time.
that which toys
that which fades
pray
save us all
before you fall
mind.
houser of our souls
hive of our will
pill--
please cease the war
seize the pain,
kill the masses.
that's what all this
is about, right?
citizens of a totalitarian
utopia, not so utopian
we are the vision of perfection.
our will to defeat
our will to conquer
our will to destroy
shall soon lead us to smiles
to happiness
to impending JOY
despite what we slaughter.
we, the will of GOD
shall create the plague for Him,
shall fill the air with
locusts,
rivers and oceans with
blood and oil, oh precious oil;
for bush, you ingenious man
shall be the 2nd rider from the gates
you are the glorious, the red,
definer of JUSTICE
bringer of death.
you shall lead all into
war and fame, oh we the infamous.
mars/aries shall watch
and REJOICE
their reign has returned;
i can certainly weep
as i laugh at the irony.
thought process
there's no time to pray;
the hands dance too fast.
take the pill to cease the mind
cease the will, so
it cannot be surrendered
take me now.
take me within your arms
and hold me with all your might
just so i might cry
&void my eyes of existence.

...we won't be here long...
love, death is...
a beautiful thing.


"It is probable that over 100,000 people were killed in Afghanistan as Bush rolled into that land to avenge 3,000 American deaths." --John WorldPeace

"A quart of wheat for a denarius, and three quarts of barley for a denarius; but do not harm oil and wine!" --The Horsemen, Revelation 6: 1-8