It's Harmless

I'm foreign this trial
Fucking flowers stuck in sin
To the Prince proper or 'Little' and
Damn it! I see it!

And this poem rhymes
Too scrawny for power but
Too fat to love her and
Nothing ... but nothing ...

Will take the pyrite out of the hulls
Of ships made of gold with even golder souls
Or help me understand this play-at-arms-length
To break the ice between me and Brecht
Or stop me from smiling despite the fact
I think this act will kill me though I don't know how
And stop this search engine powered sweet-fuck-nothing
To stop you from loving me now

I don't post finished material, its weird, but I guess I post stuff whenever I feel like its enough for here.

Things that Nietzsche never talked about/Live Through Thus

Plants not sins up in a park, but if Jesus can't love some I've no doubt,
If he won't then I promise them I will.

I don't like the term "political correctness", its not politics, only being a decent human being.

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Post Script: Live Through Thus

I'm writing a term paper, I'm almost up to page 18, ~5300 words. I probably have about two dozen windows and tabs open and its very claustrophobic in a digital way. I haven't painted in over a week, I haven't seen my girlfriend in almost a week, and I miss her terribly. My ass hurts, my hair sucks, I wish I was dressed better, and I'm sick and tired of Subway sandwiches but I have to eat them again later today.

*A shoutout to CSUN by the way, thank you for providing a cacophany of delicious healthy vegetarian/vegan alternatives to your everyday choices of Burger King/other fast food. Thanks to you and your attention towards a healthy lifestyle, I've gained thirty pounds since leaving highschool.

My hands are always cold from being in this room, my eyes hurt from staring at this radiated screen, I haven't been outside very often, and I haven't seen anyone in awhile.

I asked a boy if we can make out yesterday in front of this jesus-nut at school, he turned me down. After that I had Subway [fucking again] (but to my credit I had tomato soup to break the monotany), and after that I went to a feminist symposium.

Today I just want to go see my girlfriend, I've been looking at old pictures of her and us whenever I couldn't stand to think about Joseph Nye or John Meirsheimer another moment.

I'm just frusterated, its not a big deal when I take everything into account, but that doesn't make me want to break-out any less.

Arishadvargas that spill today.

Forgive me that I've used it for reasons that aren't holy
But for a person so pretty
And I so uninteresting and just not
The psalms of the Gita helped to friend them online.
I can't think of any other way to use it.

The Anti-Guru

I can't explain and I can't tell
When or whether I
Am disconnected completely
Or completely connected
They both seem the same.

I sometimes forget she has bones.

Everytime I think of the skeleton that is in her body
I remember that one day that is all thats going to be left
Everyday I remember this
And it never becomes any easier the realization

Aquarium

The shapes of us standing in front of the aquarium make us more human
By the contrasts of light and biology
I can only see your form, your silhouette
And by the sharks it is a most welcome sight

You Guessed It...Shewolf

[Work in progress]

Title is reference to a conversation me and Ryan had about Megadeth, it doesn't have a meaning and its stupid, it was just the first thing I could think of.

I read that

All things considered, there is a neutral condition
You neither are, or aren't, or isn't, or will (not).
The epic of Ford motors is the only mythos we have
All others are in lieu of Warhol's pictures he made

Again world war has started
And again the world war is over
Here I am, feeling
Conditioned from flamethrowers
Leave me alone! Alone we're fine
Until I look in a mirror, this body is not fucking mine
Again world war has started
And again the world war is over
Here I am, feeling
Conditioned from flamethrowers

So what posseses someone to light animals on fire?
And how can I be sure that Krishna is not a liar!?
A worldly war, fucking wordy worldly war!
If one is coming let them settle that score.

Things can get dangerous when you're serious about philosophy
That makes me think that Cronenberg feels the same as me
How much weight on me will those bullets add?
Its a dumb question but its the only one I have.

A Dozen Songs From The John Wayne Gacy Choir Couldn’t Make Him Uncomfortable.

And what, say cherie?
Does that frown mean on your t-shirt that says,
He’s the most ammoral fuck that she’ll ever see

Not speaking of a James Bond actor
Because he's the only one good enough to hold an opinion
That's worth half a fuck when he holds that shit to a candle

And he...

Hoping his friends would kill themselves so
There can be that pain without
Having any marks on his own fucking
Neck that must stay fixed

For fun, he won't kill his friends but he kills dogs.
So what can I say to this guy that
I know I understand
But it scares me that I do

Well, no, I can always pretend that I don't.

Theres a dozen songs from the John Wayne Gacy Choir that couldn't make him uncomfortable

So why should it I?
It doesn't creep me out.

But its cool, I'm fine, don't ask.

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I won a writing contest, I am a writer!

Also the title is inspired by a conversation I had with Damian Abraham from Fucked Up, he said I should use John Wayne Gacy Choir as a band name, didn't fit with what we sound like buuut I liked the ring of it so I wanted to use it somehow.

Oh Shitter, Please Please Me.

Shifty shitter please do me this

Cut my cock off and say I am one of you

Otherwise I cannot learn

And move on, my comrades are next.

Delusional it might be

As someone obssessed with time travel

I cannot look uglier drinking my soda

Well actually I'm pretty fucking out-of-shape

And I can't trust them to be honest.

So that is why you wear black, huh?

Your an invisible kid.

I Feel A Nostalgia for Communistic Things

Baby, this was a philosopher's war,
So it wasn't easy.
Not in ending,
Not to begin
Yes we're lamenting, this was a tough war to win.

Writing Books For Karen O

Its agreed that...

The mind is a reiver and the cleaver a bridge,

But if cleavers make canyons why did mine make a ditch?

Don’t try to talk slowly, was the one thing I learnt
I’m smarter, but whats harder, not what’s inside her shirt

Yeah I am sorry, but you can't have a look
And do you know how hard it is to write a whole fucking book?
Well I am hungry because being full is wrong
The carrots taste worse as you eat it along
So, shit...
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Back? Well that cracks for me

And he's such an art star!

He can’t tell the difference between a book
And the 'going postal' scene

For lunch there is Thanatos, not lest

He’s such a fucking Godot-esque

Man, it’s funny but it’s true

Existentialists can only serve you so far

Wait, what? But yeah though, I didn't hear
And that year! And that hair! And that air!
I'm starting to sound like a teenager
But fuck me if I stop to care

And would my asshole friends act the same?

Playing gone/there games

When he meant sexism and in all honesty

He probably did.

Like those people that believe Darwin was wrong,

But not for religious reasons.

And now I don't feel so good.

Honey, let me think.

I like the image of two angels screwing in the atmosphere

But lets fold those tests into swans

While my dirty mind thinks about that [doing that here]

You tell me theres nothing at all.

And for a few seconds I felt amazing

Like tasp or something in my neck

And I can't help but feel like theres something I'm forgetting

Oh well, oh well, what the heck.

Flora, fauna, I take no pause...

Eat them all.

Let the tigers come at me with their claws.