"The Lamb"

If you Are with material that can be either higly offensive you must read "The Lamb" by Critopher Moore it is a hysterical satire about christ childhood PAl Biff who is basically the ass of the village incompetent idiot it is a great novel but if you get offended easily dont pick this book up

E?

WHat is emotion?
Is it just a chemical reaction?
Or is it an inate feeling?
If it is just chemical reaction how can I
Have the same emotions as you
And you as I...
But if it is an inate feeling .
APART of our nature how are
WE
expected to control them?
We think we control them but they control us
We think they are a feeling but they are more they are us

the realest poem you will ever read

If I never lived...so common a thought that peirces everyone's mind with fierceness, even the most fearless"what if I was never born, and my friends were never scorn, what if i died now, then i wouldnt be restless"But in the confines of my mind, the sewers stretch so much deeper then a reckless thought therefore, I contemplated and once over premeditated this scenario that's more generic than store bought If i was never conceived, my parents would never have to grieve at the thought of a lost child but then they wouldnt have had the pride, that they could never hide when i graduated and they went wild and what if my sis didnt have me around to, always have my parents compare to, when i "seem" to be doing greatbut then who would be there, when the woman of hidden emotions DID share, in those deep talks we'd have really late if my bros didnt have me on their back, telling them how they "should" act, instead of letting them make there own decisions but who would give then that unconditional love, seeing them as pure as doves, even when our faults cause devastating colissions and to all my general friends, what if are friendship never began, then i wouldnt leave you misunderstood yet again, how could i pretend that there are too many other people willing to listen to their issues like i wouldve done more time for those special ladies, i never quite cherished like a perfect daisy, and could have done way better than me i still dont think its fair to even begin to compare the love with them i shared, that some women never get to see what about to this world that I roam, to many im unknown, what a waist of flesh and bone if i've done nothing to make it better I can honestly say, that through each and every day, I leave the world with a knowledge to blanket the coldness of ignorance, like a warm sweater so it only seems fair, even if u disagree (if u dare), that my presence has definately shown relevence, at least in my mind but the only thing that keeps me from this alternate reality, is the tick -tick -tick of time...~what would happen if u were gone?~

Hypocritical Mind Control response to AMERICAN STATE OF MIND

Why limit the limitless?
Why so rigid?
So much beauty and tallent
Must it be limited and violent?
Do you really not see what is going on?
Life you're trying to control
Giving it a name and a goal
Love is no more
Personal interest
Lost in search of material wealth
To compensate for the lack of mental health
When was the last time you looked with in yourselves?
Don't you know you are that which is limitless?
To see truth is the only success
But blinded by concepts
Trying to make a meaning out of the meaningless
Separated youselves in to leaders and followers
All suffers regardless
Pointless chitchats
Old modified acts
pumpin out the same vibes
Hypocrite after hypocrite
Line up to read from the same script
Familiar sounds
Round after round
Cleverly designed
To capture every mind
will you ever escape from this permanent headache?
From this lifeless garbage
A fearful message
all from the same page
Of an old age.

city lights

under the city lights i was given life
under the city lights the world comes to life
under the city lights lives come to death
under the city lights the real people come out
under the city lights all that is hidden in the light of day is spotlighted
under the city lights the city grows

Thanksgiving better known as BATTLE ROYAL

late yes I KNOW...so dont tell me... thanksgiving is not usually the happiest time of year due to the fACT EVERYONE COMES TOGETHER not to be thankful and have peace but to bicker and drink and argue TIL ONLY ONE IS VCTORIOUS..hence this blog being titled battle royal.. my moter and grandother for instance in the room toghter for 5 min and................BOOOOOOM. some stupid arguement about how she doesnt want to be here all night and drive in the dark ( weird seeing how she didnt have to drive due to the fact I picked her up ) but thats not the point ...now my mother is compeled in a sense to reply back with an even sharper comment which ultimately underminds me being thankful and always dreading 'THANKSGIVING'" HENCE WHY FROM NOW ON IT SHALL BE KNOWN AS BATTLE ROYAL

The Mind

The mind freely travels
No Cage
Just open fields of Imagination
No Restrictions
the world is purely open to anything that keeps the status quo
but the mind travels
travels to the four corners of my subconcious
to understand Concepts forgotten by time
And AWAKENED by my newfound knowledge my imagination compounds
The mind
Which TRANCENDS ALL BARRIERS
IS The Most powerful tool of ALL
ALL IDEAS
AND VALUES
What do I conclude, after this short lived trip?
CONCEPTS ARE MERE OPINIONS
AND LIES ARE ABSOLOUTE TRUTHS IN A TWISTED MIND