Random Awesomeness

how can a bodyhealwhen the stabbing never stops does it help to pretendit’s not happening do we refrainfrom saying his name will shuffling realitydisappear the crime he was never hereand this is not the first timehe was never hereand this is not the first time but so whatwhere’s the gameif we’re all stabbedall the same [...]

so faint at firstshadows upon the greyas the darkest light will become what may dialing back the definitioni begin to sense the glowfire colors from beyondblood yellow but my filters always fade to whitereturning resolutionand privilege-addled thought pollutionentertains the real clear as pond waterthese sharp probing pointsdo sparkle and burnwhen will i learn perhaps tomorrow [...]

something is happeningand i have given uptrying tomorrowwas goneseems like ages ago this nowthis segmentstill doesn’t follow the sequenceis brokendown towhatever antecedent nihilism couldn’tcarelesswhat happens next happens Peace/Awareness/Mobility Oo(o_O)y-~

as we failthe golden testcommentarybecomes the rest like that pledge of alienation i learned from a college roommatewho himself picked it up while co-editing an independent periodical on the haight-ashbury “i pledge alienationto the ragof the united states of amerikaand to the repugnancefor which it standsone nationunder guardreprehensiblewith libertarianismand justification for all” and just few [...]

i livefor the morningno matter how it comes for thiseach another dayperhaps to break at allfeels laudable and everyanother sunby default the finest onehowever eclipsed by the grey i greet this new dawnanyway… m(~_<)m

what ifeveryone is lyingand timecomes to an end that paranoidis the voidwith nothingto defend what if all peoplefeel like cryingand each morningpray for rain but for the truthexploited youthas distractionrots the brain what if heaven liveswhat if god who givesfrom the in betweenlove and desperation that to tell the selfto breathe in transformation Peace/Love/Imagination m(o_O)m

ITwoke upand remembered the last haiku that momentback when integrity ruledor so it seemed for if IT no longer didrememberwhat would be the point IT’s memory doesn’t servethe soul foodwas never on the menu and thusIT failsto discern the heuristic waycan not be replicatedwhen there is no self Peace/Love/Understanding \(^0^)/

how am i supposed to feeljust where can my mind gowith nothing i can trusti don’t already know when everything is fakeor so real nobody careswhat violencemight otherwise hidebeautyshall rearrange the chairs it’s mostly uninterestingbut good enough eh…novel perhapsbut far from worthy and in this…i’m expected to findmy way yay while somehowthe repository of all [...]

unlike the onejust deleted Peace Oo(~_-)y-~ oh and…i find it slightly amusing (but only slightly)when the theydo somethingthey think is cleverand thus makes them cool like laura ingraham misappropriatingfrank zapa so sad m(___)m

between the nightand this sorrowmy shameuntil the morrow invading dreamsthat never werecreatingonly fear and reoccur between the nightlies a promiseof lost lament now only hopemight sustainsuch intent to seebetween the night Peace/Love m(~_~)m