America ( Read more... )

it's hard with a wife ( Read more... )

yesterday, i opened all the doors to my mind, and i have returned from the other side. the universe appeared to me as it was. reality bent between the lines of reality and surreality, and everything was exactly as it was. my mind has been set free. i am saved.

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there is a spider crawling up your wall. or is it a door? or a floor? he's far too small to tell. the big picture is so far away from such a small creature, yet the finest details have an enormous consequence on upon his life. the things we take for granted are the only things he's ever known. the tiny imperfections in the wall he scales like we ( Read more... )

i'm in the cell. it's cold and dank like the dew covered leaves on a wet morning. everything is pale, isolated from the rest of the universe. the walls are 6 in concrete, the bars tall and slender but countless in number. i've been there my entire life, since i can remember. there is nothing that exists before prison, your life slowly fades away ( Read more... )

the funerals march
in guts and gore
the funerals march
and whats in store
a funeral march
back home to war

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i have new lyrics up there, and i will no longer be posting on live journal.
i hate journal.
love me there, and hate me here. peace to all.

i offer this to you, these questions of love and hate in our lives ( Read more... )

it was there in between the hustle and bustle of the morning commute. soccer moms carting their kids off to school. middle aged suit monkeys driving fancy black lincoln town cars off to their nine to five jobs so they can jump through hoops for corperate america. in between every vacant stare of the average american, you would find us. we were ( Read more... )