illl give you your be social! you bastards! you children! you freaks!

here! heres what i think of your social! you idiots.

you scripted fools, you puppets of dogma, you proper little monsters, is anything real anymore? is anything even worth it?

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MAYBE IM ANTISOCIAL BECAUSE I DONT LIKE ANYOF YOU! maybe your too far below me! maybe im sick of looking at your smiles and knowing its all lies!

i hate you all! you dare insult me! you dare inpune my honour with those traditional suggestions?

WHERE is the CLOCK? WHERE is teh TOWER?

when is the time in passing forced us out of this dance of waste?

oh fools! you know not , you feel not your prison of expectations. how dare you try to force your ill burden upon me!

you know not the love acosted by these rituals!

cowardly idiots! here is what i think of your invitation to a social hell!
Unknown "the wrong guy" Lonely - 16 years, 2 months, 3 days ago

this pain is useless,
filthy scorn within the mother of hope, and shame.
she must hate us

it is our fault, her idle love and care.
and all that she prepares is lost again.
with the pain,
to reminde
my monsterous abstenance prevents.

and i try , to confide,
how could i invite another to take my rightfull place, that space that in its emptyness should stand.

i am a man.
and though i evict her, she'll not be gone.
until her deeds are done.
Unknown "the wrong guy" Lonely - 16 years, 2 months, 7 days ago

I have held this anger inside myself, but now I think I will let it out, if it has managed to survive. Normally, anything that enters my conscious, or sub, is held, vice fast to my heart… it is taken under this skin to the very center of me, and it cannot help but mutate and change into something beautiful. I have done this for so long that I hardly realize I am doing it anymore. Today I received a very interesting piece of anger. I wished to study it, but work in a stressful environment is not the best setting to harbour ill feelings. So I balled it up, I pushed it down for later… so im searching… im looking hard inside but I cant find it.. I think I killed it. Go me! But now I have lost the interesting piece and cannot understand it . well, I do have some memories from our time together… let me think… it was frustration, not surprisingly, and more, indignation, the tendency toward self defense interrupted by the knowledge of the detrimental effects of insolence upon the employee. Or something along those lines. Yes that seems right… but I almost want to be able to feel it again so I can dissect and catalogue it. It is beautiful, in a destructive way. As is revenge…… I think were alone now, you and I, I think were alone in the universe tonight, I know you can feel it, your already there, asleep underwater, just screaming for air…….. anyways… I sometimes resent my distance from these beautiful things… it is the love of all creations that stops me. I say, no anger, you have harmed my friend before, for that I no longer trust you, you may not live here. And I kill it. but this is not revenge, I do not want to hurt anger, just defend the world from it. I do respect it though, but prefer it to manifest itself more responsibly, for instance, why would anger lend itself to drunken idiots? They don’t only hurt themselves, sometimes people worthy of life get in the crossfire.








All in all, I would have to say, anger is destructive, it almost tried to convince me to get myself fired… I would have me in prison and never to return from… so that is why I do not trust it. I am relatively envious of those who are able to tapp into anger and use it wisely… the truth is,,, for most people, anger comes in, and wisdom leaves( they don’t ge along very well)



Unknown "the wrong guy" Lonely - 16 years, 2 months, 27 days ago

i serve them as the preist
and they are my confessors,
they shake their tales at me.

one overindulgent cardinal,
spills seeds and sin my way.
green gluttony or greed goes sour-
and i chew and grind his story. -i am sorry
for the little ones he lead astray.

those sweetly shreikig reds-
long jaws ffrozen in their disbelief.
sway to the dance of fright- this one sheds
her stem, her stock, her leaf!
and cries out, arms thrown tall.
she crawls to my knife- the steely wall,
the others wail their greif to me.
they wish my garden's theif to see,
pay whitness to their fall.

i'll be the sacrificial preist,
those who wish for death, and they
who least- deserve the lie that lingers.
they tell tales, i listen and prepare.
the ssecret lives of peppers.
Unknown "the wrong guy" Lonely - 16 years, 2 months, 28 days ago

i had to make a descision, because the two options were fighting in my consious.... keeping me up at night, driving me to dirstraction... so i created a choice...

a) to be a good and odedient christian...

b) to be a good and loving person...

one may argue that these two states are relatively similar, but having lived with both for over a yearnow, i have a different verdict... although generally supportive of eachother, tese two are strangely intolerant, and the possession of a host body by one excludes the other. the turmult of cohabitation can destroy the host altogether, casting both parties into the cold, so they must duke it out until one or the other emergesd the victor... us as the subject bodies afore mentioned can do much to aid one particular side... and i have decided to throw my weight in with the good and loving person.

good and loving person felt so wonderfully welcome that it invited it's very good freind, non-denominational-hippie-christian to stay. i said, micasa et su casa...sp? because good and loving person was always so kind to me, until good and obedient christian came around that is.

so im am still working out some eviction kinks... and there are some tenacy issues... good and obedient christian is not leaving as effectively as ai would like, but non-denominational-hippie-christian is getting together with free spirit and rebel (though it is a bad influence, it is scary enough to get the job done, so i let it out of prison for the weekend) to hhustle good and obedient christian along and out. i hope it works.

so unltimately, i have chosen to sacrifice my sence of spiritual security on the faith that god is cool, in order to be a good and loving person, which good and obedient christian was preventing... i want to be the change i want to see in the world... to make a difference here, while i can... i hope god understands, i still do love it, maybe even more so. holy bible! there are crackers in my soup!
Unknown "the wrong guy" Lonely - 16 years, 3 months, 20 days ago