The Promised Land

Gone is the day in which we all live
And time is beckoning but our hearts are set
In our dreams is where we all lift
Our spirits seem to be all that we need

All of our pain seems to fade away
Marks of sin break our hearts no more
Brothers and sisters are lost in dismay
And I depend on your love in defense

Trust in me and I will hold your hand
As I shape us the promised land
Trust in me and I will kiss your hand
And the world will embrace our strand

A ghost in the wind leaves me comforted
As a fiery sky descends upon all man
Before time began we would mourn for the dead
Yet a timeless peace seems to be all I need

What is our link to the foreign lands
See all we can see before it's all gone
Grasp your boundless dreams in demand
Our spirits seem to be all that we need

Trust in me and I will hold your hand
As I shape us the promised land
Trust in me and I will kiss your hand
And the world will embrace our strand

Take it to my Grave

Burning my pages!
And you're sadistic!
My birthright is disgraced
By your burning malice!

Twist my fall from death
As it is me you defile!
A sick vile agenda
Which you seek to fulfill

At the behest of me
And my loved ones
Whom you forsake with
Brazen persistence

Burning my pages!

Fuck my name
Grim mistake
Raped in vain
Grim mistake!

Burning my pages!

Cowardice you illustrate
A bias against my name
I harbored no scorn
Yet you are my thorn!

Damned in death
Far in debt

Cowardice you illustrate
A bias against my name
I harbored no scorn
Yet you are my thorn!

Fuck my name
Grim mistake
Raped in vain
Grim mistake!

Burning my pages!

Burning my pages!

The Idea of a Utopia is merely a Pipe Dream (POLL)

You may know of people who, for whatever reason, indulge in fantasies of peace among mankind. You know, a Utopia, where everyone gets along, and there are no clashes of ideas or beliefs or interests because, somehow, there are no separate ideas, beliefs or interests. Perhaps it's different from that; perhaps it's because ideas, beliefs, or interests don't clash with one another. But there's one problem with that...

That will never fucking happen.

Where is the logic in this pipe-dream think-tank? Sure, it's peachy and people don't tend to like conflict (at least in their active consciousness that they mostly control), but people have conflicted with each other ever since the birth of man. Conflict is part of survival. It's in nature. You and I, and every organism on this planet, is in a conflict to survive. It's perpetual. And this "conflict" comes in many, many forms. We think we're the most conflict-ridden creatures on the planet but that's only because we understand ourselves the most. But I digress.

The point of this post is not to be some philosophically tinged rant, but to ask you, my reader, what you think of this fucked up, rather boring as hell idea that humans can somehow coexist peacefully.

Remember, we don't all think alike. Sure, since we're a social creature (which is a weakness in some cases, and a strength in others), we mostly conform to a group-mind; but we're never truly like someone else. The physical and mental connections in our cognitive processor, or our "brains", are never the same because of countless factors, and as long as those countless factors continue to affect us, we'll never be the same. And I'm glad for that. For example, I don't want anything to do with organized religion. I find the shit to be reprehensible because it, for the most part, is against individual thought and action. No, Christianity doesn't care for YOUR fulfillment in life, because it is about governing how you live your life, and pleasing some unexplainable, unprovable god thing in the sky somewhere that apparently created everything in the universe (but somehow fucks up with our anatomy, as a tiny example, in many, many ways).

So here's the poll question:

Would you truly relish the idea that humans can coexist peacefully, without any conflict in whatever form amongst one another, and make it last?

Here are your options ladies 'n' gentlemen:

1) Yes, I in fact believe in this idea that all humans, present and future, can coexist amongst each other peacefully and without any further conflict.

2) I think it is possible (REQUIRES THOUGHTFUL EXPLANATION)

3) No, I don't see it happening any time soon -OR- No, I know about human nature, and the nature of everything that lives on this ever-changing blue-green rock, and how conflict has always, and will always be necessary for survival.

Please respond by comment. I'd really like to know how many of you believe in this (IMHATOO) silly idea, are not sure about it, or are in fact in opposition to this idea.

Basking in Adrenaline Bliss

I shatter the skies with my all

Only dreams are made of this

And as the air caters to my fall

I bask in adrenaline bliss

My hopeful tears begin to fall

Which I do not sorely miss

All my good life on this blue-green ball

Is a gift I shall surely kiss

A passageway has opened

Into a comforting blue blanket

Then this wondrous peace ends

As the lively sun sets

And in my mind I amend

With each chance I get

When I can bask in adrenaline bliss

And my hopeful tears begin to fall

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I'm All Alone

It's just me & me

And I'm all alone

There's someplace I must be

And I'm not going

There's nothing that you'll find

In my mess of a life

Only pain and tears

Bundled up through all these years

I know that you dream and

I'm so sorry

But nothing I can be or do

Will end this sad story

In my life it's hard to find

A way to end this inner strife

Just leave me to rot here

I'm already wallowing in fear

It seeps through me

And what I used to be

Is hidden beneath

A sheet of utter loathing

I've set up a smoke screen

It's nothing you've not already seen

And all the love you've felt

Seems to have died and welt...

Away

Leave Me Alone

Dreams Are Gone

It's just me & me

And I'm all alone

I'm still being me

And I'm all alone

I've killed it for me

And I'm all alone

I just want to end this dream

But I'm all alone

WisdomEye

Don't dream of the never
Just dream of the ever
It might seem to be forever
Yet things burn away in embers

All lifelines are shaped
Not by design or fate
Only by choices made
And the quarrels faced

An eye on the path
A hand on the task
Fit for one's life dance
A joy to behold & prance

Winds of time revitalize
Birth and end all the time
One hears a moment's chime
Thus a quest is visualized

Everything at last satisfies
The limits of life one defies
Wisdom eye sees all time
And one hears a moment's chime

Don't dream of the never
Just dream of the ever
It might seem to be forever
Yet things burn away in embers

Mad

Is it a sickness or a malign gift?

You feel your mind in line

No remorse for the lives you sift

But to you it is not a sign

You won't realize that you're not alright

You're running out of time

Do you feel it teeming? It's your might

And you always feel that you are right

You're mad

It's no trick, feel your inner psycho break

You're mad

There's no dreaming, just a mental leak

You're mad

Inner feelings and you're contemplating

You're mad

You feel a freak and you're oh so scheming

You're mad

No concern for the people at stake

As your luck would have

You can't take it, your inner psycho breaks

You can't cry or laugh

Live the high life; it's all a fantasy

A healthy soul you'll never be

You're out of your mind and yet you see

The monster inside that you'll always be

You're mad

It's no trick, feel your inner psycho break

You're mad

There's no dreaming, just a mental leak

You're mad

Inner feelings and you're contemplating

You're mad

You feel a freak and you're oh so scheming

You're mad

There's no escaping

The life you're living

You live a life you're almost dreaming

You serve the man

It's not truth you demand

You have a hand in goring the land

You're mad

You're mad

You're mad

You're a mad man

It's no trick, feel your inner psycho break

You're mad

There's no dreaming, just a mental leak

You're mad

Inner feelings and you're contemplating

You're mad

You feel a freak and you're oh so scheming

You're mad

You're a mad man