Cheers to anyone reading this !


Love of depressionNothing to cling on to, No power to make change, No will to make it better, Or quit it overall...Love of depression
Overwhelming sadness, Irritability extreme, Give prozac to the populace,
Under the skies of gray.
Masochistic lust For unhappy sensations, Consuming their lives, With unimportant waste, This vain turmoil today, Irrelevant tomorrow.
No sense of humor, Nor cynic resistance, Living for the daily trash, Will make you all containers..
Love of gloom, love of depression, Give prozac to the prozac nation !


The collapse of things withoutI walked the path of light,The collapse of things without
And still it hurts, Scars remain as proof Of the struggle within.
Looking up, toward the sun, I hoped in endless naivety That if the sky is painted blue, No clouds lurk about !
And that soon enough, My spirit will be high, As one with higher existence, The ultimate dreams were to come true !
The colors soon faded, All movement has seized, The sun has collapsed, The stars have exploded.
Fists are hurting, turning red, From violent blows against the wall, Vocal cords strained to the


Red carpet cultSuperficial, attention whores, Shiny accesories to cover their shells, All hollow and empty, there's nothing inside, No purpose, no talent, no soul, No past and no future- just for today, Like sand in the palm of my hand.Red carpet cult
Crazed, hypnotized sheep, Deliriously screaming for the red carpet cult, While clones march in line, stepping with pride, Endlessly feeding the herd from outside...
Fake smiles, empty words, False humanitarian lessons, Today they are gods, tomorrow replaced, No past and no future- just for today, Like sand in the palm of my hand


Eight of cupsAll the feelings invested, All the sweat on my forehead, Irrelevant as the outcome unfolds.Eight of cups
And the hopes that were shared, And the efforts sustained, Cast aside as we walk away.
No more pretending, no more false games, No more empty phantasms of hope. What appears to be with us, simply is not, No amount of dreaming can change that.
Forward I walk, leave all behind, No more marches through desolate plains, I go on my way in search of new lands, And leave all I constructed to crumble to dust.


People ZooPeople ZooPeople Zoo
The loudest scream comes from an animal The sound of their cry If only to excuse their pathetic little lies
You can see it on their faces The twitch of their insanity
As they lay in the cage Few are in the pack Their voices above all the others Trying to describe what is Us and what is Them If you should visit Dont raise your voice
For they can smell fear
And you just might be their next victim Welcome to the people zoo


PassionPassionPassion
The zeal of a kiss or the sharpness on the end of the spear the fury behind the coldest attack. Passion is deprived of all tangible thought guided by the hand of your wildest emotions to drive some of the most barbarous dreams. It turns coal to diamonds and mountains into the finest grain of sand. It will make your soar high above the clouds of pain or fall into the deepest sea of love and illusion. Yet be alert for it could drive you into the darkest cave or convict you of the most violent crime. Passion comes is from the touch of the spirit the tail of a friendly dog swishing so briskly, so care free the touch of softne
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Animals please keep your humans on a leash....
"One Radical Poet With a Social Collar"
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Animals please keep your humans on a leash....
"One Radical Poet With a Social Collar"
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Nothing is true ! Everything is permitted !
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'Lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn
That is not dead, which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons, even death may die.
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Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law,
Love is the law, love under will.
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"pancakes.... they're like... the essence of life... even though I'm not that crazy about the taste..."
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There's no problem a few frag grenades can't fix.
"Art is the proper task of life"--Nietzsche
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MOVED -> *ScorpionFan
never expected to get such a fast welcome.
i'm new here, so it will take some time till i can fully figure out how things work around here...
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Nothing is true ! Everything is permitted !
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'Lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn
That is not dead, which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons, even death may die.
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MOVED -> *ScorpionFan
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