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