Politics and LSD

The Masonic imagery I see on my TV

Is rather deceiving

Believing media is free is a mentality

Only the dumb could succumb too

View the sheeple that make up the people

Of America who believe the hysteria

That terrorism cataclysm whose victims

Ended up seeing their own beings

Disintegrate into piles of waste

Then they retaliate against the imperial serial killers

Who pillage villages with soldiers whose gun holsters

Hold weapons that kill innocents in seconds

And show no remorse of course

Scary military infiltrating schools to create fools

That will become ill government pawns in the dawn of the NWO

This means the new world order, just so you know

Where the elites will make the weak obsolete

Then make the rest slaves to mind control and empty souls

Illuminati Nazis already infiltrated and devastated our media

Six major corporations filter all the information on your boob tube

General Electric, Walt Disney Company, News Corporation, Time Warner, Viacom, and CBS

This is why their views are no use for important news

And now they want to censor the internet sector, I wonder what will they think of next?

Now I’ll take a break from the political mumbo jumbo

And give you some abstract lyrical material, here we go

Reptilians riding deformed amphibians

Mining for obsidian to develop Ritalin

To control us all like the Branch Davidians

Lands of giants defiant to the prisms of prisons

That shows visions of undecided decisions

Pedestrians born through cesareans

And aliens abducting hicks that appear sick

When they reveal their ordeals

Pyramid of Osiris defy us and crucify the all Seeing Eye

Why try and lie to understand what the ancients wrote

In black sands that became molten lava

Probably created the island known as Java

Under the sea I see creatures

With extraterrestrial features in the extraterritorial vastness of the ocean deep

Where no light seeps just like the universe were cursed to live in

Pentagrams for your thoughts that you sought

In past days with x-rays that give way to the naysay

While the genetic heretic double helix that showed six

Information stations of procreation that exceeded elevations

Beyond a fond doubt, a bout with skull faced and laced night walkers

Stalkers of the miscreant sealants that cake cracked walls of bathroom stalls

I paint abstract states of the minds circumference to reference the neurons

That switch on whenever an endeavor creates letters that makes us feel better, whatever

Alcoholic Jane Doe

She rides the mourning whipping her hair to forget her lost causes

She pauses to see her left eye feeling numbed

Her face is covered in sweat

Is her feeling a constant threat?

I bet, so yet the heart of her dark desires lose

Lose to the booze of non-critical criticism

Of demeaning debauchery 

Drunken slobbers trying to stall the future she has set for herself

A wealth of fallen fates

With a death grip on her bottle

Passing out in dirty phone booths

Blacking out and waking up in obscure occasions

She’s gone along with her bloodied kisses

Lips that rip a man’s soul in half

Maybe the alcohol makes the sun rise in her essence

Finding bliss through poison

Her dreams are from a trashed mind

Doomsday One

The sun burns when the apocalypse strikes

Nights are infinite to the walking clouds of ash

From present and future generations

A magnificent scorching flame will burn across the plain

Grey smoke engulfs the planet whole

Suffocation from the carbon footprint

No sense of the time continuum that contains the black universe

More blurs of the central crossing pathways

That becomes obsolete in the head space

Doomsday Two

Megaton bomb falls on the terrain

Bringing acid rains and turning people into ashes

Or burning their shadows into the landscape

They can’t escape the dreaded light that melts the skin off their bones

And destroy their homes

Children on playgrounds disintegrate along with their jungle gyms

The mortal sins of the average layman no longer persist

As the skies turn black and life ceases to exist

A treacherous death for the ones that can’t make it to the bomb shelter

She felt her spirit rise to the heavens when the nuke dropped at eleven

A whole civilization killed and impossible to rebuild

LOST TIME

Will I ever see you again?

I ponder

And ponder

A build up of rushed feelings

Whenever I hear your voice

Or feel your touch

In my dreams

Communication between us

Has been lost

Indefinitely

Hoping everyday you will come back

Either planned or by surprise

Oh how I wish we could be together again

Just one last time

EX

Something

I can’t seem to forget

Is your face

I loved you

But pushed you farther away

So what did I expect to happen?

A sudden change of heart?

I wish we didn’t rush things

Now I feel like a broken man

Trying to get over you

But I can’t find the strength

I wonder

How long will this insanity go on?

Months past

And loneliness increases

As I drift from you

Passing by

Not acknowledging your presence

Wish that we

Are still talking again

But I missed that chance

MENTAL LOVE BLUES

In my head

I create scenes

Scenes of us

In unspeakable situations

Where I love you

And you love me

However, this love

This fantasy I created

Will never come true

Because I know you don’t love me

Whenever a woman shows any signs

Of liking me

I tend to take it to the extreme

To fill this tear

In my being

With some feeling of love

I know I am loved by many

But there is nothing

Absolutely nothing

Like being loved by someone

Who loves you for just you

Not for your money

Not for your cars

Not for any of your material objects

But just…you

LEFT A MESSAGE

Haven’t seen you in a long time

I hope you’re doing alright

The last time you called me

Was with a hint of pain in your voice

I asked what’s wrong

But you avoided the question

And continued our conversation

After about an hour

You said something to me

That I will never forget

In a delicate whisper

You gave me an ultimatum

Either I will always love you

And stay with you till death

Or go on with my life

And never hear from you again

I paused for a moment

Not sure of what I just heard

Then you hung up

Haven’t heard from you since

And it’s been 2 years…

False leaders

Sanded corridors

Of phantom shadows

Who whiteout the real

Giving fakes a leg to stand on

Maybe he will have sympathy

For enriched culture

Instead of resources

But he’s an elitist

So that’s a doubt

Stoned king

Riding through the fortress

Horse on hand

Bong ripped through nebulas

He’s seen the world

Through faded lands

Riding horses on hand

Fortresses on hand

Bong ripped through nebulas

He’s seen the world

Through faded lands

Loving black hearts

Loneliness is how

The average work

I still can’t fathom

Her choice in my

Dark ways

The angels can stop me

But the devils can’t

Worship deep graves

But lie about the real living

An irony no one but me

Can understand

Urban angels

Black masks cover the faces

Of the sinful

Shattered nails run amok

Dead wings fall on the pavement

Cinderella stories from the false poor

Fall leaves crumble

On cracked sidewalks

The story of the month

From short haired broads

That lose

From your lack of affections

Nothing stops these days

It’s a matter of love or loss

Sweet talker

She brings me another flavor

Of pleasure through whispers

Too many times I’ve regretted this

But tonight is the night

Become another aspect of my mind

Not my quirks and annoyances

Its how the mentality works

Function as a predetermined time bomb

Ready to go off whenever

It’s how the slaves rest

Not a matter of time

But when?

EAR CANDY

On the split of external spirituality

Not feeling what she gives me

A great night with the boys

Woman, sweet woman, give me the same

A music so soulful, what would I know

Go with the flow

Woman, sweet woman

A frustrated mess

Please go in calamity

Give me a moment, to collect my thoughts

Give me a moment, to collect myself

No ones around, go in my mentality

Sing me a sweet tune

Broken Cerebellum

Dream worlds of scorn

Untimed judgment

Major stress, unimagined stress

Without end

She creates mental walls

Scarred by expectations

Smudges her makeup

To mimic true beauty

Extinction

Trees burn down

In other inflections

Black holes mount

To wipeout civilizations

True dark courses

Is how they imagined a true death

A major struggle

Funneled through clouds

Of polluted rains

Dissected love interest

Ordinary is life

Ordinary is strife

She’s fucked

Like dinosaurs stuck

In tar pits

A framed livelihood

Bound to urban decay

Her eyes pierce through me

Her lips quiver to see her life

With me

A touch of her true dreams

I’ve been tied for too long

Blindfolded by the sins

I should be her comfort

Before evening hits

Shredding the rays

Please be my pillow

To rest on forever

But the chains are rusted

So she has no need

To find a future with me

Sad days