Ultima Conglomo

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Orior oriri ortus Per Tempestas Ut Caedes Sedo

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ClicheStop Thinking, Start Knowing. Stop Dreaming It, Start Living It. Stop With GoodIntentions, Start With The Righteous Action.

Live To Be The Best Person And Human Being You Are Capable Of...And If Thats NotGood Enough For Anyone Or If It's Not Good Enough For God...Then To Hell WithThem.

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It's TrueYou Know, Most Goody Two Shoes Have Alot Of Mud On Their Boots.

The Reason You Don't Is The Reason Someone Else Does...

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It's TrueOver Mountains And Through The Valley's Just To Wind Up In A Back Alley With ABrown Bagged Bottle And A Girl Named Sally

Only Fuckin Wannabe's Learn To Play By Learning Other Peoples Music

So Write Your Own Shit And Play Your Own Shit. 'Cause Even If It Sucks Balls It's StillYours

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SPIN IIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!Brutatation Change The Station While Ya Eyes Are Getting Dialated, ImpatientMeditation Leads To Constant Consanant Consternation While Happy Joy Vibes SweepThe Nation From Crappy Band To Crappy Radio Station Making Your Ears Ring With A

Range Of Violation

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SomedayI'll go on an adventure not caring where i go,or where I end up,don't need to worry about that stuff.


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Just gotta keep on the road and pushin my luck.

Gonna find someone who wants to walk with me,someone who wants to fight with me,someone to make love with me.

Gonna take some pictures, so I don forget,gonna write down their names, remember my debt.

I'm gonna find whats right,and I'll make whats real,I'll expirience everything there is to feel.

Someday.. Someday..Someday.

I can't wait, till my feet touch the ground on the other side of where I've been,

I can't wait, to see in ten years where I stand.And I can't wait to see that written on my resting place,To watch the tears and laughter on my families face.As they remember me and when I took my place....Someday

Gonna climb a mountain or two,plenty of trees to climb,tons of valleys to walk through.

Gonna fly in the air,gonna sail on the sea,gonna stare at the moon cause I know even after it all somethings still waiting for me.

I'll ride raging bulls,run with wild horses,swim in the sea during the perfect stormstand in front of a tornado and on a volcano, exprience all of natures forces.

Someday..Someday..SomedaySomeday.. Someday..Someday.

I can't wait, till my feet touch the ground on the other side of where I've been,I can't wait, to see in ten years where I stand.And I can't wait to see that written on my resting place,To watch the tears and laughter on my families face.As they remember me and when I took my place....Someday

Gonna stand up for what I know is right,put my fists up even as darkness gives way to light,it's what I do to show my respect for life.


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I'll define and judge all injustice as I see it,when they see me walk alone in the night,they won't believe it.

I'll take the chance,and defend the weak,when they're stepped so hard they can't speak.

Someday..Someday..SomedaySomeday..Someday..SomedaySomeday.. Someday..Someday.

I can't wait, till my feet touch the ground on the other side of where I've been,I can't wait, to see in ten years where I stand.And I can't wait to see that written on my resting place,

To watch the tears and laughter on my families face.As they remember me and when I took my place....Someday

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MantraThe Strength Of Your Conviction Brings You Honor And Glory, The Weight Of YourResolve Brings You Victory And Vindication.

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I Might be Dying, I Might Be Dying,Today Oh Today.I Might Be Dying, Oh I Might Be Dying,Tomorrow, Yeah Tomorrow.

I Might Live On, I Might Live On,Whats The Chance? Whats The Chance?I Might Prove Them Wrong, I Might Prove Them Wrong.But If I Will I Don't Have Long.

I Might Be Dying, I Could Be Dying,In A Week, In A Week.I Might Be Dying, I Could Be Dying,Before I Have Time To Speak, Before I Have Time To Speak.

And If It's True, I'll Die Thinking Of You,All The People Who Made My Life.And If It's True, I'll Live For You,


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All The People Who Can't Fight.

I Might Just Do It, I Might Just Do It.In A Day Or Two, In A Day Or Two.I Might Just Not, I Might Just Not,

.......We'll Just Have To See

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I gotta wonder.whether I'm doing the right thing or not.I never know if I've actually gotten through the plot,or if it's all gonna wind up too hot.

I gotta wonder why and why not,who's got the haves who has the have nots,how come the good ones always get shot.

(uptempo)

I gotta wonder whats the point,people drinkin n drivin,yellin at me for smoking a joint.

I gotta wonder whats the thrillof so many children already ill,and so many more comin on some harder pills.

(acapela or however it's spelt)ohhh I gotta wonDER

(bring back bass and drums)YEAAAAH I GOTTAAAA..WONderrrr

(mash) (chorus)WHERE DID THESE THINGS CHANGEWHEN DID WE BECOME ESTRANGED

WHY CAN'T ANYONE SEE WHATS GOIN ONHOW FAR TILL WE GO TO LONG

WHAT WILL IT TAKE FOR US TO SEE WE"RE GOING UNDER

(Acapela)


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I gotta wonder

I gotta wonder at the starsFeel like we should be past the moon and mars,All co-operation seems to be a farce.

I gotta wonder how and what to do,so many hospitals with not enough rooms,too much hopelessness and too little food.

(up tempo)I gotta wonder with the rest,what it take to pass the test,and surpass the best.

I gotta wonder about the rules,

is it morally right to use these tools,(slow tempo)Are we making it better or making ourselves into fool

(acapela or however it's spelt)ohhh I gotta wonDER

(bring back bass and drums)YEAAAAH I GOTTAAAA..WONderrrr

(mash) (chorus)WHERE DID THESE THINGS CHANGEWHEN DID WE BECOME ESTRANGED

WHY CAN'T ANYONE SEE WHATS GOIN ONHOW FAR TILL WE GO TO LONG

WHAT WILL IT TAKE FOR US TO SEE WE"RE GOING UNDER

I KNOW WE KNOW WHATS RIGHT,BUT WE"RE ALL HOOKED ON LIES,FORCED TO LIVE IN A WORLD WE HATE AND DESPISEWHERE NO ONE VALUES TRUTH AND THERES LESS MONEY THAN LIESPEOPLE ALL SCRAMBLING FOR SOME IMAGINED PRIIIIIIZEBUT WHERE WERE THEY WHEN A LITTLE GIRL STARTED TO CRY!?!?!?!?

(Acapela)OHHHH HOWHATWHENWHERE'N'WHYYYYYYYYAAAAAAIE...do I gottawonder


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modern day saintcan someone tell me why we all watch,

as the people in charge count the cost,and the people who follow wonder what they've lost.

or why the streets have so many holes,why theres so many children who don't have homes,or why decent people don have decent clothes?

Can someone tell me why I try,to ease a criminals pain as he dies,and all you care about is where are your curly fries.

or about who's making your bedor about who's keeping you fed,or maybe when you might have a heart attack and end up dead.

Can someone please tell me why we don't have faith.can someone please tell me where to find a clean slate.can someone please tell me how we can all be savedor is it too late?

Can someone tell me why our planet hurts,why the grass is dying and our forests burn,why the ice caps melt as our world turns.

or what will happen when we care only about our own whimwhen there's no food for wolves to eat,and no water for the fish to swim.

Can someone tell me where I can find some helphow I can solves these problemswhy I can't ease all the pain thats felt.

or why it's so very hard to talkabout what we should do to end all the hateand teach the weak how to walk so as to restore their faith

Can someone please tell me why we don't have faith.can someone please tell me where to find a clean slate.can someone please tell me how we can all be savedor is it too late?


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Can someone tell me why I can't dreamand can someone please tell me what does it meanwhen I always wake up and hear myself scream

or how people can't bring themselves to trust,

a perfect stranger who seems to want to help us,or why we follow corupption instead of whats justwhy we don't believe in love only lust.

Can someone tell me how money makes us greatwhy theirs people so sick and hungry that they faintAnd can't someone pleeeeaaase, pleeeaeaaase teeeeellllll meeeeeeeeeeeewhy we don't have anymore, some one pleeeeease teeellll meeee how I caaan fiiiind,CAAAAAAN SOOOOOOMOOOOOOOONE PLEEEAEAAAASE TEEEEELLLMEEEEEE, HOOOOOW WEEEEEE CAAAAAN ALLLL BEEEEheeeeeeeee....

another modern day saint.

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I play my bassto the beat of my heart, it's the only sound I hear in the dark.All alone I listen as the strings moan and whine, and I wonder how I bear this burden onthrough time.I caress the neck as my hand slides down the frets, just as I count down through my list ofdebts.The pickups hum as my fingers try to keep up, kinda like I can't get away from myproblems cause my legs aren't long enough.

I let my mind wonder through the notesevery mistake like a stubbed toe,while walking through the hallway you thought you should know,cause you spend so much time there all alone...and I play my bass...

I Play my bass in a forest full of shade,or in streets that are as rough as they are paved.In the alley late at night, or on a stage that I made.I feel connected to my world this waybut only cause the humming makes my pain fade.Even when the rain has come and the sun has gone,when the moons is out or as the clouds start to run,I'll play my bass.

My hands shake as they pin and stroke, just like yours when you read his old love notes,cause he was always gonna leave and you didn't know


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that you didn want him to go...And I Play my bass...

I know I've done some things that inspire hate,cause I know that i've felt rage,

just like you felt the pain, every time you turned the page,in your scrap book from a bygone age, before everything you love was lost and couldn'tbe saved.

But now I see the music flow, just like you can use a camera to watch agarden grow, youcan speed up the recording or make stay slow, getting it done isn't I easy and I shouldknow,that by now it doesn't matter what speed I go,so long as I pay attention to these notes, the ones you n me wrotethat you gave me so long agoright before you walked out the door.

So my voice cracks as I snap a string, kinda like my heart when you gave back the ring,so now I can't sing, but to you in your world it doesn mean a thing, so instead I'll screamAnd I'll Play My Bass

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HAH!A sense of nostalgia.The scent of the estranged.

Let it all come rushing back,Let the memories flow.

Feel the pain and the heartache again,Relive the hate breeding in your soul.

Miss the laughter you have already bawled,Haunted by the tears of joy they cried when you survived.

While those feeling and emotions are trapped in the past,You take no more prisoners in this life to add to the penile population.

No more shall you hold.No more shall you keep.

The ones that are important are penned by your conciousness.The ones that got away mean nothing because they didin't stay.

So many doors to knock on.


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So many halls long disused.

Entire wings abandoned.The fortress falling from long abuse.

From the ashes of the new day,We bring life to the old.

From the ashes of the past night,The beginning of the starlight explodes.

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I liveto make the world a different place. fuck better. fuck worse. so long as everytime I got tosleep something's changed, I sleep next to contented.

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So many peoplestarving.

So many idiots who don't use the brains god gave them

hey waitaminute. Aren't brains full of proteins and nutrients?

I think I just solved world hunger.

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The RantWho Loves Rants.We Love Rants

"Dude isn't the song about short short's?"

"Shut the fuck up."

*smack*

Who Loves Rants.We Love Rants.

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Some Weirdrandom just sent me a message saying I look like gay crackhead

really now, is the best people can do?

I mean shit, i heard that one back in 7th grade.

Doesn't anybody got something original they can throw at me?

Some flaw of mine that I don't know about yet?

Some egg that was on my face that I never felt impact?

Cause if that's all people got these days, they need to go back to school,and learn some real trash talk.

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Someone once said to me"Cole, you can write songs with grit, songs that make hearts ache and demand peoplethink. But Cole, you can't write spit-bull-twaddle-hogwash if you can't write somethingwith class."

And so, without further ado,

Inspired By Ol Blue Eyes, A One Of A Kind, Frank Sinatra

My Dad

And Every Woman Thats Ever Made A Spark Burn In A Mans Eyes....

I Give You

Cant Turn You Down

Ya I know I prefer, to keep my head beneath the ceiling,Not floating, up in the clouds.

I prefer to keep closer to the groundBut if you asked me, to follow you up there,My body would move, and my lips,Wouldnt make a sound.

I dont know, what it is,But I can tell you now.I dont do what my brother asks me,


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But I couldnt, turn you down.

I got cigarettes and booze, that I smoke and drink,Even though I shouldnt be aloud.I hate noisy places and people, I cant stand the crowd.

But if you took my hand, towards the concert stand,Id moan and grumble about the seatsBut I wouldnt, turn you down.

I dont know, what is,But I tell ya I can tell you nowI dont do what my mother says I should,But I cant, turn you down.

I have a horrid voice, I keep quiet by choice,No one wants to hear my sound.

I have a secret though, I sing about you when no ones around.So if you put a mic in my handAnd the spotlight on my formIll stand up straight and sing loud,

To keep a smile on your face,To make the world stop in place.

Ya Know I Prefer, To Keep My Head Beneath The Ceiling,Not Hanging Under Clouds.Oh Yeaaah I Prefer My Ear To The Ground.But If You Asked Me To Follow You Up There,My Body Would Obeeeey, And My Lips Wouldnt Make A Sound.

I DONT KNOW WHAT IT ISSS.AND YOURE DAMN RIGHT ILL TELL YOU NOWWWWWI DONT LISTEN TO MY BROTHER,I DONT LISTEN TO MY FATHER AND MOTHER.I DONT CARE IF THEY SAAAAY I SHOULDNT BOTHERSPENDING THE NIGHT WITH YOU ON THE TOWNCAUSE NO MATTER WHEN OR WHERE YOU ASSSSK MEEEEEEEEEE,I CANT TURN YOU DOWWWWWWWN.

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LifeIs like bag of porkrines, you hate it when it's there, and you hate it when it's gone. Causeyou ate it. And now you're gonna throw up. Fucking Idiot


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Dig It!!!!

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I think it fucke dit upnow I'm not overly religious.

But I once wrote a prayer and I had to see what it came out like in latin.

May The Lord Our Father Who Art In Heaven, His Son The Savior, And The Holy SpiritThat Weeps For Humanity Look Down Upon Me With Mercy.May The Holy Triumvarite Forgive Me My Weaknesses And My Doubts.Let The Holy Trinity Grant That The Strength Of My Conviction Bring Me Honor AndGlory, And That The Weight Of My Resolve Bring Me Victory And Vindication. Let MyFaith In The Lord My Father, His Son My Savior, And The Holy Spirit, And For

Humanity, Their Ward And Creation, Bring Me Unto Heavens Gates.

Let Them Grant That My Service To The Kingdom Of Heaven And The Good OfHumanity Be Unending, And May They Give Me The Strength To Struggle Down TheRoads And Onward Upon The Journeys Through Hells Darkness That They Set BeforeMe.

Should I Breathe Upon This Earth, Bathe In The Light Of Heaven, OrCharge The Fields Of Hell, I Shall Pray That I Do The Work Of The Holy Triumvarite,And Shall Come Forward Willingly If Called To Judgement For My Actions.In The Name Of The Father, By The Act Of The Son, And Because Of The Tears Of TheHoly Spirit, I Serve. Amen.

LatinMay Senior Nostrum Abbas Quisnam Professio In Olympus , Suus Filius Savior , QuodFlamen Ut Ploro Pro Clementia Desparatus Mihi Per Misericordia. May SanctusTriumvarite Indulgeo Mihi Meus Infirmitas Quod Meus Nuto. Permissum Sanctus TrinityTribuo Ut Vires Of Meus Redarguo Addo Mihi Veneratio Quod Palma , Quod Ut PondusOf Meus Diluo Addo Mihi Victoria Quod Vindication. Permissum Meus Fides In SeniorMeus Abbas , Suus Filius Meus Savior , Quod Flamen , Quod Pro Clementia , SuumPupillus pupilla Quod Partum , Addo Mihi Unto Polus Porta. Permissum Lemma TribuoUt Meus Muneris Ut Regnum Of Olympus Quod Bonus Of Clementia Exsisto Unending ,Quod May They Tribuo Mihi Vires Ut Sturggle Down Via Quod Onward Super Iteritineris Per Abyssus Obscurum Ut They Paro Pro Mihi. Should EGO Anhelo Super IsTerra , Lavo In Lux lucis Of Olympus , Vel Tutela Ager Of Abyssus , EGO VadumPrecor Ut EGO Operor Opus Of Sanctus Triumvarite , Quod Vadum Exorior Volutarie SiAccersitus Ut Censura Pro Meus Factum. In Nomen Of Abbas , Per Factum Of Filius ,Quod Propter Lacrima Of Flamen , EGO Servo. Amen.

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tagline- quote it bitches, quote it.Silicis Quod Volvo Mos Nunquam Intereo

Do itNunquam Ostendo Vereor! Nunquam Ostendo Misericordia! NUNQUAM Trado!!!

BooyahHaud Trado Haud Misericordia

It'd Be SweetVentus Adveho , Pluvia Adveho , Addo Unto Mihi Interfectionis Tempestas. OdiumVultus Is Quod Livor Dat Is Substantia Quod Vultus. Planto Mons montis Tripudio QuodVolcanoes Quietis In Vestri Ira. Adveho Ventus , Adveho Pluvia , Addo Unto MihiInterfectionis Tempestas , Unus Quod Totus Mos Cado Sub.

Ya damn rightOlympus Supremus Vadum Teneo Meus Nomen Quod Rejoice In Carmen , AbyssusSubter supter Vadum Teneo Meus Nomen Quod Contremisco In Formidonis QuodContemno.

taglineEternus Atrum Ictus Ex Vorago Subter supter Novem Orbis Obsto Qui Obsto Mihi QuodMei

YeahSi vos carpo sulum spiritus , si vos nunquam amitto of ullus moment , vos can victumpectus pectoris quod universitas , quod sail astrum. EGO Calamus Castrum QuodQuinquagesimus Lyrics , Gero Vilis Sol solis Vas. Orichalcum Per Ordo


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My Luck Has ChangedWhen I walk ho-ome down the street,there's never any sun, only rain and sleet.

The lights are never green when I walk,it's always red and I have to stop.

I can never make mistakes privately,they always seem to make the public scene.

Some people tell me I have it tou-gh,some people say there's no such thing as bad luck.

Then there's people who tell me that someday I'll feel strange, there'll be as much joy in

my life as pain.They say when that day comes I'll sing a new refrain,cause in my heart I'll know...

My luck has changed.

beat goes on for 1..2..3..

I've never won the game I've always lost,I know it the second the coin is tossed.

I'm never the one they pick first,except as the first person to be loaded in a hurst.

I'm never the one who gets to make the choice,because I always stutter and crack my voice.

Some people say I have it rough,Some people say that it's just my luck.

Then there's people who tell me that someday I'll feel strange, there'll be as much joy inmy life as pain.They say when that day comes I'll sing a new refrain,cause in my heart I'll know...

My luck has changed.

rythym solo into bass solo

I'm used to not getting the girl,


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it's part of my life and a part of my world.

Whenever I get on the bus I always see,that someones stolen my usual seat from me.

My phones never off but it's always dead,at least according to every phone bill I've read.

Some people tell me to bottle it up,some people tell me it's just tough luck.

Tempo slows down

Then I denied it,I tried to hide it,But a smile washed across my face.

Why should I believe,She must be trying to decieve,But I can't fiiiiiiiiight

This feeling is so strange, I feel as much joy as I do pain,and I've altered my refrain and in my heart I KNOOOOOOOOOW

My Luck Has Changed

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Get Ta Walkin.You Have To Take The Long Road Home, Take The Hard Road To Vindication, AndThe High Road To Heaven.

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Dude!I woke up in the middle of a sweet ass dream with the second third of my lyricsone more piece to go

This is for the people

You wake up and you go to work everyday,you wish you could sleep every click of the clock away.You do your best to do your job and you work real hard,for the last 15 years, you've driven the same shitty car.


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You are the people!

You dress the way you think is best,you always fail,at other peoples fashion tests.

You color your hair, and get piercings and tattoo's,those that don't know you think you snort coke and drink booze.

You are the rejects!You are the ones, everybody despises or disrespects!

And SO

This Is For The People!This Is For The Rejects!This Is For The People!

For Those,Underneath The Heel!This Is For The People!This Is For The Rejects!This Is For The People!Who Never Get Their Pay Cheques,,On Time!

Long haired freaks and geeks, black sneakers and blue jeans.

Come to a sneak peak as they pick out their teams,

they hate and debate and they've been seen smoking outside, while the workers want to

rest,they all feel the drive.

And so, this is for the people, this for the rejects, for those, whom everyone eitherdespi...ses or disrespects, this is for those, underneath the heel...

You Wake Up Every Day And You Work,Everyday, You're Doing Everyone Else's Dirt.You Do Your Best Not To Speak, Unless It's Your Turn,At The End Of The Day, You Just Want To Watch It All Burn.

These Are The People!

You Cut Your Hair, And You Lose Alot Of Weight,You Get Real Big Implants, And You Get Your Big Date.He's Perfect, He's Charming, You're Ego Starts To Inflate,


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You Both Get Drunk And He Gets Irate,No One Believes You, When You Accuse Him Of Rape.

THESE ARE THE REJECTS!!!THESE ARE THE PEOPLE, THAT EVERYBODY OR ONE, DESPISES, OR

DISRESPECTS.

AND SO

THIS IF FOR THE PEOPLE,THIS IS FOR THE REJECTS!THIS IS FOR THE PEOPLE,FOR THOSE, UNDERNEATH THE HEEL!!!THIS IS FOR THE PEOPLE,THIS IS FOR THE REJECTS!THIS IS FOR THE PEOPLE,

WHO, NEVER, GET, THEIR PAY CHEQUES...ON TIME!!!!

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C-Note The G.A.G, A.K.A PriclessSo Good I Burn People Like Match Sticks, I'm Matchless, Stashin You're CashUnderneath My Matress, Always Statuesque,Witness,The Swiftness Eye's Shine WithBrilliance And Finess, The Definition Of Being Mentally Fit At The Highest State OfFitness, If I Roll Over You, Nothing Personal It's Just Bizness, You Were In My WayAnd Underestimated My Quickness, Because The Thickness Of Your Skull, Seems LikeYou're Brain Waves Are Set To Null, But I'm Good As Gold, I Tell The Truth As It'sMeant To Be Told, I'ma Spazzmatic With A Bad Back, Flailin On Everyone EspeciallyEveryone Who Slangs Or Smokes Crack, I'm Talking About How People Need To BattleBack, How You Plan To Battle That, You Gonna Tell us All About Ya Bitches AndHoes, Ya Fine Ass Clothes, Ya Girls Are Filthy Ya Threads Disgust Me, I PreferSomething Old And Dusty, Just Brush It Off And Make People Cough, Teaching PeopleTaste Is A Battle I've Never Lost, i Run Hard Whenever The Ball Gets Tossed, I Don'tGive A Fuck About Ice And Floss, I'm The Guy About The Vice The Dice, The SilverThe Gold, I Don't Give A Fuck If You're About To Bang, 'Cause You Got About 5Seconds Till Your Whole World Explodes.

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I Just Answered Question # 2 I ThinkIKnowILookLikeItButI'mNotShady,IKnowYouThinkYouCanButYouCan'tPlayMe,I'llRaceYouInAVolvoAndSnatchYourMercedes,ManYouMustBeSmokinTooMuchGreenCauseYouSeemSpaceyLikeKpaxSeemsCrazyAndHomerIsLazyYouCan'tPha seMe,ICan'tEvenSeeYouDustInTheRearViewMirrorIsMaking YouHazy --To Fast? YouNeed Me To Slow Down?


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The Man At The BackYa Never See The Man At The Back Cause He Don't Need To Speak, He's Relaxed

Ya Don't Hear The Man At The Back Cause He Wears Slacks In Black Cause He Doesn'tNeed The FlashYa Don't Smell The Man In The Back Cause He Don't Got His Wallet, But Not Cause HeForgot It

He's got class like a bad habit, only carries plastic, when the camera's on he's candid tothe point where you just can't stand it, not the one to raise his wrist, 'specially not to awoman or a bitch, but he's quick to state when he's gonna switch the language he's gonnause to say shit. When he gets irate, 20 motherfuckers up and move up state, someoneshouldn'a said something about his weight, or how it got away. Now you got him chasingit all day, you figured he'd been tired by now and you could run your play, but you're

fired now and he's gonna keep firing away, one man company with his dues all paid,shoes made of white suede, enough women want him you'd think he was marvin gay,luther vandross, or berry white, he's got a modern vana in his room and she ain't wearingwhite, and after a couple of drinks, you know she ain't leavin tonight.

Ya Never See The Man At The Back Cause He Don't Need To Speak, He's RelaxedYa Don't Hear The Man At The Back Cause He Wears Slacks In Black Cause He Doesn'tNeed The FlashYa Don't Smell The Man In The Back Cause He Don't Got His Wallet, But Not Cause HeForgot It

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Some People.Some people say I'm a bad person. Some people say I do alot of things that are immoraland against the law. Some people think I'm weak and my actions are based on thatweakness.

Some people like to see what they want to see and not whats actually there.Most of the time is just judgements based on whats unclear.Thats okay though because I know they only react that way out of fear,mostly that they might be wrong,

so they go with the choice that seems strong.

They like it clean cut and oh so simple,Everything bleach blonde and practiced dimples.Like everbody owns a nice phone or car,As if people really believe that pretty won't get very far.

Some people feed you what they want to believe,


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as if world-wide belief will bring relief,but there's still a couple of ki's left out on the streets,and there's still millions of kids with no food in their stomachs or shoes on their feet,and there's still millions of people,that you just don't want to meet,

mostly because of the pity you'd feel when you see their disease.

But then there's people who realize there's a nessecary evil.A reason to have a hope to cling to is what makes it believable,some people believe a solution is not only not unreasonable,but if you'd all shut up and quit gloating,it might even turn out to be feasible.

Some people tell you what you need to see,And some people help you to see what you need to be.Some people make assumptions based on what they think or thought,

And some act because they do know, and others most apparently do not.

Some people like to push you down,some people can't stand you feeling proud.So they make snide remarks,looks kind of like they started making high heels and ties for sharks.

Some people fade away at night because of the dark,because they don't want to be the next person found at a park.The scene was a crime at about two am and it was a shame,at six in the afternoon it's lame and everyones thoughts are already about pain,but then news was on yesterday and the episode seemed the same.

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Deepnes To LateIf You Can't Act With Poise And Aplombe, I'm Sure There's Some Other Guys Who'dShow Your Girl How The Act Is Done.If You Don't Show You Know Whats Proper And You'd Like To Have Her Son, SomeOther Guys Going To Show You How A Show Is Run.

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187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187I get sadistic sometimes. It's a way of expressing pain, and a need to be given my timewith my pain. Some people don't realize this. Some people get in my way even after I'veshown my cruel side.


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*thud......*

Then, well depending on just how long I've denied myself any satisfaction via theexpression of said vile tendencies and the self flagellation I endure on a daily basis..

*thud.....*

I will either turn the confrontation aside.

*THUD.....*

Or I will be forced to give into those vile tendencies or endanger my own personal sanityforever.

*THUD THUD THUD THUD THUD*

*Grunt*

*SPLASH!!!!!!*

*hands being wiped off, smoke being lit*

*deep inhalation, held for a moment and exhaled slowly*

Needless to say, the prior is a superior chioce to myself than the latter.

Good Night

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187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187For Death Hold No Fear, Fear Only What Can Be Done To You In This Life. And Ee'rMore So, Fear What I WILL Do To You In This Life Should You Fail Me.We Won't Even Speak Of What I'll Do To You Should You Be Ignorant AndIrresponsible With Your Own Personal Safety With The Merest Notion Of Crossing MeShould I Read It On Your Face Or Hear Of It Thereafter.

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187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187Rise Through The Storm To The Killing Calm.

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187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187187Bring Me Pain, Break My Bones And Bleed Me Dry. Until You Stay Down, Neither WillI.

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Gotta Give It To Him (After All I Owe Him One)When I was growing up I was the kind of kid,who never did what my father said.No matter what he wanted I never did,If he told me to clean my room, I'd just lay in bed.I guess thats why he never had patience for me,when thats the kind of attitude he lives and breathes.I should have tried to understand what he wanted me to see,but I only knew what I wanted to believe.

I know I was never the greatest son,I know I made problems that I can't outrun.I know now that I was wrong,I know where all my help comes from.

He helped make me what I am all along,I gotta give it to him, after all I'm pretty sure I owe him one.

When I started to stay away from home,he started asking why I spent so much time alone.I told him I just liked to ride,it was years before I told him I lied.I guess I didn't want him to know,that I thought it was better for us both.Maybe I should have told him what I always wanted to say,maybe that morning I should have sat down instead of walking away.

I don't know if he's proud of his son,I hope he say's so before he's done.I wonder if I can stand when he's goneI watched him to learn where my feet belong.

He's the reason my heart is big and my will is strongI really gotta give it to him, after all I know I owe him one.

It didn't get better as days went by,I started a life of dirt and grime.If money was wrong he couldn't tell me why,even if I got it through hurt and crime.I never thought I'd be ashamed,


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till a cop asked him about my name.And even after all the rent I didn't pay,when he saw me pack he still asked me to stay.

I know I can be a better son,

I know I can make him proud if just once.I know still have awhile before he's gone,I guess I knew what to say all along.

I can hear him telling me to go on.I really gotta give it to him, after all I owe him one.

I'm never gonna give in till my time is done,he gave everything he had for me, after all that I owe him one.

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Dimes-Cost-A-DozenThere was a time when women fell in love wit' the grime,and it didn't matter if you had a rolex as long as you could tell time.Back in the day women wanted to be wanted, not to be flaunted,and there was reason to the oldest rhyme.

Now he's got a girl with a prada purse,pill's proscribed and feelings rehearsed.He's wishin that it all was reversed,'cause if it all goes as she planned soon he'll be in the hurst,and he's got to ask it even if it hurts.

Dime's Cost A Dozen But Does She Even Love Him?

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Every Night Before The DayThe world slips deeper into delirium with each new setting sun,How can anyone sleep at night,Knowing all the days evil thats been done.

More and more people seemed to be born with fangs and forked tongues,Who can tell the lie,When it's there before the truth begun.

If by the by you hear this and you think astray,Then you might just see what's been right in front of your eyes,Every night before the day.


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Fewer people with good hearts go to sleep every nightEverymorning they wake screaming for breath,With their eyes shut tight.

So many people take offense at the slight,What happened to manners,Just say excuse me it's considered polite.

If by the by you hear this, you might think astray,You might see whats been in front of your eyes,Every night before the day.

Why do so many childrens minds seem so dull and polluted,They should have so much more,It's true so don't try and dispute it.

We needed justice so we got judges and police,They were supposed to cure it all,But they just end up spreading the disease.

Please, you really need to hear this, you ought'ta think astray,I swear I'll make you see it,Before the night gives up to one more day.

If by the by you hear this and you think astray,Then I'm sure you'll see the what's been right in front of your eyes,And the night will go away.

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Stick To Your Guns 'Cause Their Clips Ain't Empty Yet,

Keep Your Mind On Your Tongue Or You Might Say Something That You Regret.You Know You Paid Your Bill But Ya're Not Quite Out Of Debt.Left On Your Own You Pace Till Ya' Suits Stark With Sweat.Deaf And Blind To The Clues You Start To Place Your Bets.Keep Your Clips Ready And Draw A Deep Breath.They've Gots Guard Dogs With Loose Leashes That Have Been Improperly Fed.After All This Ya'll Pr'bably Wish You W're Long Buried, Asleep And Dead.

You Ain't No Spy, But You Play Cards,


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If You Think For A Moment It's What Got You Here In The Start.You May Drive But It Isn't Really A Car,The Brakes Don't Work And You'll Never Get Incredibly Far.You Never Get The Girl, It D'nt Matter If You Try Very Hard,Ain't No Happy Ending For You, It's All About Ta Go Dark.

You Oughtta Best Stick Ta Ya Guns 'Cause Their Clips Ain't Empty Yet.

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Well It's Only The Truth You Know.Red Light's Make For Bein A Bit Dirty, Yellow Lights's Are For Flirting, Green LightsNever Seem To Come Around, Yeah, Not On This Side Of Town, 'Cause Here's WhereThe Speakers Never Sleep, And The People Are Like Wolves And Sheep, And The PrizeIs Pretty Cheap But The Price Is Pretty Steep OhYeah

So everyone count to three, 'cause thats the number of my beat, and thats the number yougot to beat, and it may seem easy but believe me your feet are gonna need to be fleet, andif you catch my eye don't be shy, phone messages I only delete, take a chance when youdance or we may never meet. Made to be smooth and not too sweet, I move in tune or Ican go twice as fast as you could get out of your seat.

Red Light's Make For Bein A Bit Dirty, Yellow Lights's Are For Flirting, Green LightsNever Seem To Come Around, Yeah, Not On This Side Of Town, 'Cause Here's WhereThe Speakers Never Sleep, And The People Are Like Wolves And Sheep, And The PrizeIs Pretty Cheap But The Price Is Pretty Steep OhYeah

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Reposted with feelingYou Know IAm Shallow

Am Egotistical

Am Untrustworthy In The Face Of Personal Adversity

Am Emotionally Immature, Unsound And Unfit

Am Mentally Inept, Struggling, And Illogical

Am Physically Incapable, Near Invalidity, And All Round Damaged Goods.

Am Cynical

Am Negative


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Am Hypocritical

Am One Fucked Up, Fuzzed Over, Flat Out Weird PersonAnd You Know That I.....

Am Proud Owner Of A Heart Of Gold And A Set That Go Clank In The Night.

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????Impatient Meditation Leads To Constant Consanant Consternation. Someones InternalAnticipaton Always Leads To Someones Fears Emancipation, Which Is A Real DownerOn Any New Found Elation. Doesn' Anyone Recognize The Correlation Of The SoulsStarvation With The Peoples Remonstration Via Demonstration

Noooo.

Most likely sitting in the dark in their minds dingy basement, get stoned with no goals,and wind up in a knot of frustration. When all they really need to do to change their statusis change the station, switch to the channel feed me instead of a sign that says vacant, quitactin' like it's some sort of game tha' you' playin,on your godamned lappy or console likethe fucking playstation.

Noooo.

Boy I know it sucks to have to listen, trust me when I was you' age , I ha'ed it, back whenthe grass was taller and my stomach much smaller I learn I 'ad to outwait it even if Icouldn't outweight it, thats the truth about changes, they take time and pain stakingpayments along with loud outbursts and personal statements, but you' nev'a go'na learnhow that is if you don't face facts and try to combat this and make a comeback no oneexpects kid, yeah it may be hard and overly complicated but pound for pound all youneed is will if you have that you might as well be arm'a pla'ed.

Noooo.

Come on now don't be dumb like me and be redundant with your mistakes, don't fuckinglisten to the fucking commercials tell you to choose whats real and what fake is, the factof the matter, it' your reality and they're tryin' t'a make it. Rollin the dice is never easy ladI know it, but this is your chance and thats what it takes, i know you've heard it before butyou've got to make your own breaks.

Noooo.

Now I know I'm too old to know and yeah that's all great, and I know my face is wrinklyI've been compared to raisins and sour grapes, and though I don't like to admit people willtell you I'ma jack of all kinds of apes, and though as far as I know there's no scandal but


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there maybe tapes, what I'm tryin to say is that you shouldn't spend all day irate, you'vegot the touch, you've got to dare to set it straight, you got the power to light your owndarkest hour and thats that don't give me no sob story about some lost flower, dry yourseyes and make your sadness abate, this is your life, this is your choice in your state. Idon't know if you noticed I noticed that it's probably just about too late, but I thought I'd

put you on notice that if you hadn't noticed thats the best time to be saved through debate,oh look at that you let go'a the 'andle and the knifes sunk in the floor up so you can't seethe blade, thats where it belongs and who cares if gods willing if thats what you wantthen thats where it'll stay.......But only if you don't carry on in a similar waaaayyyyyyy....

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Tripe I tell you!After being incredibly original just now I figure I deserve to splurge and see whats themasses are doing....oh whats this then?

1. The phone rings, who do you want it to be?Pretty much anyone

2. When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?Fuck no, grocery boys should'nt be such lazy bitches facing all day, RUN BITCH RUN!

3. If you had to kiss the last person you kissed, would you?Not worth thinking about

4. Do you take compliments well?Not usually, I'm highly self depreciating, I elevate it to an art form.

5. Do you play Sudoku?Sudoka-fuck-that-shit

6. If abandoned alone in the wilderness would you survive?Within the span of about a day I'd go into psychosis and revert to the natural feral instinctthat the only thing that keeps anyone alive when they have no social interaction to speakof and no one to gain say there needs, whims, or desires. So unless something that camealong that knows how to kill a human that is now thinking liek it but with a highersentience, well, yes yes I would.

7. If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you would save?Not sure if I'd save them, I'd just start tossing bodies out of windows.

9. Who do you text the most??

10. Favorite children's book?Childrens book? Fuck you, I was reading at a high school graduates level in grade four


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motherfucker.

11. Eye color?This getting boring

12. How tall are you?You're shittin me right?

13. If you could do it over again, start from scratch, would you?Shouldn't there be an "all" in between "it" and "over"?

14. Any secret admirers?How the fuck should I know?

15. When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?You're fucking joking me right? This is supposed to be a random, creative poll.....This is

the best you can do? The FUCKING Olive Garden!.....I'm glad you don't work for statscanada you insipid puke.

16. Favorite ex..?Horrible, just horrible.....

17. Where was the furthest place you traveled?Now this I can dig, I've never been past just the other side of the rockies, and the middleof saskatchewan.

18. Do you like mustard?Nope, mustard can die, die slow and hopefully down to the last seed they feel theexcruciating pain of the global herbicide even more hopefully contributed to the world bythe supposedly-as-yet-unproven-in-any-really-beneficia l-way-other-than-to-use-taxpayers-money-up-so-we-h ave-less-and-care-more-about-what-we-do genius's of thescientific population.

19. Do you prefer to sleep or eat?Sleep. Even the transparent gray dimness wondering the void of imagination as silentwitness and bystander that is my awareness during sleep is better than the hogwash andfilthy gruel spread across the world.

21. Do you miss anyone?Sadly yes, one of the reasons I miss being entirely callous instead of gigantically cynical

22. Can you do splits?Most of the way yes

23. What movie do you want to see right now?Something worth seeing instead of the horrible drivel and tripe (yes I know it's in the god


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damned title) out nowadays. I Am Legend was good, but I've already seen that.

24. What did you do for New Year's Eve?Chilled with some people I know, and some people I don't know.

25. Do you think The Grudge was crappy?Yes.

26. Do you own a camera phone?Yes

27. Was your mom a cheerleader?And back to the dumbassery

28. What's the last letter of your middle name?It's and S, like the curve of my spine in any general direction.

29. Are you hispanic?What...The...Fuck

30. How many hours of sleep do you get a night?4 if I'm lucky, 2 or less most often though.

31. Do you like care bears?I used to love those motherfuckers, mostly 'cause I always wanted No-Heart to win.

34. Do you wear your seatbelt?What? I'm next to dead anyways. There's a saying, don't wear armor in range of catapults,you need to be able to run, not die quicker.

35. What do you wear to sleep?Nothing most of the time, even though I freeze. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of thenight and shower for warmth, then I put on a baggy hoody and track pants.

36. Anything big ever happen in your city?Sometimes.

37. Is your hair straight or curly?Either or on any given day.

38. Is your tongue pierced?Nope

39. Do you like Liver and Onions?Someone shoot this asshole so he doesn't do this again.


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40. Do you like funny or serious people better?There's a time and place and no one ever seems to agree on when it is.

41. Ever been to L.A.?Nope

42. Who is on your mind right now?Not a who so much as a what. The heart of the author of this poll, beatings it's last as theinsignificant amount of blood left in it after being ripped from his chest drops to theground.

43. What are your plans for tonight?Smoke dope.

44. Whats your fav. song at the moment?I'd be lying if I said I have one.

45.Do you hate chocolate?Not entirely

46. What do you and your parents fight about the most?What I do, how I do it, the way I think and feel, the way and why I do it.

47. What is your favorite thing to eat?Anything that doesn't make me feel like I'm dying faster, which is less rare thansomething that doesn't make me feel like I'm dying at all.

48. Do you need a boyfriend/girlfriend to be happy?I need people and companionship, I've given up on finding a woman and I ain't gay.

49. How do you feel about your most current ex?Burn in the cold, searing, everlasting dark of the abyss.

50. Are you easy to get along with?That'd be up to whoevers talking to me at any given time.

51. What is your favorite time of day?I swear I'll make it a life goal to hunt down and exterminate this bastard and any otherswilling to give people something to do even though it's boring as well. We should nothave to pick between a greater and lesser negative in our lives, especially when they're soclose as to not make a damned difference.

52. Are you generally a happy person?If I said yes I'd be lying, but once in awhile I do actually slip into a happy mood.

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Stealth Master Saying'sStealth Master Says "You Won't Know I'm There Till You Notice Your Sandwich IsMissing."

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AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAA Zombie Kid Asked His Friend "What Did Your Mom Pack For Your Lunch""My Dads Brains, She's Say's Just Because He Doesn't Use Them They Shouldn't Go ToWaste. How About You?""I Got Monkey Brains Today.""LUCKY!!!""You Think Thats Lucky, I Heard Timmy Got Martian Brains!""Wow..Lets Rob Him!"

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Deaf Star (incomplete)Deaf to the fans,And deaf to the fame,He only he hears the music,The notes ring in his brain.It seems like the sounds will never end,It's like they'll drive him insane.

Deaf to the rain,And deaf to the cold,Though his fingers are numb,His grip never looses hold.

Deaf to the money,He's here for the show.When they tell him it's over,He never lets go.

Deaf to his family,He's deaf to his pain.The music breeds in his heart,It's thrums in his veins.

Deaf to his job,And deaf to the strain.The only thing he hears,Is the music as it plays.


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$%^456And You Thought You Seen it All...Theeeen The Sky Started Fallin, Your Eyes StartedBallin, Tears That Were Callin, My Name While The Wind Started Shouting, Your Name

In My Ears, So Loud I Couldn't Hear, The Train That Hit Me Just Now.

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For Everyone Who Wondered...Why Chivalry Died???

Blame Women's LIB.

And While You're At It...

Blame Sex And The CityBlame The Women Who Are All About Their Man's MoneyBlame The Women Who Teach Other Women To Dress ProvactivelyBlame The Women Who Think They're Better Than Men Because They Have A VaginaAnd Not A PenisBlame The Women Who Made It Apparent Women Consider Men To Be Useless ForAnything But Breeding ChildrenBlame The Women Who Say The Mother Of The Child Is Always In The Right JustBecause She's A SheBlame The Women Who Think Because Men Don't Give Birth Men Shoudln't Have AsMany Rights When It Comes To Their ChildrenBlame Cold-As-A-Dead-Fish-On-The-Tundra Ex Wives Who Dig Their Husbands EarlyGraves Trying To Get More And More "Child Support Money"Blame The Women Who Go Out Of Their Way To Fuck Up Men's Lives Like It's AGameBlame The Women In The World Who Believe Their Marriage Is Only As Good AsTheir Ability To Manipulate Their HusbandsBlame Your Mother For "Warning" You About Men Instead Of Telling You The WholeDeal And Giving The Facts About How Everyones An Asshole At Heart These Days,Including You, Ya Spoiled Fucking Brat.Blame The Women Who Are Too Dumb To Stop Dating Assholes While Us Nice GuysContinue To Go Extinct.Blame Ivana Trump For Obviously Marrying Into Money For The Fucking Money(It'sFucking Donald Trump, Which Wife Wasn't In It For The Money? Not One.) ThenBrought New Definition To The Saying "Don't Get Mad Get Even". The New DefinitionBeing "Even?Screw That, I Want More Of His Money!"Blame The Women Too Snobby To Date An Average Looking Guy With A Heart OfGold Just Because He Doesn't Have Enough Money To Buy You Diamonds But WouldWillingly Work Off A Mortage For The Rest Of His Life To Put A Roof Over YourHead


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Blame The Women Who Say They Want To Fall In Love With Someone Special,Because They're Lying, They Want To Fall In Love With Their "Prince Charming" AndWon't Settle For Anything Less, And They'd Never Admit It.Blame The Women Who Decided That Being Skinnier Than Me (You Can See AlmostAll Of My Fucking Bones People) Is A Good Thing

Blame The Women Who Call It Sexual Harrasment And Rape, Then Get Away With TheSame Crimes Just Because They're WomenBlame The Women Who Decided That Even Though A Woman's As Tough As A Man,A Man Has To Take 3 Shots From A Woman Before He Can Legally Defend Himself.Whereas The Moment A Guy Move Toward Another Guy In An Agressive Manner,Buddy Can Start Whupping Ass.Blame The Women Who Insist That A Womans Responsible For Every Great Thing AMan's Ever Done, As If We Were Too Stupid To Do Anything For OurselvesBlame The Women Who Misdirect The Media So That The Great Majority Of FemaleCriminals Do Not Get A Spotlight In The MediaBlame The Women Who Decided That Because A Woman's A Woman She Shouldn't

Get The Death Sentence Unless She Commited Something Like Genocide. As IfPremeditated Murder Isn't A Good Enough Reason Just Because She Might Be Able ToSqueeze Out Another Couple Mouthes The World Doesn't NeedBlame The Majority Of Women For Saying They Want Equality When All They ReallyWant Is Revenge

Cyncial? Yes. Biased? Only If You Don't Want To Pay Attention To Human Social AndEmotional Interaction. Accurate? 100%

And Yeah, Blame Men For All We Do Wrong. Sure. Go For It. I May Be A Nice Guy,But I'm The First To Say I Can Be A Bastard. I've Got Flaws.

But Blame Yourselves Too Ladies, Blame Yourselves Too.

The Person Who Presents The Option Is As Much Responsible As The Person WhoChooses It.

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TruthCriminal Geniuses Are Hard At Work Seperating You From Your Money In ACompletely Legal Way As We Speak

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Got some changes to makeWhat Do You Do

when the stress builds deep,when there's too many secrets to keep.


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when there's too many doors in the back of your skull,when you've been fed so much your heart seems full.

will you find yourself, in front of the mirror.will you find yourself, seeing so much clearer.

All you can, all you can do,is do, do your best to hear it through.

What do you doif you find a path,if you have to consider, each and every aftermath.if your love started to fade,if your life was before you, and all the frame work laid.

will you find yourself, staring at the fascade.will you find yourself, trying to find god.

All you can, yeah all you can do,is feel it all on through

And hope you don't choke...hope you don't choke,yeah I hope you don't choke

what do you do,when their pain is too much,when they lose touch.when they're too deep inwhen they lose when they begin

will you find yourself, pulling their weight.will you find yourself, cleaning their slate.All they can, ohhhh all they can do,is hope you try, and hope you stay true.

And hope you don't slip...hope you don't slipyeaaaah they hope you don't slip.

what do we do,where no one else will walk,where everyone whispers, but no one can talk.where fear is breedingwhere the poor live in disease, and children need feeding.

will we find ourselves, on the other side of the street.will we find ourselves, avoiding eyes, of the people we meet.


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All we can do, yeaaaaaaah, alll weee cann dooooooooo...is not give in to the bitterness of deafeat

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I'm Still HereI'm here for the moment, in time,I'm here for the hopeless, the fear inside.I'm here for the feeling, so entwined,I'm here for the disolution, silence opens wide

I'm here for the part where, you change your mind...

The realization suddenly drives home, like the spike through the bone,you always end up all alone.The force brings you down and bends you back, you feel it's all gone too fast,

too much has been lost to the past.The Impact makes you break, you're heart aches and you begin to shake,you shatter when you think about your mistakes.You hate everyone you see, cause they all remind you of me,even though I'm the one you can't see.

But I'm still here....And I Always will be.

I'm here because of pride, standing in the rainI'm here because you enjoy, when I try in vain.I'm here because you deny, that brings me pain.I'm here because of the way, you're scared to make a choice someday.

I'm here till, I fade away.

The realization suddenly drives home, like the spike through the bone,you always end up all alone.The force brings you down and bends you back, you feel it's all gone too fast,too much lost to the past.The Impact makes you break, you're heart aches and you begin to shake,you shatter when you think about your mistakes.You hate everyone you see, cause they all remind you of me,even though I'm the one you can't see.

But I'm still here....And I Always will be.

Watching to keep you safe, I'm here,making sure I'm not too late, I'm here,


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giving you a choice to make, I'm hereto share you're fate...

I'm here...

I'm here...

I'm here...I"M HEREEEEEEEEEEEThe realization suddenly drives home, like the spike through the bone,you always end up all alone.The force brings you down and bends you back, you feel it's all gone too fast,too much lost to the past.The Impact makes you break, you're heart aches and you begin to shake,you shatter when you think about your mistakes.You hate everyone you see, cause they all remind you of me,even though I'm the one you can't see.

I'M STILL HEREEEEEE...

if you want I alway will be.

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AHAHAHAHAHABobs Annoying Self Pity: can you say stood up. story of my life man, story of my lifeBobs Lack Of Mercy: Well, no point in keeping her number.Bobs Deep Seated Need For Resolution: Well maybe I should text her and find out whathappened.

Me: Who the fuck are you guys and why are you talking in the third person in my head?

BASP: Oh don't mind us, we noticed a vacancy sign and figured it was a better place tostay than at Bobs.BLOM: Yeah whats the rent like here anyways?BDSNFR: Yo guys, did we even tell Bob we were leaving.BASP: We coulda done better than just leaving him a note.BLOM: He's lucky he got that much.BDSNFR: Plus I graffitied it all over the place in big balloon letters.

Me: Why did you decide to move in here?

BASP: Well we didn't think he needed us anymore.

Me: Whys that??


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BLOM: The doc said he was schitzophrenic so he commited suicide, thoughtless bastard.

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I Just Saw A Tag LineAnd it made me wonder.

Should sex be considered a sport.

If so...

1.How you would you make up a league or supervising organization?2.What would the different rules in the different matches be?3.Would you only require single people or would there be couples matches?

4.Would the participants still come out in jerseys?5.Would it be considered a contact sport?6.Would you need judges to score points?7.How many games in a season?8.What would the judges point scoring be based on?9.How much would you have to pay the players?10.Would colleges and communities start their own leagues?11.What would the age limits be?12.Would there be time limits?13.What would the playing field be or be made of?14.What would the referee's wear?15.Would there be referee's?16.Would their be penalties?17.Would there be penalty shots?18.Would streaking spectators still be hauled off to jail?19.Would you have free ticket give aways?20.What would the pay per view games consist of?21.Who would sponsor it?22.Would there be height or wait restrictions?23.Would their be player positions and titles?24.Would there be formations25.Would their be bonus points for tricks?

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Truth"There Isn't Much Difference Between Idealists And Revolutionaries. An IdealistsSpeaks His Mind And Is Mocked Then Ignored. A Revelutionary Speaks His Mind,Rouses The Mob, Gets People Killed And People Listen. Actually, I Guess There Is ABig Difference."


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TruthUnlike You're Brain Which Is Mushy And Soft, Unable To Produce Even The Slightest

Evidence Of True Wit, My Brain Is Sharp And Serrated, A Visceral Yet Urbane, HighlyDeragatory Reply Is In High Probability. Such As The Fact You Might Have To CheckThe Dictionary For Some Of The Words I Just Used._l_

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TruthPeople Are Very Confused As To What An "Emo" Person Looks Like. Real "Emo"People Don't Wear Shit Loads Of Make Up, Or Have Closets And Dressers Full OfFlashy, Tight Clothes.

The Fact Is You Can't Tell Real "Emo" People From Anyone Else In The Crowd. ThatsWhat Emo Is And Always Was.

The people and kids that everyone calls emo don't actually have a clue as to what itmeans to be emo. They follow a trend, a fad made popular by the media and otherpeoples judements of what should not be seen or worn in public. They moan and whineabout not being popular. They put on excessive amounts of make up even though they arenever on stage. They like to act like they know what love is about. They try to be artsy,but succeed only in being snobbier than any richy ritz or prissy princess wannabe outthere.

They bitch without reason to bitch. They make their parents break themselves onexpensive clothes that look like burnt rubber.

They are what the world has branded emo, as it is popular to do so.

Pop Emo's give real Emo a bad name.

There is nothing wrong with being emotive in your life or about the way you presentyourself. In being overly philisophical and goofy all at once. About being shy aroundwomen or men even though you can get anyone you want if you tried.

A real emo looks like you, and everyone or anyone else you've ever stood next to orbehind in a line up or elevator.

The only difference is how we think and feel.

You can't tell an emo by what we wear.

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And in todays world, no one bothers to find out.

Hence the lie in the fad, and the purpose behind that lie.

The media came to understand that the rejects of the next generation needed a label to beknown by, and so, the true meaning of the word emo has been lost, just as the context theword should be used in has been lost.

But thats generally fine by us, because unlike pop-emo's, who seek attention in theirevery movement, we're used to being forgotten. We're used to being that face in thecrowd you forget about less than a second later. And we enjoy it. It keeps label makingaristocratic wannabe's from interupting our lives.

We live for decadence of the soul, for mindless self indulgence in our expiriences. It'swhy we wake up in the mornings and go to work or school, even if we hate it and the

people who make it so hard to be who we are.

We live to better ourselves as human beings, and if you don't have any interest in us, or ifyou want to put us down, or compare us to these sick little kids and men and women whohelp make the world as shitty as you all think it is, then you're just putting down the oneideal that everyone should strive for as hard as they can whether they think they'll fail ator know they'll succeed at upholding it.

We live. We exist. We are emo. And you don't have any real idea as to what that meansunless you are too.

P.S a pack of smokes to anyone who gets this put in as an article.

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TruthAlways Hated, Never Anticipated. Been Faded, Too Bright To Be Jaded. Heart On ASleeve Illustrated, Never Gonna Be There 'Cause I Already Made It

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Cer Anifeileiddia Rhyw Dafad , 'ch Chotwm Asen Yn Caru Afr Hystlen Chythraul

" guten label , Ja klar , So Ja klar , Ich heie Hitler , Und Dies ist mein Bunt LebenTeilhaber Krapfen. Und Unserer Haustier Pudel Flaumig. Nun jetzt , Es ist mir bekannt ,


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Ich habe Bestand Die Gro Deutsch Volk Auer Beim Geratend Zu Sein Bunt Und EINJude , Geschweige denn EIN Scheie Maler Mit Tendenzen Zu Die Klischee , ZumeistWeil Ich mag Die Tchtig Des Wort. Es ist mir bekannt Ich bin Gehend nach AnkommenEIN Ananas Gestoen Rauf Mein Dummkopf Beim Die Gro Satan Dreimalig EIN LabelAls Ewigkeit. Und Es ist mir bekannt Ther Deutschen Wille Fr immer Sein Betrachten

Als Eingenommen , Einmal Verhat. Aber Jesuiten Christus Abhanden Krcke , Siesollten Hast gesehen Die Blicke Fort Ihrer Angesicht Wenn Sie Gefunden Raus Sie WartDasein Spieltet Als Rubeola. Welch ein Bund ber Aussetzen Und Schwachkpfig -Hosenanzug Sie sind. Komme Krapfen Goldig , Lt Fahren Bekommen Welche FeinDummkopf Sexualitt Hinter ICH Fuck Rauf Ihrer Portrt Wieder. Ach Und Sie BesserNicht Stehenlassen Die Gerbil , Wir Can't Blutig Ausfhren Beliebig Feltching Vonauen EIN Blutig Gerbil. So Wenn nicht Sie Wollt Mich Zu Scheie Fort Ihrer AngesichtICH vorschlagen Sie Ankommen Die Verdammen Gerbil. Ach Und Ankommen DieMaus Als Flaumig "

Oh god. Oh God!

Spectacular. Really. Just Spectacular.

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Stick To Your Guns 'Cause Their Clips Ain't Empty Yet,

Keep Your Mind On Your Tongue Or You Might Say Something That You Regret.You Know You Paid Your Bill But Ya're Not Quite Out Of Debt.

Left On Your Own You Pace Till Ya' Suits Stark With Sweat.Deaf And Blind To The Clues You Start To Place Your Bets.Keep Your Clips Ready And Draw A Deep Breath.They've Gots Guard Dogs With Loose Leashes That Have Been Improperly Fed.After All This Ya'll Pr'bably Wish You W're Long Buried, Asleep And Dead.

You Ain't No Spy, But You Play Cards,If You Think For A Moment It's What Got You Here In The Start.You May Drive But It Isn't Really A Car,The Brakes Don't Work And You'll Never Get Incredibly Far.You Never Get The Girl, It D'nt Matter If You Try Very Hard,

Ain't No Happy Ending For You, It's All About Ta Go Dark.

You Oughtta Best Stick Ta Ya Guns 'Cause Their Clips Ain't Empty Yet.

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Every Night Before The Day
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The world slips deeper into delirium with each new setting sun,How can anyone sleep at night,

Knowing all the days evil thats been done.

More and more people seemed to be born with fangs and forked tongues,Who can tell the lie,When it's there before the truth begun.

If by the by you hear this and you think astray,Then you might just see what's been right in front of your eyes,Every night before the day.

Fewer people with good hearts go to sleep every night

Everymorning they wake screaming for breath,With their eyes shut tight.

So many people take offense at the slight,What happened to manners,Just say excuse me it's considered polite.

If by the by you hear this, you might think astray,You might see whats been in front of your eyes,Every night before the day.

Why do so many childrens minds seem so dull and polluted,They should have so much more,It's true so don't try and dispute it.

We needed justice so we got judges and police,They were supposed to cure it all,But they just end up spreading the disease.

Please, you really need to hear this, you ought'ta think astray,I swear I'll make you see it,

Before the night gives up to one more day.

If by the by you hear this and you think astray,Then I'm sure you'll see the what's been right in front of your eyes,And the night will go away.
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How brain dead can you get?

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Friday, March 14, 2008 at 12:49am | Edit Note |DeleteI just heard that theres a bunch of scientists trying to figure out why the way the earthworks has changed so damn drastically.

Am I to believe that there is actual money being wasted on this?

Hours and hours of paper work for permits and licenses?

Does it really take the combined intellectual might of the world scientists to achieve thethought that it is US!!!! That WE are the reason the world is so fucked up?

And not just because of pollution, or the eco system. Fuck the eco system!!!! What goodis skin if the bones blood and muscle beneath is weak and the air in the lungs impure?

The world falls apart not just from your precious green house gases you fucking so called"Green Freaks". You're as short sighted as the ninnies and finks that run your bloodyworld!!!!

Dramatic shifts in tidal powers throughout the myriad bodies of water, lakes draining intothe ocean through new found water ways due to shift under ground from drilling, or hey,maybe the combined weight of a fucking city!!!Dollars to doughnuts the piece of japan with tokyo on it has sank at leat 5 feet in 10 yearsor less from the weight tokyo puts on that side of the island.

What about new york and the whole of the eastern sea board?You think vancouver island is going to stay above water for more than a couple hundredmore years the way it's population is increasing? You think it'll even be a fucking island?Or maybe just apart of a man made peninsula? Which do you think would have amoredrastic effect, the ocean rising above the top of vancouver island, or the weight of basiclya new land mass being redistributed over a few thousand kliks?

Or maybe the drilling and mining we're doing? how about that? The strip mining thatsends vibrations from explosions into the ground so deep that it shakes apart magmatubes underground causing random shit like mount helen.

The sheer combined weight of the human population plus all out combined rescourceswe've stripped from the planet would probably equate to the massive land bridgescientists theorize the dinosaurs, mammoths and eskimo's crossed over to get to northamerica.

The only reason the earth is fucked up, is because of us, to fix that, we need to remove
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the problem, to do that, we have two options, relocate the species, or off half the speciesat least. And seen as how last I checked genocide is the worst war crime possible, I doubtany one wants to vote for the latter over the prior.

All the things that make this planet work are fucked up because of us. I wouldn't be

surprised if the gravitational force that holds night, day, and all the other things that keepthis planet in line and in optimal operating capacity and condition is fucked up too.

And people who are supposed to be smarter than me are spending money better used forshit like A.I.D.S, cancer, food and shelter for the sick and truly debilitated, education tosee to it morons like these don't get government grants, better transportation, safer police,better trained and more loyal to the cause, people and country they uphold than a bookthey read once in awhile and don't actually pay attention too half the time, the protectionof endangered animals, the development of technology sufficient to get us off this rock(For fucks sakes, we can make dirt, Didd you hear that, we can make dirt, with that anduv lighting you could live on something like the titanice groing your own food) thereby

giving our planet a chance to heal itself naturally without our influences, the bettermentof victims of horrible disasters and crimes, better hospital care, better dental work, ocular,all the health and medicine sciences, on something that amounts to and is in essencenothing more than a bunch of people going around taking readings, seeing cool shit, andbasicly doing nothing much more than running around adventuring here or theresearching for some completely unfathomable clue as to why oh why the world I was borninto along side the rest of you ingrates, degenerates, suckers, noodle heads, ragamoffins,uprighter, down ramper, nose-in-the-air, ass-in-the-gutter whoawazats and nevawases isso fucked up!

Ladies and gentlemen, Boors and bores, Powers-That-Be-Whom-Look-Upon-Me-As-A-Small-And-Meager-Man, maybe, and this is just by chance, but maybe, you should quitwasting your time and get on with the show?I'm only giving the human race threehundred years after I die, if that, at this rate.

So you better hurry the fuck up and pray that the curtains farther away than it looks,either that or you're gonna have to find a way to draw out a plot climax without getting tostale and dry with it, not a task I envy really.

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So far untitled and to be continued

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It's all spinning so fast...Nothing but lines moving in front of me.
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It's all coming to one...Line between my feet.

It's not too much,It's never enough.

They're all without shape...Nothing but sillouettes without shadows.They're all so far behind...and I'm long gone down the road.

It's not that much,It can't be that tough

You can't make it all stop...It won't go away.

You've made it to here...So why can't you stay.

It all can't be that much,It all can't be enough.

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The pasts beside us, the present is torn.The futures unbridled, the chance's been born.We forgot the slightest, and stood the storm.

The divide is closing, we're at the start.

I felt the tension, even though I knew the words.I heard the passion, I saw the hurt.You knew the risk, but shut the door.You turned the light on, but shut off your heart.
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It's the final curtain, and my words have fled.The end is certain, but the paths not sure.We know we're here... now we know what for.

The past's beside us, the present is torn.

The futures unbridled, the chance's been born.We forgot the slightest, and stood the storm.

The divide is closing, we're at the start.

To be continued

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Here are the rules: Once youve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 20random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose 20 people to be tagged.You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, its because I want to knowmore about you.

1. I'm slightly narcisistic.

2. I'm fiercely loyal to those who take a hand in supporting me or taking care of me intimes of woe and deep depression.

3. I have an addiction to asking questions about irrelative matters and situations in the

midst of the irregular time and place.

4. I hate my name and the way most everyone pronounces it.

5. I consistantly ignore my own advice.

6. I'm often told my opinion and advice on any given situation is a priceless commoditywhen I'm supplied with all the known facts.
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7. I'm far more observant than anyone gives me credit for, I just have a bad habit ofdismissing things from my attention as irrelevant unless they pertain to my currentgoal/need in a given situation.

8. I weigh and measure chance and variables until the answer is apparent...and I'm anervous wreck.

9. I have proven myself to have a horrible memory for the just happened, but can pinpointalmost any moment after 5 years has passed.

10. I value my personal mobility above almost all other rescources.

11. I demand physical fitness in the face of weight gain adversity. I have muscles visiblein place they shoudln't be, and tendons made of steel wire. I will never weigh in at over155 lbs.

12. I'm odd in the extreme yet sometimes exude more common sense than some show ina life time.

13. I enjoy highly witty but ascerbic conversation. Yes, that means I like british humor.

14. I smile without apparent reason.

15. I ramble incoherently when surprised or nervous

16. I use alot of big words and people get offended, when really I just need to keep mycomprehensive level up if I plan to be a writer.

17. I fail myself as often as I succeed for the people I care about.

18. I randomly show up out of nowhere and abduct people for low to moderateadventures in order to fraternize socially.

19. I hate random polls and questionaires and chain mail in general.

20. I plan to simply dissapear around the age of 40.

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Today we remember

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But what do we remember.

When you throw a couple dimes in a poppy jar and pin it on, what runs through yourmind everytime you do it?

Did you have family in a war? And I don't care if you're from Canada or not. Country oforigin has no importance. I mean, even though there were evil Germans, there were quitea few who were just dupes, but were still patriots. Like it or not, whatever their causewas, they died for their country just like any Canadian could, would or should.

And if you had family, what do you really know about them, what did they do? InCanada there's only one Canadian veteran left who was in WW1. And I think 400 or sothat were in WW2. Out of a country of almost a billion people (once again I'm not sureon that number) only twenty five thousand men and women (once again unsure) can saythey have done any peace keeping missions or have become veterans in sorties andbattles.

So what do you know of you're family who is one of few who has held a shameful jobwith honor, because there really isn't anything good about being a soldier. I'm all forprotecting the innocent, but there is nothing glorious whatsoever of death. Do you knowenough about them to bring their view on that matter to the table?

And of those who don't have a single family member in their whole line who has everparticipated in any debate settle by arms, what do you remember? What out of all of itgrabs you, and holds in the moment that you pin on that poppy? How do you make theclaim that it means something to you, and how do you make the claim ring withconviction?

In my family there are several people who participated in WW1, and other wars after andbefore it. But I don't pin a poppy on because of them. They did somehting they believedmade a difference, and that is what distinguishes them. I don't pin a poppy on because I'magainst the waste of human life, and I don't put a poppy on to remember the ideals of myparticular country.

I don't wear a poppy for any reason that anyone else I know or know of wears a poppy.

And the conviction I wear it with is no less than any man or woman who fought in anywar.

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I'm Going To BURN It All Down

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I've Poured The Gas.

I've Lit The Match.

I've Watched The Fumes Gather.

I've Thought About The Risk For Far Too Long.

Now There's Nothing Left To Do, But Watch The Pyre Cleanse It All Away.

Time For The Disinfection.

Time For... THE BURN

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At any one time

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Something can happen in your life. Something that brings a new perspective, a newawareness of the limits placed upon you by yourself, by time, by pure chance. It could bea serious injury or illness. The loss of a loved one, or the addition to a family. Whateverthe sequence of occurences maybe, the effect is profound. It moves you while openingyour eyes to what might be if you don't change something.

. People expirience these moments on a daily basis at a rate that baffles most humanability to process these events. On the rare occasion, there is a sequence of these eventswhere minutes, days months and even years can bleed into one moment of lucid thoughtwhere the realization strikes home that this is what has happened, and so this is mustwhat happen, or you must fail and fall to nothing. More often than not, there are seperateoccurences where influential pieces of your psyche and mental being make choices basedon instinct and intuition. These choices are always based on what these portions of yourpsyche percieve as evident and fact, in your past, present, and future being, mental,emotional and physical.Some people handle these moments horribly, unable to bear theburden of their new awareness. When the time comes for the self to carry on along thecourse of the new set of occurences, brought on by adding the new perception to the ones

already gained or inherent in the self, there are those who cannot bring themselves tocommit to the new possibility/possibilities they unknowingly/subconciously pursue.Many become "lost in translation" in that they cannot find a way to continue to pursuethese new possibilities due to indecision, personal weakness, or mental stress incombining the perceptions witht he old. Some have "nervous breakdowns" and are setback years in personal growth by questions about themselves and their lives that they hadnever before had to contemplate.
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Fewer and far between are those who excel in their own personal sense once a set orstream of these occurences happen to them in their lives. However, if you observe mostof these, you will find it evident that they hunger either knowingly or subconciously forthese events to occur. Many fall into a spiral of mental monagamy, constanly gaining newperception, but wasting it by npt exacting from it all of it's potential. They lead lives that

they personally consider satisfactory, but in social circles are regarded as inadequate.Eventually when their hunger becomes so great for a new event that inspires a prfoundchange in themselves and in their lives and they come fewer and farther between, mostwill come to fear these occurences, and the changes and possibitilities the bring withthem. To satisified with what they find early on, some new truths are to hard for them tounderstand or accept and so they eventually turn away from the only thing that gave themdrive in the past, the subconcious reacting instinctively and intuitively to the mental self'ssense of satisfaction.

Even rarer still, are those who not only excel in the personal sense because of these

moments of growth, but also continue along the course set by the subconcious by theinstincts and intuition of the mental self. They do not chase these events, they do not seekmeaning from them. They wade through them, enveloped in a continuous sense of changeand growth, in only the areas and directions that the base of the self chooses, with orwithout their knowledge. Often times these people will lead fairly obscure lives, but willcome to their end whole and unafraid of what that end brings or signals. They feel deeply,for every moment, and everything that goes on around them, bu it is only evident in thedialation of their pupil, the quick and slow of their pulse. Few barriers in life hold themback for long, as a barrier always has a set parameter, and their ability to adapt to thesemoments and shoulder the burden of these monumental changes allows them to consumethose paremeters, and thus nullify that which impedes them in their personal excellence.

At any one moment, a set or stream of these events and occurences could happen

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