Sunday, August 31, 2014

There comes a time that time doesn't exist
Existence is just a faucet that always drips
Our life is a theory and our world an abyss
Expression of love with a goodbye kiss

Thursday, August 28, 2014

And as we slowly ascend the staircase of thought, an epiphany is had: "Why am I climbing? Who cares? What difference does it make?"

Truth is perception and perception is theory. Therefore, the truth is that reality is a fictional concept..
Time doesn't exist, space is infinite, logic is subconscious narcissism, and human relevance is irrelevant. The human mind is a curse, for which thoughts are dependent upon other thoughts for existence (no thought is original in origin). We are essentially but conditioned thoughts whose destiny is inevitable and whose fate predestined..

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Racist:

Acronym - Reward Achieved Combating Indoctrinated Social Trends

Synonym - White person

Definition - Slanderous term used by anti-whites to vilify racially conscious white people.

Example - John is a white conservative who opposes affirmative action, illegal immigration, slavery reparations, miscegenation, and the concept that race is a social construct.  John is a racist..

Friday, August 22, 2014

Shrimp ice cream and a beer milkshake - Steinbeck sensationalisms

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Smelling like mustard gas and roses, I arrive as an exhibit on Tralfamadore.. So it goes

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Cretin's Creed


The rise of demise.
Low morale from the lies.
The blackened sky amassed with flies.
Parasitic maggots in biological disguise.

"Give me your money. All of it!"
"But, why? Are you not already wealthy? You own all I have."
"Ha! I want your heart. Your mind. Your soul, Cretin."
"But, why?"
"Because you’re stupid enough to give it to me, Cretin."

The flock hath been betrayed,
by shepherd, palisade and crusade.
Thus the folk masquerade;
as budding spade and decayed jade.

"Turn on your television"
"It's already on"
"Watch intently, Cretin"
"Yes, Sir"

The snake injects his venom; no pain.
The infected happily smile; now they are sane.
Gone is the guilt of their hateful reign.
Utopian bliss with the extinction of their strain.

“Denounce your pride, Cretin!”
“Pride? What pride, Sir?”

Wednesday, August 13, 2014