Saturday, March 29, 2014

wickedness da genuineness

Mistaken rabbles 4 radicals
Taken by emotions, egos and vanities then call it thinking
Last minutes you are struggling with an I-Phone or Samsung  
Between Abercrombie & Fitch and your favorite designers
Suddenly you talking human rights, equality, democracy and freedom
For that freedoms were granted, can you handle it?
Provoking polices and each other n desperately just to stand for anything
Desperation become your dedications

Didn't you know all the real powers found their own anti-campaigns?
You’re doing exactly what you pretend to hate want you to do
Your falsified passions disgust me
Your egos n vanities match with your immaturity, imbecilities and ignorance
All ever is unparallelizing unrefined vanities compete with its own retardation

While ayahuasca n shamanism become trendy
Individuation remains sacred
Though DMT is ubiquitous (indeed they are)
We’re still fascinating with our own shallowness, sufferings, and swaggers

So go back to the streets and be the personifications of justice n whatever u yelling 4
Gave the powers back to the slaves owners so they’ll modify laws and policies which are in their advents of fallacies n hallucinations   

Prostitution, arm dealings, with sides of drugs trades remain the only truthful businesses to themselves, these account for more genuineness than fakers on the street

Governments merely mafias with diplomats n bigger guns
Their disguises for cooperates interests n short termed maximized profits are almost as degrading as the zombies on streets

But as least the apostasies are genuine with their hypocrisies n wickedness    

one deserts charades with manipulations one surrenders with
   

Friday, March 21, 2014

tak thm no prisoners

myopia of mind
digression by long reminiscences
touch the essences
kill what you have loved
construct the deconstructions


pain the pleasure
suicide the salvation
symphony the scintillating  
melody of the mesmerizing
anthems for the apostasy
ecstatic of that ecclesiastical

pleasures brought guilt
guilt brought pleasures

corpses drew dead fishes


Death is the only truthful companion human spirits ever have