I like forgetting the things I write, being a stranger to my own thoughts. Venturing into uncharted land where my own words are my only guides. Like watching the world through someone else's eyes, I get a glimpse into my past, the moments I so eagerly desired to preserve. Its wonderful to know what a moment did to you, how powerful the emotions were to the point that a side of you surfaced and saw the light, a part of you so intimate and unknown but at that moment it saw the light. Maybe at that moment, you were truly free.

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Vampire Weekend


Animal instincts kick in

Preying in the night begins

No beat to a drum dwelling within

Only raging needs, wild in sin

The need to feed tonight


Endangered kind making a change

Consuming handfuls with no shame

These teeth and claws have no range

The need to feed tonight


Glowing eyes see the coming dawn

Once a lively town vanished, gone

The need to feed tonight


Hidden until the moment is right

The need to feed tonight


Fun/Free time

Sometimes people wonder why

Madness is a bad thing

It could be why we talk to each other

Like we all are crazy but that's how we connect

Easy as that we are all crazy, thats how this world is formed


Author's Notes/Comments: 

being not normal is sometimes a good thing. Some people can find people that are like them, but most of the time we think they are crazy. they are but thats what makes them different.

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Random me?

In the world that we live in something is wrong but no one can see it, people need to wake up to the world that we live in. Maybe smoke a mountain of pot, that's what I done, now I have a brain that's rotten away from weed and cocaine. That shit made my bad feelings go away, of course I'm going to do a gram a day. Whiskey drinking, shot after shot, drinking the whole bottle on my own. Coz at home that's where I dint want to be, if I was, no one would even take notice of me. 

Don't think the same no more, who do I blame, maybe the fame of being a dealer made me change lanes in life. Dealing drugs and involved in crime by the age of 16, skipped college and learnt some street knowledge instead. This went on, till I was 26 with no money, in debt no where to live. Left with a life to try to fix, help from my family was no where to be seen. 


See my life heading towards the drain, trying to go the other direction but just can't, getting sucked in to dealing again. Trying to fight it but still getting betrayed, by these so called family and friends, there's no one to trust no more. Thinking this is some kind of game, wot can I say, lets fucking play, I have all day, nothing to do but go insane, with that craziness I live day to day. 

Going to bed wishing that life would get a bit easier and maybe I would start receiving. Waking up with that feeling like nothing has changed, just feel like to grab the gun and bang, at least if I did! I would know for sure, that the problem In my life has been solved. 


I have gave up simply because I don't understand? Not life it self but the people around. confused themselves, acting blind and dumb. Distractions that are put in front of them are the main cause. Always thinking about themselves and gossiping about others life's, they like help but don't like to give it. Earning money just to spend it on shit they don't need, following a trend no matter the cost, all you guys have been brain washed.


Government that's who's to blame, putting fear into your brain. Controlling our life from day to day, using media to enslave. A population that once had the rage! They would fight for the things they believed in. Now everyone just acts strange, guess no one in this world is that brave to use there brain. Lets get controlled, by a government we don't even know or trust, now that's insane. You can put the blame on me if you must, just because I see, the truth is hidden in the past. Look far back and you will see, find the hidden leaders of time that will be your key. Opening you eyes is what you really need, for you to be happy and be able to succeed.


You must use your brain by your own, stop getting controlled by all that's going on in the world. Have you own imagination flow, you will think differently by your own! Until you realise everything is a lie. That is when you will undress from that disguise, then only can we see the truth behind them eyes.


Everyday drinking and smoking weed as come regular for me, trying to kill these memories, before they hurt me, before they take me down to my knees, oh god help me please, show me the way to be happy, if not just bury me now. Never have I had to say this, but i need to be free, live my life the way it's meant to be, do what I want to do without someone judging me, see wot I want to see, not stuck here in this life on repeat.


Feeling stressed just because of the money earning, just so I can get something to eat, minimum wage wot the fuck is this? Slavery, it still much exists. Just in the way we can not see... Dont even know where Im going with this, think I just had to release these words In the back of me head. Maybe it's because I'm bored or dead?

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Comment pls and rate if u understand.

**** dont come

i saw you every moment of the day,

i keep awake just to listen to you,

i lie on where you have lay,

you was  inspired by everything i did ,


a second that pases feels like an hour ,

all that love that you stole,

left me stranded in a hole ,

if you think i will let you come back crawling in and out my heart,

revenge will be seeking if i let you back

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i was sad so i wrote a random poem,when i was 10 

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body locked,

shotgun cocked,

my mind is on overload as the clock tick tocks,

as my body rocks,

hardened, im laying in a corner,

cooped up im alone, afraid

and nothing seems to go my way,

and I'm stuck broken blocked...

tick tock tick tock

bleeding out my seconds,

bleeding out my memory and all i want is seconds,

he reckons i'm loosing the plot,

just fuck it write down all you got,

im in a hurricane of waivers

no names

no mistakes

no you

no me

no I or it

I want to fucking get over this shit

which bit?

until the truth starts coming out

as I spout

words of needless rhymes

in time to no verse

you've heard with mine

take my time

line after line

2 years is long when you stuck in time

Im broken

and soaking in

a comatose conumdrum

no one succumbs them

I overwhelm their slumber

as thunder eeks out of forever growing fear

tearing it all up and disgarding the cheer

as i leer so close to a vacant edge

I'm loosing myself

am I already dead

In my head the colors they swoon my thoughts

ambled in displacement

my care is gone

my flair is gone

I suffer on a page

this what my talent generates

a last line

of behind time

breaking a wall which aiant so fine

Im breaking mind

breaking will

I've tortured motivation

as I let it see failure

just so I could mail, whore

don't know what this fucking image is for

I sufficate in corruption

of mine taking

talking too fast

I've lost a line

and memory can't serve a damn fuckin thing

just a suffication of want

was to be

and remembering

of lost time

red rings of fortune are too lost to find

and in my mind

there's just mixed words

just pout it all out

no matter how absurd

can they see the pain in the words

as I tear them out of mind's warp

and straggler's are cauight

they deficate

loosing the managable control

too late

I'm sinking in rhyme

dousing it in flame

I'm sick of being called my old fucking name

begin to retain

engage on first wave

I just got to think before degenerates....

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unchained thoughts

  I'm dodging phantoms in the waking world,


  In dreams they seem more real, imbued with vital substance & consequence.



  If I turn my head top fast my vision lags to catch up,

  and everything slides back into dizzy focus - my eyes find your eyes,

  and I sense an understanding.



   I've walked with rubber legs on a paper sheet,

  I've felt my jaw bone broken,


  I've breathed in cringing tears,

  and someone once told me I was nothing.



   If you turn your dog-face grin up at me, I'll pull your choke-chain tighter


   If you puff out your chest, I'll burn the air around you


   If you catch my twisting hands I'll chew them off



   If you deny me I will sacrifice myself to the gods of violence to destroy you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

wrote this at work, dont' remember why

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Lingerer of Edifice Rock

So spake the Lingerer of Edifice Rock:
"I will inhabit and withdraw light from the cur."
Sent descending upon his mineral palace
were bioluminescent crones imbued
with the will and capability to suffer,
and in turn, expel suffering to others
through pulsing, convulsing strobes.
Frightened and excited by their swell,
they felled themselves to favor on
the Lingerer's behalf, dropping to
his jawline like fireflies drawn
by an abominable source.
Imbibing, he declared nothing
and napped away in dim, fluttering twilight
cast by his open mouth in mid-snore;
his breath smelled faintly of sand.

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Tangent #6395


Tangent #6395

“You've labeled me insane, though I am the one who uses his brain.”

Dumbasses and I am surrounded by them. Everywhere I look, like a zombie plague. They speak yet say nothing, walk and go no where. How else would they accept their slavery so openly?
We are living in insane times. An epic tragedy of a dream we so willingly trashed because we grew lazy and ignorant. Huddled in a corner with your scraps, listening and believing what they tell you. As long as you do not have to think right? As long as you are distracted by meaningless entertainment that helps keep you lulled into that sedative trance, that false belief that you are actually free. I often see a vary real similarity between a Zoo and the human race as a whole.
You could be robbed blind, catch the thief red handed and still convince yourself otherwise. If it's not front page news it does not become worthy of your time. Going about your lives hopped up on legal speed, often walking over those you love or care about just to climb that ladder of success. God help those who stand in their way, an ego who has devoured their vary soul. It has become human nature, to reach the top at any means necessary right? When I look out across the ocean of the ignorant masses, the ones who at a whole manifest this reality we live in. All the bigots, and assholes of society who unknowingly projects this nasty corrupt vibration across open space. I see a sickness so grotesque that is the cancer of man and their arrogance could only be described as “insane” and yet I am the one who is labeled crazy. I want to believe there is still hope for us. That out of this storm heroes will rise up, then I find myself questioning if it is even worth saving anymore. Have we the self proclaimed smartest creatures in the galaxy manged to screw things up so bad we cannot fix it?

That old Stone;

Walking down the creek bed, I came across an old stone.
Reaching down I picked it up and wondered what it has known.
Has it seen tragedy? Has it seen creation?
Does it even know the beauty to behold the setting of the sun?
That old stone, oh the secrets it has known.

Time has a way of reminding us of our failures,
the mistakes and regrets that scar for our troubles.
To live in the moment, to forget for a moment
that this old stone is simply a rock. What if it could talk
what would it say? To have known every day?

I take that old stone and skip it across the water,
and once again my mind begins to wonder.
If for only a moment in time,
moving forward leaving it all behind.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I know I retired my "Tangents" a while back ago, however this one has been brewing up for awhile now. So I've decided to dust off the folder and create one more! I know I could have put it under my "Discourse" (the bastard child of my Tangents) however as choppy and raw as this piece is, it deserves to be a Tangent for it hits home on a few subjects that have been bothering me a lot..... Hope you enjoy and as always love to hear feedback!!

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