND I AM THE ONLY ONE THIS ALIVE. AMEN.






In every direction dimensionally I'm a mental defective turned bad ass. I not only see into other planes of reality, but I travel through them on a regular basis. I see who people are on all levels before I form any sort of judgement, always positive, and I hold my friends close and don't have enemies 

Dear God, I'm still here on this planet earth. Although I'm offended as shit by this point, I'm doing just as You have led me to do. 

They think the bars downtown get crazy with testosterone induced drunks? Well how about the demented antics of large rocks in space, traveling in packs with such speed that they can't possibly be stopped? 

Satanic cult holy bolt-cutter alien magnet transmitting telekinetic anti-phobia membrane packed memory cell awkward conversation formed awesomeness in the sense sucking soul life from the human specimens cranial and upper middle abdominal activity to hijack spirit energy balled into the core of this very universe only to collide it with the act of possible time lag colossal mind fever, burning human sweat like crude oil electrocuted to form a barrier in the shape of a tunnel aimed dead center down a black hole so the VCR of evolution and science can rewind itself 4th dimension-style, non linear-ly to the people around me but I know fucking better than they do what the course of this life force is headed to. It's because of they're own damn fault they are trapped in this synagogue of unbeknownst pain we are attempting to save them from, yet no one can tell what the true events happening really are. 

Life making breath taker sent up to meet the maker with a message in a whiskey bottle drunk by a drunk little more wept keeping torn shadows blast blasphemy riddle in the demons layer forfeited souls blackened and burned by the tide chemically collided with the sun, the largest star in the solar system but small to what is still out there until another one rips thru dimensions tearing this life we call our home in half, boys will be girls, girls will be boys, parents become their kids kids and the essence of true family is proven to stay strong after such a celestial attack from aliens, angels, another work of government, or simply a young genius mind gone suicidal sitting down to wish death upon the planet so hard from the padded cell when last time all that was granted was hurricane Katrina. It's all over the news. Nukes make me laugh. I will never travel to Norway because my job is here in this room to control space. Any threatening obstacle that comes near has to get passed my barrier stronghold of calculitic beams and trigonometric halos of dark power in order to do any damage whatsoever, and as long as I am alive this will never happen any more than it already does, and only because I fucking  let it. Let the humans think extra terrestrial energy does not exist. Let them piss away time with bullshit social activities and mindless dronatic clusterfucks they call lives. Because their specimen minds are not capable of handling the reality of what's really going on, I am here to protect them. Amen. 






Hurt Note Set lyrics

In every direction dimensionally I'm a mental defective turned bad ass. I not only see into other planes of reality, but I travel through them on a regular basis. I see who people are on all levels before I form any sort of judgement, always positive, and I hold my friends close and don't have enemies 
Dear God, I'm still here on this planet earth. Although I'm offended as shit by this point, I'm doing just as You have led me to do. 
They think the bars downtown get crazy with testosterone induced drunks? Well how about the demented antics of large rocks in space, traveling in packs with such speed that they can't possibly be stopped? 
Satanic cult holy bolt-cutter alien magnet transmitting telekinetic anti-phobia membrane packed memory cell awkward conversation formed awesomeness in the sense sucking soul life from the human specimens cranial and upper middle abdominal activity to hijack spirit energy balled into the core of this very universe only to collide it with the act of possible time lag colossal mind fever, burning human sweat like crude oil electrocuted to form a barrier in the shape of a tunnel aimed dead center down a black hole so the VCR of evolution and science can rewind itself 4th dimension-style, non linear-ly to the people around me but I know fucking better than they do what the course of this life force is headed to. It's because of they're own damn fault they are trapped in this synagogue of unbeknownst pain we are attempting to save them from, yet no one can tell what the true events happening really are. 
Life making breath taker sent up to meet the maker with a message in a whiskey bottle drunk by a drunk little more wept keeping torn shadows blast blasphemy riddle in the demons layer forfeited souls blackened and burned by the tide chemically collided with the sun, the largest star in the solar system but small to what is still out there until another one rips thru dimensions tearing this life we call our home in half, boys will be girls, girls will be boys, parents become their kids kids and the essence of true family is proven to stay strong after such a celestial attack from aliens, angels, another work of government, or simply a young genius mind gone suicidal sitting down to wish death upon the planet so hard from the padded cell when last time all that was granted was hurricane Katrina. It's all over the news. Nukes make me laugh. I will never travel to Norway because my job is here in this room to control space. Any threatening obstacle that comes near has to get passed my barrier stronghold of calculitic beams and trigonometric halos of dark power in order to do any damage whatsoever, and as long as I am alive this will never happen any more than it already does, and only because I fucking let it. Let the humans think extra terrestrial energy does not exist. Let them piss away time with bullshit social activities and mindless dronatic clusterfucks they call lives. Because their specimen minds are not capable of handling the reality of what's really going on, I am here to protect them. Amen. 

Part Three:

It's so difficult to do something completely innovative and original in this day and age.

Dear god. Let every dimension ride out in climactic excellence and foreign abbreviation, give thanks for this thanksgiving I wouldn't be caught dead in the humble-less boozing holes of the land I started high school in 8 million times a fold told folklore spent timeless mind grinding hospital malnutritionistic manipulative man-Hell upon grieve sleezy hand broken grab-ass of time begone absent let alone the anger and frustration fuel land dormant signal to space, dream yet another quest quease out the consequences the sprinkler raining down rotting molten blood taken over by extra holy alien government mind taker earth quakingly shaken pattern path hasn't been around since the invention of these machines 300 years ago deeming earth so small it just another planet that time forgot. The Egyptians didn't look at their situation and slack due to the lack of iPhone, they built the fucking pyramids with their minds most of all. And taking that knowledge of self to the extreme leads me to the current time to make a decision. It's stick around to help let the specimens sip frobscottle or maybe I'll spend the next 392 thousand years walking a rope bridge half a parsec to the hammock that lies dead center of the  barrel of one of the most majestically uncanny weapons the higher power has ever witnessed in the history of time and time infinitely. Hang the flags of the world at half mass before they disintegrate to the ground in toxic vapor for when it fires I will be the first specimen myself to get blasted into such nothing of an oblivion time will not possess the ability to follow the energy now contained in my vessel. Such a firearm would suck power from every civilization semi-universally close by just to fire one time, only used sparingly as to not put salamander baby specimens into life-long after life-long great depressions so poor for so much time it re-writes the only history they remember, making a whole small section of life in existence devastatingly down-tempo to die walking hand in hand with others filling infinite planets with suburban looking cities that never see any sort of sunlight whatsoever, so those born with the gift of mind-strength and mental endurance they get pulled away from their parental units at adolescence to start training in the ways of astronomical biology science know-how even with minimal technology and no pigment at all in any of their skin from the seemingly eternal darkness they spend the rest of their life in a lab, fighting and finding and finding and fighting their way to a solution to a problem they know not of even its existence nor can they fathom the righteous greatness of the solution. 

think its crazy to recall almost any event in ur life; well how about flesh cells mechanically hardening to the point where you remember everything the energy of your atomic makeup does? Blacking out is only acceptable when out of heightened stream of consciousness, not when from lack of sobriety. Stars fall, planets crack, humans fail the test and black holes just plain suck the fucking time constraint out of polar think ways in such a big gap of space that when the being crawls out of it eyes never ever even existed to witness it. Take a load off of a busy prison sentence schedule of the mind and buff those chickens til they bawl ripe with the rooster, for it is this 11th day, they will die by the sword. Amen.



Part Four:

If everyone in existence became famous, all Hell would break loose.


Dear God. Although time continues to happen folded over in layers deep still constrained in human bs riddles taken hand over hand and fist over tiny fist the race continues to slap hate wrecked in fate less behold someone were to come along and kill the cows that hold timeless activity down let alone the drones that keep people from thinking out loud written in the blood stone of a bliss taken hold of conscious feelings grasped hit men make hits in the lab of God... Weak children thinking they're tough ride around in red and blue wagons with contraband of what their interpretation of sinful shit consists of, and when it all boils down to push coming to shove the shovels come out, kids get spanked in the face with reality and if anyone denies this is happening then they get the bull with the horns in one foul shoot ride up the wreck of their soul take down lack pool crapshoot nap taking lap filled with stool specimen like hell craft boat ride when all dogs go to heaven presents painful memories memo'd to douchebags working inthe corporate world imagining life in post production is real but the bios can fucking choke a donkey to its born day decided to go riding on the greenway jogging in conversation I walk my dog ad overhear something so fucking stupid I can't help but bust out laughing making complete awkward somewhat inkling of potential conversation turn awesome inthe sense that the upper middle cranial activity just blasted its way through the mother of black holes mastered less than a flick patterned out go ahead and give me a gimmick or a fuck of a hard time, fuck you, take your passed life atomic lame ass craziness pulled out of a car and beaten to a pulp frictionless fragment imagined by some mono monk locked deep in a Tibetan cave learning levitation activity activated pull porker stuffing insanity out the bridges malfunctioning beautifully point of exhaustion evolved around stupid ass kids having bike wars let alone the kind adults have with bullshit cold wars leading to heat pulled gravitational acceptance land of the forefathers hath grapple down the takes corn rowed into a ball of beams scroll down to the core of every direction combined, heck. Gravity couldn't pull close two infected dry humps of an occasion that lacks circular vains tampered with to make bombs blow a sink up with puke and let out a tiny cry of embarrassment before the last sound ever made gets lost down the shithole of oblivious bliss. Obviously shit can't happen without chugging down energy coming from a ways down the ladder filed heavily storefront crashed in the display case by a white van like a fucking baseball bat, WHAM crack the bloodlines Jesus left as code to follow rallying biblical adventures called bullshit by children wearing fake paper horns yet sharp at the point like terminators butthole, rips can't machanicalize proprietary gratitude sucking cathedor like a straw through blood mud killed a heartbeat lust makes beat with the best feeling the earthly world finds capable of, dream a little dream for the old beast of peace made to stone statute never saluted by anyone capable of making sense of the situation. If beat bumps like jumps table less homeful men living in a cardboard box by the hated ocean full of sea donkeys, then craniums cracked full of semen blister out to compression tactics that make all the bitches swallow the bile liquid whether man, women, child or bathroom living catapistle, nothing is more beautiful than a 10,000 year old being living on a planet alone its whole life with no mirrors finally seeing its fucking face for the first time. Now THATs fucking beauty, 8 millions of grab ass days filled with darkness after the mines go off in the center of the earth's core that demons had gone back in time to plant before earth even existed making able to put in such a place, blow 8 grand on tampons used the fuck out of a parking ramp playing tongue fondle cut out while cast the right eye when looking into a women's eye thinking sinful ass thinker paths full of bad intention even if the weight steams off in the grinder a kiss to the soul lost in darkness awaits...

DOOMER (LIVE)


TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME TIME


KILL TIME MASS BEAT

KILL TIME WEAPON HEAT

MAKE HELL HEAT WRATH

BURN HELL WITH MATH


ESCAPE THE TOWER DOWN WINDING STAIRCASE THE MIND CHASES CLOAKED HOODED GUNMAN CASTING SPELLS FROM THE CEMETERY MAGIC LIES WITHIN FINGERTIPS SORCERER DOOMS PASSED DAYWALKING LEG EATING PATHEDON ROOM CATCHER SPIRIT CRASH HOLY WICKEDING PICKFUL FOUL SPREADING SPEARHEAD OF SAVIOR BLESSED RANDOM AS THE ACT OF THE FORGERY BY WHICH IT STANDS, DIVISE PLANS MAKE WEAPONS USED CONSCIOUSLY IN ORDER TO GET THEM TO THINK THE SAME WAY INTENTIONALLY FORMING TENSION INTERNAL POT-HOLE GAP IN ONE PROCESS CALLED UPON REGULARLY BEATEN DEATH OF THE MIND RAY COOKING BATTLE PLAN LOST DROWN DELIVERED FINDING HAPPINESS IN A LAND NO PHYSICAL BEING DARES TO ENTER, LEAVE THE BODY BEHIND FOR WHERE SPACE BRINGS US THE FEELING OF THE GALAXY OR EVEN GREATER ECSTACY TIMES A THOUSAND TINY LITTLE STITCHES OF FAITH HOLD TOGETHER WHAT IS LEFT OF THE RUINS OUR FALLEN GOD HAS LEFT FOR US TO STAND GUARD UPON



TIME BEAST CLIFF DROP

BRIDGE BREAK BEAST STOP

GRASP HEAT CLOCK MODE

BURN SMOKE MORSE CODE

RUN DOWN TO THE RIVER OF LIGHT AND CAPTURE WHAT CAN BE PUT IN A BACKPACK THEN LOADED INTO A CANNON AND BLASTED TO LIGHT SPEED TO SPACESHIP ON THE OTHER SIDE OF SOMETHING THE MIND CANNOT COMPREHEND NOR GRASP ANY DISTANCE REMOTELY CLOSE TO ITS TRAVEL. LAY LINES JUMP OVER EACH OTHER TWEAKING FREQUENCY ATTACK CODE LITERAL RAY OF UNCANNY POWER AIMED AT THE MOST ARROGANT OF ITS MERCY NOT EVEN KNOWING IT EXISTS TIL TRIGGER PULLS AND PEOPLE FIND THEMSELVES IN A SITUATION OF CONFUSED TORMENT AND AWKWARD MOMENTUM PULLING THIER EARTH INFINITELY SPIRAL PATH STRING THEORUM BREATH CALCULITIS WORLD MAKING NEWS TIL BROKEN LKE A HEART IN ABUSIVE CIRCUMSTANCES, LOOK TO THE SKY AND SEE NOTHING FOR WHAT HAS JUST COME HAS ALREADY HIT LIKE MACHINE KILL POWEROFF FACE DOWN IN THE EGOTISTICAL MINDSET PUNKED TO AN OBLIVIONAL BLACK HOLE WHERE LIGHT CANNOT ESCAPE LET ALONE A REPUTATION, SUNKEN FOREVER INSIDE MAKES HEAVENLY SELF BELIEVE IN EXISTANCE PURE TO THE FORM NATURE RECREATES CELLS MISCRANT HELLACIOUS BEING FROM FLOOR TO CEILING STANDS IN THE CORNER STARING AT YOU LIKE A NIGHT SKY FULL OF STARS  ALL AIMED AT THE EARTH THO WE HAVE A NEGATIVE AMOUNT OF SECONDS TO STOP THEM. 

PULL FROM THE MIND

HATE LOVE STOP TIME

TRAGIC HOLY MESS LAKE

YOUR MINDS AT STAKE

THIS IS NOT THE END OF ANYTHING. THIS IS NOT THE BEGINNING OF ANYTHING THAT HASNT ALREADY HAPPENED, BEEN DONE, OCCURRED, THOUGHT OF AS A WINDING STREET PASS OVER MOUNTAIN OVER RIVER LEADING TO LAKE AT NIGHT BURNING CABIN GETTING SHOCKED BY GODLY ELECTRICITY COMING FROM THE CLOUDLESS SKY IGNITES SPIRIT SOLDIERS SPREAD ENERGY EVENLY THROUGHOUT MULTI-COUNTRY BATTLEFIELD BEAT WEAK IN THE DAY WAR BRINGS TO THE BEST MOOD FIGHT UNTIL THE LAST GENERALS ALIVE HAVE TO SHOOT THEMSELVES TO FULFILL THE GOAL AND SAVE CIVILIAN UPBRINGING BACK HOME LEAVING SCHOOL CHILDREN FATHERLESS AND ANY MAN THAT HAD NOT GONE TO WAR IS BEING LAUGHED AT BY WARRIORS NOW IN THE AFTERLIFE PROTECTING THEIR WIVES WITH DEMENTED GHOST FIGURES PLAYED LIKE PUPPETS SISSY MAN BANKRUPT IN LOVE STORAGE EMPTY DISINTEGRATING SELF ESTEEM AND NO CHANCE FOR REDEMPTION CUZ THE NEXT WAR IS INTENDED FOR WHEN THE LITTLE BOYS GROW UP AND LEARN TO FIGHT 


8 MIL (LIVE)

8 MILLION TIMES PULLED AWAY WHEN ONLY TWICE A FORCE BEEN FOUND, HUSTERING BALMTASTIC FRANTIC PANNED PANIC-CAKE OF OBSURD BULLET FACE PUNCH, TERROR DOLL THOUGHT TO BE REAL BY THOSE WHO CANNOT HELP BUT TO FOLLOW STAY BLISSFUL IN GOLDEN EYES THAT IMPEACH THOUGHTS, THAOUGHTS TO BE TAKEN LIKE WALLETS FROM TEENAGERS DOWNTOWN PASSED OUT IN ALLEYWAYS ON ECSTACY, THOUGHTS TORTURED LIKE HELL IN HTE WELL, STARS PULLING FROM THE UNIVERSE POWERTRIPPING SOLAR SYSTEMS INFINITLEY SMALLER CALL UPON REMOTE LAYERS FRANKENSTEINED THROUGH ALLEYWAYS OF THE BLACK HOLE, CREATED MISINCEPTIONALLY AGAINST PARALLEL UNIFORM FLOWS TUCKED SO DEEP INTO NOTHING AND NOTHING AT ALL, CANNOT BE FORGED WITH ANY SORT OF BRILLIANT MINDSCAPE YET AUDITORILLLY THINGS LURK IN HTE DISTANCE FRAIL BEING CONCEAVING PERCEPTION MIND TEARING DOWN WEAPON AGAINST SOCIETY GONE, IT HAPPENED, IT IS HAPPENING, WICKED TORN LOOM ON DOOMSDAY BLESS-ED WRECKED MALFUNTION OF TIME LOOMS BOOMING UP BORN DAY TRICKLING PASSED EXPERIENCES CAN WAIT FOR A SECOND IN LAPSE OF THE ATOM GETS HOT HEAT HEAVED HEAVEN HATH PRESENCE BE GONE, A MINUTE PASSED SO LONG AGO IT ÇÅN'T POSSIBLY BE REMEMBERED LAYING BUSY GRASS ON STREETS OF PASSION BUSY GROWING LAST ARTILLERISTIC BATTLE CASTLE STANDING UPON THE MINES BENATH THE GROUND LIKE POTENTIAL PORTAL PATHWAYS CONSISTING OF SOUND BARRIER BLOCKING GOVERNOR SHOVELING MOTHERSHIPS SANDSTORMS OF GRAVEL BREAK WINDOWS FASTER THAN ONE CAN ENCOUNTER YET THINK ESCAPE OPTIONS CONTROL COMMANDING REPRIMAND, THE FALLEN PIECE FELL DOWN IN HOLY WAYS, EVER A STORY TO LOCK UP AND NOT TELL, TO NOT KILL, TO BE WELL, BUT THEN TO GO SELL SHORT LIVED EXPERIENCE  MACK BUSTED WEATHER HATING SHADOWS BETWEEN BEAMS OF LIGHT PUTTING DOWN KILLFIRE FROM SPACE TO GROUND, FROM BOX TO CLOWN FREAKISH HAIL THE NIGHT THE CHILDREN WERE ABDUCTED BY SAVIORS PASSING OUT RELIGIOUS BIBLICAL TORTURE CANDY HOLLOW TRUTH PERISHABLE CO-CONSTRUC†IVE THERAPY MOOD SWINGS DOWN LIKE A GUILLOTINE ON SUCH A NICE DAY TO EVERYTONE ELSE BUT TO THIS THIS PISSES TIED WISHES CLICKED TINKER DOWN THE TOILET LIKE EVERYONE ELSE'S DREAMS NON EXISTANT TO HEIGHTEN MIND SKY SOBRIETY CONQUEST SAID BEAMS, LAUGHTER AND LAUGHTER AND LAUGHTER AND PAIN, HOLOCAULISTIC CHRISTMAS STORY TELLING ANGST OF THE SEASON SESSIONED ONE MOMENT TO THE OCCASION, DUMBED DOWN ON PERSUASIVE ACT TAZED IN THE BRAIN BY THE LEPER PRINCE BANNED FROM HOLY WATER TIL CAN KICKING KING ROTS FIRST. 


SO SAID TO THE KING IN HIS SHIVERLESS WAYS, BLASS RIDING HIGH AGAINST GOD LIKE EXPANDING BLASHPENOUSLY BACKWARD CAPPED RAPTURE NESTS BLESSED IN POTHOLES DIG DEEP FORM IT OUT CREEP-LIKE PATTERN HAPPEN TORN LADDER OF JACOB SACRED EXTRA TERRESTRIIAL LAKE BENEATH HUNDREDS OF THUNDER RUNNING LEAKS BREAK THE CAPTAIN CAPPING TAN LAPPPING DAMNED HERDS CATTLING BAD LIKE BREAKING BANJOS CALL PSYCHO POP AND PILL CONSUMING MONSTER HEIGHT OF MAGIC CONTESTANT FANTASIZING BALLISTIC STAT RENEWED GOVERNMNET WAR PILE PIECES THAT PICTURE PEACE NEVER AGAIN DULL NODE-ING CRANIUM TEMPER FRAIL WITTS OF A ROCK, MOUTH OF A CHICKEN PIECE OF SHICKERING SHACLE TIL TACKLED BY EX HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL PLAYER POLICE OFFICER HUMAN BEINGS RELIVING HIGH SCHOOL ADOLESCENT ADRENALINE RUSH MOMENTS OF COWARDLY BRAVERY TICKING TIME BOMB TO EXPLODE WOULD JUST BE THE BEGINNING BEGUN LAST CRAVING DANCE STARVING LUNATIC, TELL THE POLICE TO PUT THEIR F'ING PIDDY ARSE GUNS AWAY, IM A HUMAN BEING TOO, BLOOD PUMPING HEART SOARING DREAM CHASING WEAPON OF CRIMINAL DAMAGE TO THE VERY WELL BEING OF  YOUR PERSONAL BELINGINGS IF YOU DONT LET ME WALK ON BY, ITS A NICE DAY EVEN THO ITS RAINING BUCKETS, OH WAIT, YOU SEE THAT THING IN THE SKY AIMED STRAIGHT AT YOUR HEAD? ITS PASSED WORSE LAST DIRT TRANS FERTILE CASTER PER MILE HUNTING FOR WEAKER LIFE AND SUCCEEDING AT SUCKNG BUT NO WORRIES CUZ I JUST BLASTED IT INTO NON-EXISTANCE WITH WORDS