yes, the bloody knife used to have a name, but it carved it into the bone of the oldest landfill at the bottom of it all

sorrow.


has it.
i guess i've sort of sort of lost myself. my very being has come to an end, and the spirit has left. the leaf that hits the ground. i am whatever the neccessity might seem to be.

shapes and such, blood and paralyzed equipment. today has it, i'm all over scratching the bald chicken on to the deep voice of a pile of wood.

if it could talk, it would tell you to SGNjGS njdfs d j njdfk fj ea8798d8 jdif()/#)¤(jfdmskl.

why listen. i'm not able to process. the stuff has to be processed before i'm able to consume it.
build a storage, place me inside. provide me with a bigger sense of need.

water hasit, people has it. towards the end of probability. it has the meaning, it has the craving.
up on the hill, down on the water. spend your days counting every last cell of your being.

what does it tell you, is it written anywhere? why search for something that might not even exist.

the eyelid of humanity.

carve a whole heart out of your television. the matter has the same opinion, the matter has all the right meanings.

please take a turn for the worse, can't you just shut up and nod your head to the beat of my punching.
long lost fishingrod.

i want to make something new. i'm done playing at this level. i need to level up a notch or plenty. create? create. be creative. create something, anything. just make it yours, just make it count. it's all about math. it's all about human nature, it's all about what's going on in other peoples mind. you must not provoke negative thoughts in them, you must do whatever you can to keep your reputation clean and fucking brilliant. the impression has to be right, you have to fight for yourself. push your standards on others as they push theirs onto you. whose are they, anyway? whose standards do you really follow? are they already processed or do they originally belong to you? and, does it really matter..


no. no  no no no.

lukewarm health, passive minds.

fear the fear and help the helpless.
be brave but not too brave.
have a bright mind and a happy face.

don't act too fast, but act in time.
don't place a name upon something that isn't yours.

don't call people in the middle of the night and don't get frustrated when they do.

balance out the meaning of your life with others.
you stretch for a mile and feel the footsteps of everyone above you, walking passed, leaving impressions.

saturated fats and saturated minds. saturated people have their meal in the morning, have their go and end up infront of the television.

the ultimate goal.

hilarious. i laugh all the way and bliss hits me like a relapse.

dead bodies have lots of potential.