Secretly gay poems and miscellaneous writings
Reptile of things mechanical
with a bear-trap mandible
and a killjoy kaleidoscope
Bad trip tunnel vision capable
The princess lost in tesseract time
draining your mind
A portal opens wide
Light gleams on icy brimstone land
A vertigo maze drops where you stand
Now you're confused within your own plan
this fucks with your brain and heart
You can't tell if its you or everything else falling apart
Diabolical impossible lost level
Anachronistic cataclysmic kamikaze devil
Takes 3 lives to figure out this is impossible!!
Karate Kid vs Mortal Kombat
Daniel son, world champion you won!
But your training has just begun.
A new challenge arises
A fate of the world crisis
Like broken weather opens portals from the nether
Coming through are fighters of other stellar
A semi-god evolves from the pits of a secular desert
He seeks to harvest our gravesfor the ghosts he'll make slaves
With 100 million, Shao Kahn will have the power to create eternal dominion
The elder gods cannot interrupt but they can host a tournament in which he can be stopped
Daniel son this is no street fight
Your training for Mortal Kombat begins tonight!!
have you lost your mind
replaced it with mine
shit yourself and laid down to die
bullets in my head magnetized now i'm a fucking cyborg
google MRI map now rerouting
the meaning of life is now ultra violent death
cruel world with a crueller end
deformed apocalypse god-send
haux 2nd coming mass hypnosis
bad trip osmosis
holocaust reenactment by day
serial murder by night
like santa claustrophobic
burn down every tree in sight
Reading Rainbow (the native american)
Just walk away walk away. When life challenges you, just walk away walk away. When you have nowhere to go, just walk away walk away. When someone calls you all the names, when you come to a crosswalk stop light,
When you need help when you lost sense of self...
Just walk away, just walk away.
Time and space won't relax
Sever and connect synaptic gaps
Don't become your flashbacks
Hack the Planet
How to mathematically time crunch the world's resources
divided by all evil foces
while the starving pray in chorus
dynamic error shift, denumerate counter farms syncro clicks
then disconfigure the time-share debt monolith
i'll be your savior christ alrighty then lead you stray
decoy cult within a cult inversion diversion
when the stop watches on the hypno clock the mass will riot toward my cell block
turn myself inside out shaking what this is about and into custody of the secret illuminated cloud
infiltrate with an info front
left my finger prints on historic mueseum guns
told the counsil of 13 i switched out the weights prototype and lef the broken peices on wallstreet
your grand pyramid sceme is unraveling
its not too late to undo what youve done
tell us where you hid the magnetorus fulcrum
i will in exchange for a seat at the 13th podium
cut the middle men out by the throat
and carve their small print into their grave stone
death threat ghost writer
brain rewired like a particle collider
ready to spontaneously columbine
secret hotline # is jackie 000oh
hacked the white house with a walkie talkie and reverse megaphone
mass hypnosis conversion
got the IFB chasing ghost writer conspiracies
instructions written on popstickle sticks
and fortune cookies
world one, aleph-zero
i'm the null point on the human traffic radar
i'm in night sky like thunder negro
i'm hidden in hind sight
no time for fight or flight
You're a walking contradiction on a walk of shame marathon, through a desert quest, lest we forget, crushed by your treasure, only disintegrating will let you upheave, like jesus standing on quick sand, what would jesus do if he were you? the saviour has abandoned ship, please remain calm, re-gain your inner dialogue. this level is never complete, please reattach your pilot seat. auto-erotically asphyxiating from trying to stage dive from an airplane, choked by parachute, but life doesn't reboot.
If i could go back in time, i'd probably go back 3 or 4 times, cause thats how many times it would take to fix this mess ive made.
Spiritual relapse, time and space wont relax, sever connect synaptic gaps, dont become your flashbacks.
You'll never make it out alive, you'll never escape this hell scape, its like you never died.
Judgement day at zero below gravity, mentally challenged challenging sanity
The tunnels of time intertwined in my mind stop on a dime and rewind to the hidden frequency of chimes that tell of a future that unravels slower than it hides
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