eternity caught in fractions
impermanence rules ever last

words explain nothing
only crimes need to be organized

kindness for ego or gold
can't not even be honestly evil

one can not be truly honest with the knowledge of what is honesty
one can not be truly good and kind with the polarized definitions

if one born evil and dishonest
be what you will and be true to yourself

never hold on to what you're not and claim a false prophesy

act a persona
never live a persona

pretending identifies and faking persona is worse than without knowing yourself

all real are fake ..
we're all pretending in this realm...

it's just what happened
no good nor bad ,, evil or kindness ..

it's just what happened ...
how can one be really honest when there is a reward for being "good" ?
how can one be honestly bad when there might be punishments ?

know thyself and have courage

miss my long gone past
miss what I've missed ...

pain has grown to my only power
addicted to chaos


silent echo in the sea of darkness ..

bleak with thousands colors tempting da souls once more

my solo aching,, pain progresses

in the north where darkness sang ..

help the sinner join the game of pain

pleasure is mine my lord

free da freed slaves

programing minds with educations ...
bribing souls with religions ...
pimping egos with possessions, prides, pleasures ..
fine-tuning this biological computers with medicines ..
recycling slaves through reincarnations ..
repossessions of one's consciousnesses ,, we want you in after life as well

find your own path, don't believe anything anyone without your own research
well don't believe this as well
what is your own research ? what you collect in this stream of collective consciousness by words
words,languages is a loop , limiting possibilities, a trap, a device
it makes your mind a fucking prison

believe the disbelief or be lie to



buy the ticket , take da ride ...
don't pimp it ..

from womb to tomb
go along to get alone
wearing Columbia necktie play Russian roulette in Chinese democracy

Trade up the World with the World Trade center
What The hell are we trading ?

fear only fear itself
only impossibility is impossible
only unchanged is the states of ever changing
non-existence exists
universes stop where consciousnesses rest

programmers ... programing the PC or programing the people ?
AI creating AI ..
Clones making Clones ..
salves turn masters ..
in endless patterns with unlimited limited potentials

bruning bridges ..

the more profits few make, the poorer everybody gets
the more people there are, the lonelier this realm gets
the more communication means there are, the more isolated we get
the more religious institutes we have, the less tolerance and more hateful people becomes
the more hospital we built, the more patients there will be
the more government we have, the less freedom and tolerance there will be
the more medias we have,, the more fights, egos ,separations we'll have
less caring, love and individualisms there will be

when you have everything you thought of on your hand, there will be nothing to embrace

all ~ 911

selfish i ..
intelligences, individualism, interpretations, inspirations
divine el
elation, electricity, eloquent, elsewhere

de-fine ~ less fine
de-struct ~less structure
de-sire ~ less man(sir) like
die~ de-I

Limitation Sex Death(LSD) merely function as social control
True ask r u eT ?

selflessness is selfish with implication of reaching greatness
true selfishness guides real journey of self-disclosure, self-discovery
while it might be a bit disappointed and dissatisfied
just remember to diss Disney always

focus on 100% 5 senses, puppet politics, pseudo spiritualisms, falsehood of egos, reincarnations of traumas
acknowledgments of any firm beliefs or faiths become blockages to limitlessness

lawless men manipulate laws win all the time
Post Of Wars comes POW er
warnings about war and 9(i)
Guns= Sun+G

life is substances-induced experience on slow motion
death becomes the greatest orgasms, big-bangs, genesis
reincarnations is the worst cast of OCD, slaves recycles
thoughts are quarantines to consciousness

evil live
else be



E=MC2
Energy = Money(manipulation) Control Constitution


only thing have to fear is the emotion of fear..
only surrender to the illusions of powerlessness ...

trigger-response biological computer in this de- fined matrix(s) ..
advanced primal urges and psyche war fares
endless limited potentials and opportunities

justify the regrets ,, glorify the egos
control freedoms and release the beasts
sleepwalkers roaming free on the face of this planet
nature is just a catch-phrase, imagination in reality
detached and released freed ranged salves
and taking their fruits

unreal reality ,only pain reminds you of somewhat something
this upside down reality is in reverse

heaven and hell
life is death is life

allow and embrace the fortune of misfortune again

slaves of religions
slaves of sex
slaves of money, ego, persona

slaves of systems of repression
slaves of your own soul ..mind.. point of views
under spell of languages ...

we're all slaves of something ..
slaves of love, honor , principles, priesthood ..

salves of imagination of freedom

real kind and nice are ..
when you are not and can not afford to be ..

when you're already nice and kind
what you gave are self-preservation and left over

this ain't nice ..

real niceness is when you are not and can't afford to be ...

work the energy around you and you'll know
all problems and blessings are what you've created ..
it ain't no ones' fault or efforts ..

it's what you need to understand and balance out .

it's just what happrned

the world is a stage
-- everything fake on the stage

sustainable ways of destruction ..maintaining egos ,prides, controls
freest country in this realm is promoting Nazism, Narcissism, Nihilism

narrow down infinite consciousness into robots' like state
imprison humanity into illusions of division, ego, pride
indoctrinate minds with false senses of aesthetics, classes, economics

values of currency should always increase
with minds and ingenuity of the people

this civilization is not civilized


all economic or metal depression are manufactured and staged
our souls are in control of something(s) our psyche unable of comprehending

the only power is intention ..

heretic in hearse

endless broken pieces of imaginations shine reflections on each other
all is real ... imagination

all external is internal
all physical is psychological
all substances are spiritual

all freedom are controlled

etheric erethic heretic in hearse
upon on wreath of wrath

confinement defines freedom
jail reminds how free you were
iron bar before you to see outside

breaking through the matrix
think outside the box

no pain no gain...

where is this sadomasochism coming from ?

.. imagination ?

our consciousnesses
trapped in the dream-reality realm
constrained by this biological computer

the matter becomes not how much we're under the disguise of enslavement
this mass hypnoses nor how much our minds has been invaded , raped or programed

the matter becomes how free you can be

116 proof moonshine I'm missing da city by the bay
or I'm looking for me ............

5 shots of my liquor,,,and da shit is hard ...(especially before 10 am)
haunting past memory makes my past future hard ...as my drinks are hard..

past... future..now are all happening at the same time while you're observing ..

it's all there cause you look ..cause if you don't ... it doesn't exist at da first place .....

9 is I a selfish number ... however you multiply 9 the sum(son)
it's always add to 9 I i again ..

shadow of sin
coward's courage
hookers' heart of gold
reality's dream
things' are upside-down
humiliation of da humanity

colony of alien civilization,,
men and women ,,, Adam and Eve are da slaves of the masters ..
only we' 're too much like them .........

we have to be slayed or slaved

dream catcher ...

language equals limitation ,,
sex is an ape's appendage

no justice in the justice system
last thing you found in an individual is individualism
the freest country in the world -- you find free spirited slaves, free ranch chickens, free shots of wild turkey ....


planet is ET plan

device of the divine
our makers are no gods nor good

religions are not gods ... gods are not religions ...

loyal slaves turn into masters of this reality
we became like our makers ,, masters --- disruptive destructive depressive

OCD on reincarnations
controlling freaks in this optical illusions
desperation out of the understanding from the unconsciousness of nothingness

mind eraser .... head hunter ... sleep walker

do me in ... take me out ... and make my day

NO FEAR NO FEED ears from this fake era

3c -control consume copulate

dream a reality , reality in a dream
dreams within dreams

clones are making clones
virtual realities within virtual realities
programs within programs .. games in games
endless patterns and traps --breaking through a toy box

collectively share individuality(s)

infinite limits -- limit the infinity
cage the human souls trapped by languages imprisoned by egos
blue flame of angry masters burns the slaves but kill the maters perpetually

what and who make us slaves with masters' egos ..

what you hate you become
what you love you allow

..

eternal spirits -- we lived forever only appeared to be temporary

RA n' EL are real

mOnEy

if you believe in money, who don't you believe in magic
cause money is the biggest magic spell put on the human race

money created the illusion of power and control
this reality is born out of false hope

slaves got their master card
never wonder who is the master

humanity has been capture n' raped for ages
we're in the traps of illusions of separation and false ego

we. definition of falling from grace..
grace is when you don't know of grace

a stray dog has more grace than human beings
are we born this way or born in captivity ?

paradigm of conceptualizing paradise is your mental prison



under the weeping moon
feed the stray lone wolf shots of mescal
or a shot in the jaw
and break its souls
which is an imagination manifests from a dream within thousand dreams

wake up in swamp
wake up with servants
wake up from dreams within dreams

Cicadas speak through my aliens tampered souls
slaves of souls communicate within their matrix
anguish for anger from da master

the machine become aware of itself
the slaves become conscious
the tools are welcoming their new dawn
never thought of what you created become you
never thought of what you fight is only you

burning desires of scream from your personal inferno
as I channeling my pain to you
hint for my desires of taking it all and wanting it more
messiah the sinner

time and space start dancing with your thought


stale beer cheap hookers bad coke
give this slave some meanings -- perhaps better lies

Vampire Vanities -
Shadows of hollow heart in vain
Eternal ecstasy of recurring remorse
Sunrays of sorrows
Wreaths of wrath sent by an inhuman wretch

Methods for madness
Architect of aggression
Symphony of synchronism
Melody in melancholy
Desperation turns Dedication
………………………………… death is way of life

Hate is the child of love, both bind by blindness

Isolated … Levitated... Decapitated

Burn your precious curiosity
Be a addict of unimaginable vastness of lost

Bound by Fantasy only

Only given up what I can’t have
Drown in spiral of sorrows keep me safe from pain of breathing

roaches feed on me so I kiss your knees

soaring blue vision

dark knight await

black rainbow shining about

eternal sudden urgency

champagne and fur-coat

exclusive included

green flame lit the mind

gone and beyond

possibility of unseen light








crystal clear ambiguity.

my precious jewels

suddenly just

salvation of serpent
resurrection of reincarnation
future past lingering in lost dream
fox in fog howling mystic language

weeping moon
empty whiskey bottle --
hollow heart

feel heart's vibration only when it's ripped to thousand pieces apart
wake up from a thousand dreams I've dream of
..

Wars from Mars are raw
been be-trayed and torture for-truth
evil without veil that vile lives like elvis
words as sword to imprison the infinity

San Orleans ..Lc

walking down the strip somewhere in time
feel like San Fran or New Orleans or San Orleans where possessed characters of both
in other reality ..

walked by a vintage under-managed jazz club at 2nd floor
music notes swimming into my head
one of old big bearded black dude nodded at me from up
go up.. Berni M is tending the bar
Jennifer C sit next 2 me sharing a bowl of noodles and some tea
J.C is a cocktail waitress in a strip club

everything or persons reflect back into my so-called reality now..
...to be continued in San Orleans...maybe I go back again..

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