Reap it, Bitch.

If you will excuse me, I must let someone vent a bit.
Seems there is this stupid iguana-eyed small minded and large assed bitch
Who can’t help herself and be anything but a hindrance to happiness.
Can’t make the smallest effort toward co-operation,
So, without further ado, a mini rant:

I want you to just remember that no matter now bad of a person you say I am, you were never good enough for me. I never respected you, and you must have no self respect for how you allowed yourself to be treated. Your pathetic and obvious ploys to keep me have failed, and now you are hopelessly holding on to the last vestiges of control you mistakenly think you have.
You are fucking up the one thing you have a chance to do well. To be right about.
But you can’t fight your nature to lie to yourself, and to get mad at others when they show you reality doesn’t go with your fucked up view.
And when this part of your life slips away, cause it will, you will be even more alone and messed up than you where when this started.
All you had to do was not be a bitch, and you could have taken a big step into the world of adults and sane people. But you aren’t ready for that.
You have never been anyone’s first choice. Ever. Everyone that you think cares about you calls you crazy and laughs at the stories about your latest spastic actions.
You piss me off, but mostly because you waste the time of people important to me.
A heart felt Fuck You.
I don’t let that out enough. My true feelings. That is because I am being mature. The bigger man. But I have limits, and since only you will really know I am talking to you, then this is a safe outlet.
Anyone else reading this will, at worse, get a good laugh, at best, maybe feel their own needed release from something similar.
Keep being fucking crazy. Keep being a fucking bitch. I will laugh at you in the end.
Life is too good and short to let this crap affect how I smile and how I love. So, I will let a bit out now and then this way.
Deep down, I hope you will never even see this, as it is embarrassing that this is how it has become.
But, fuck it, and again, Fuck You.

Big Bad Red

 

There is hot red heat, rolling around 
Behind our thoughts and eyes.
In each of us.  
That smoldering love lava.  
If you deny it, it waits.
It will find a way out.
Some give it too many checks and locks.
Some let it flow free.

 

A happy ground of pleasant radiation.
Without too much scorching
Is the middle to aim for.
The worse though, is those that have failed
To admit their need for Touch
Bringing scorn on We that Burn.
The fires will get them all. 
One day.
You can’t live in the lonely cold.

Adam In Chains

Do you want to be hypnotized
All you have to do is move your body
In what ever way feels comfortable for you
Just let yourself sink into the groove
And move
Fix your eyes on a spot
It doesn't matter where
Just fix your eyes on one spot
And begin to relax
Feel your mind and body
Beginning to wind down
Wind down, wind down and relax
If you have any thoughts
Just let them drift through your mind
Like beautiful clouds
Across a clear blue sky
Just through your mind and away from you
Through your mind and away
As you relax
Deeper, deeper and deeper relax
Just let go of stress and tension
Let go of worry and doubt and relax
Imagine a staircase standing in front of you
With ten, wide, safe, stairs
Down, down to a perfect relaxation
Down to peace and contentment
Down towards the happiness that you deserve
And as I count down from ten
Take one step with each number
One step down
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Deeper, deeper, deeper relax
That's it just let go and relax

Listening to The Reflex!

Happy sweet madness is only a Fuck It away.
Can’t go that way! The poop will remain, waiting, cause only the truly insane get to 
Stay there. Over the rainbow. Past the rings. Where the sun don’t Die.
Nope. Got to rotate with the world.
Just a little more trying. Fixing things. Making things better.
How do things change so much? How is it that life can move so sideways?
There is nothing good right now which doesn’t have some bit of crap attached to it.
Luckily though, none of that crap is bad enough to win.
So the trick is to ride it out. Wear it out. Wait it out.
Not the usual upbeat, I know. 
I wonder if the usual has changed.
Either way, the path remains the same.
So step, wild children. Step strong.
The ones of low minds can only annoy.
And that, only if they are allowed.
They can never really Do Anything.

Just a post of Chicks

Sure, I can help ya Mister. No, it ain’t a silly question.

Damn. If only more people wondered about it. What a world then, eh?

Just so that you know Mister, it ain’t always been this easy.

Oh, sure, it was never really all that hard. Even in the old days.

But the difference is real. Just not real important. Haww hawww.  

Just a joke Mister. No need to get all sharp.

Like I was saying, these days, the Magic just seems to show up.

Really. Things just sort of happen.

I couldn’t give you an example, cause that just ain’t the way with Magic, see?

But you don’t even need someone like me to show ya

Cause YOU can see it, if you know how to look. Or, sort of Not Look, really.

When we look, we already have an idea what we will be seeing.

Can’t really help it. It’s normal. But it can be fooled.  

So, what I am saying, is next time you is out in the streets

Go to a dark area. A dirty area. A forgotten area. That is where it’s easiest.

And look into that dark at the end of the alley. But don’t go looking to see the end, see?

Try to see Nothing. Harder than it sounds, trust me.

Now, Mister, you got an extra one of them cigs?  

Thanks. Now beat it.

Going Away Again

In dreams we do so many things

We set aside the rules we know

And fly the world so high

In great and shining rings

If only we could always live in dreams

If only we could make of life

What, in dreams, it seems

Who would win: Elric vs Red Sonja?

From the minds eye

To the printed word

The fantasy and the creations

Flowing into my imagination

Shared with friends 

Or needed alone

Soon on a screen near you