Passion! The Key To Satisfaction

Passion! what is your participation no! I don’t harbor any condemnation. Within the cynical’s perception will you respond with truth or discretion? I say it’s idealistically intuitive for the emotionally immature it’s not relative. unattainable by the dullards who are diminutive obviously, it’s not imperative. Neither animal nor vegetable those who lack it call itContinueContinue reading “Passion! The Key To Satisfaction”

Give Up Your Thrown You Have No Home

I do not fear the sting of doubt shimmering in the reflections of the unknown I concede not to an authoritarian tone with the intent to unseat a man from his throne A signature tune the semantics in sanctions benign! it’s true pronunciation call it castration They rattle to render their validity UN-submissive you will feel theContinueContinue reading “Give Up Your Thrown You Have No Home”

Confess! Activist, Socialist, Protagonist, Masochist, Methodist, Or Misogynist

Confess! curse the creed  the commodity of truth cowards, consenting conspires! The deafening discourse agonizingly saturating the layers within sadistic desires.   A tender twinge of wince The saddle-sores of a neurotic stitched reality ever since Bogus blubbering buffoons babbling the hearsay of hecklers, hushed harmony now hammering   The rants in their raised raspyContinueContinue reading “Confess! Activist, Socialist, Protagonist, Masochist, Methodist, Or Misogynist”

Behold The Fool’s Gold

The eyes are but shallow vials  beneath? the hollow cravens of empty souls The rouse! this reverberating rubbish whimsically resonating that within truth unfolds   Timid fools tight-lipped transmissions of fiction surname in a twitter tweet right before conviction Venting anger their venomous vernacular vibrates their unsung hero’s utterance before he capitulates Wagging tongues wailingContinueContinue reading “Behold The Fool’s Gold”

A Sin To Begin Tragic At The End

Mum’s this mythic muse inaudible harmonics in articulated interpretations When wisdom concedes dubious foul-mouthed fracas before confusing speculations   Feeling the wear and tear time scrapes and scolds weathered skin breaks in the cold The surreal symphony of syllable never said at death a life in review never once had I said I love you. ContinueContinue reading “A Sin To Begin Tragic At The End”

The Configuration Of Stagnation

Sandymans Quote: “Those stalled by reservation mired in their own hesitation will concede to this unreasonable rationalization unknowingly provoking a serious elevation yet never trivial is the realization you will be diminished by your lack of participation.”

Staying In Touch Cost So Much

In staying in contact with family and friends a pact with the devil now let the games begin. Facebook, Snap-Chat, Instagram! theirs no end Myspace to Twitter tweeting Whats-App’s sins. Cookies tracking data mining you bite your tongue hackers through the back door now comes the fun. The billionaires before Congress who they will payContinueContinue reading “Staying In Touch Cost So Much”