Monday 17 December 2012

Paste

Designs flawed with nothing but acceptance Of what a mistake can really be Possibly incoherent There’s no real point in proving your right When religion dictates everything you could see as wrong It’s possible you may sleep tonight But where belief lie’s is where you will awaken

Thursday 25 October 2012

Money

Spend money Think about money Use money Have no money Borrowed money Need money Warmth is costly Money costed my life Gravity second best Abit harder to survive The motivation at least To escape costs money A number is going to dictate your life It's abit sad Then what isn't?

Thursday 11 October 2012

Wednesday 10 October 2012

Nytol

A few words. Dont buy nytol sleeping pills if you want to commit suicide. I've eaten about 12 boxes in the last 4 days and nothing. I really should ask for my money back.

Monday 10 September 2012

Monday 30 July 2012

“It struck him that the truly characteristic thing about modern life was not its cruelty and insecurity, but simply its bareness, its dinginess, its listlessness. Life, if you looked about you, bore no resemblance not only to the lies that streamed out of the telescreen, but even to the ideals that the Party was trying to achieve. The ideal set up by the Party was something huge, terrible, and glittering—a world of steel and concrete, of monstrous machines and terrifying weapons—a nation of warriors and fanatics marching forward in perfect unity, all thinking the same thoughts and shouting the same slogans…” 1984.  still dont know what to make of it.

Wednesday 11 July 2012

11.07


Aspirations to be free from all materialistic restraints. I want to sell my money  to the highest bidder. I want to be able to travel not in poverty but in life. There’s nothing nobody needs which isn’t already free, but even that stretches only to gain from egos. Peace and love can no longer exist in Brittan. The streets are swarmed with the snakes. I have the guilty conscious that of being human. We have destroyed each other and all life with it. There never was love between ourselves, just our flawed ambitions.    

Thursday 5 July 2012

<.03

Terrible days ,
endless nights,
no missed alerts
"I Don't know why I'm even alive"
half- hearted promises.
Cheap cold glances.
Lies.
Lies.
Lies.
Feeling nothing at all ,
Its an empty life.
Its an empty life indeed,
but I can't remember it any other way

Wednesday 27 June 2012

pt26.6


That’s the problem now. There is no purpose to the one way journey. We make up story’s to ourselves, to justify our actions. We are all right, we are all wrong.  What we did meant nothing. Only the stars looked like they would stay the same.  Evolution.  Just another way of dressing up our degradation. Lonely hearts expected to feel complete. Will you meet the eight people who will influence your life? Realistically why should eight people dictate your own existence for who you are. Could we exist just by ourselves? No human influence or control. No trace of another life. Could we cope with the purest of starts?    

Wednesday 13 June 2012

Drive


I drove to work today along the same road; I know the familiar curves in the road. I see the same people I see each day, the same cars, the same nurses walking to the hospital, the same children going to school, each with an all too familiar sad look. Today a woman was reaching out to touch the leaves of the nearby hedge smiling. Maybe she was happy touching beauty,

Friday 25 May 2012

Cut a table in half
Put it back together
Make a whole
Jump through it to freedom
If only
Instead I will be a product of genocide
I could be worse if I had to live with the guilt

Thursday 24 May 2012

1.c

Its not cheep to slap an elephant
Even if there no way through
Just open the door
and climb through the window.

Thursday 17 May 2012

.7


After sitting in a room, with a younger generation, while they preceded to be away from mummy and daddy for the first time, have discovered drink, drugs and the freedom to abuse their dignity. How do I start? People thieving off their own friends, I don’t just mean the Drink and the Drugs but items of worth, such as Laptops and phones. SCUM. People off their head on their own egos that they have taken plant feeder. Are you a plant? Fucking hell no. Some girls screeching let me pick a song you don’t understand I’m off my head on Meow Meow, I do understand, I understand your a spoilt brat who thinks they’re the dogs because they can put something into her mount and swallow. Congratulations, you leant how to consume something. She asks me, "what are you?, Like a chav or a punker, Goth or emo?" I guess I would have to sit down with someone and ask what makes someone someone?

Tuesday 15 May 2012

35

It was dictated that you must sit there
                                                         Enlightened
So good you can see him too
Smiling, its gone
                                           Moments disperse

Forever
You can’t stop this second
 Even for a minute
                         
           Slow   Breathing
Of rotten cat food
                           Stand by the stove
Combust
Combust
Combust
                           I feel warmer
Climb the stairway
It won’t upset absent expectations
 We all love your grave
 It’s pretty. 

Tuesday 8 May 2012

Fire

Can you burn water?
Can you burn the sky?
I'll burn every bridge
I'll burn up my life
Only in the ashes can beauty be found
Ashes will create diamonds
Burn life for the riches
It can only make us poor

Tuesday 1 May 2012

Science

Has anyone ever noticed how eager we are in the world to find an explanation for everything, how hot the sun is, how tall the waves are, how the ant holds it own against the rest of the world. I'm finding with each of these scientific discovery’s, a part of me fades. Has anyone ever thought it steals beauty away from how you perceive life? It's nice to gander at the wonders in this world and have no idea what’s so ever how it works. I don’t need to know why the sea is cold, why it takes 24 hours for the world to turn or why the seasons change. Wasn’t our own quest for knowledge what caused the creation of the atomic bomb? I know that’s an extreme example and is quite out of context. I'd much rather not know why things happen. I'd much rather fall in love, and be at awe to the mystery’s, than a Scientist explaining a chemical equation to me.

Mystery inspires beauty, let’s stop finding out why, and just enjoy the ride.