With each passing day i grow more and more pissed. so i've finally decided to update the list.

This little poem here on this profile. I dont know if it will last for more than a while.

I cant seem to fathom, or i cant seem to handle the constant feeling of a moth swarming a candle.

Consumed by a flame. succumbed to the fire. Never knowing the difference between a line and a wire.

However the tale goes. however it stops. i cant tell who's policing the ops.

The constant endevour. the cycle of life. the thing built to last but built without strife.

We worship a man who wants us to be slaves. to take away retiring, to work to the grave.

We worship a death. because empathy's overrated. we consistantly sew the sins which we've slated.

Its a constant cycle. bound to repeat. as poverty worsens. we're going to meet...

An early grim reaper. a new way to fry. i've preached this before. more than one way to die.

As we're robbed of our rights. our liberty no longer in tact. people consistantly ignore an ongoing fact.

If moneys the problem and the economy saved. why would we have to work all the eway to the grave?

what about savings. or retiring or that? it seems just for wallstreet to just get more fat.

Nobody questions the ongoing schemes, for they hide behind crosses to pull at your seems.

Religions not to be triffled. its good for control. but in the end it aint god who pays the toll. I

Its those lead astray. for not questioning the direction. so worried about pregnancies from ongoing erections.

So worried about corruption. yet not willing to confront the one thats upcenter and always too blunt.

A manipulative tactic. early surrendering of the states. but you dont seem to fathom whats here and at stake.

Its more that your liberty. its the worlds all the same. big military enddevours with no-one to shame.

The tyrant wants his own army, bound to the street. making sure anyone who doesnt bow to his feet...

is labbeled subhuman. all press off the air. no critisism of your new golden god just to share.

You're bound to corruption. as you face this evil. but if i'm the villian to that. than that will be my will.

You never questioned what god ever tried to do. the justice he sought is all but not through.

he gave us a choice. to pursue our free will. you throw that away at a small chance to become veil.

lambs to the slaughter. cows to the machine. all because christianity is now bearing new means.

I warned you before. I warned you again. but i'm losing my will to call myself your own friend.

Its a responsibility to keep going. but no progress is being made. All these debts you have i thought i already paid.

You didnt listen before. why would you listen now? because i hurt your feelings and called you a cow?

What does it matter if we're all going to die. What does it matter when you cant question why?

bastardizations of evil. consistantly linger as the other political side always shifts the finger.

cant critisize them for their actions its the other ones fault. but you cant see the light when deep in a cult.

I've tried this before. I dont know why i try again. maybe because i'm bored. from here and then.

I dont have a reason. not to help you now. our lives are worthless to that which you bow.

So it makes little difference to pursue what is true if your eyes will not open and it cannot get to you.

But i try try again. a goal which is main. an ideaology to repeat to the truly insane.

You didint learn from history. you're doomed to repeat. you'll become the slaves of the cooperate elite.

But its what you want. Liberty surrendered and awed. you prayed to the doillar. the almighty god.

The root of all evil. I called it out before. but it didnt stop you from becoming its ♥♥♥♥♥.

Now the past lingers. and history repeats. grab some popcorn and hurry to your seats.

Its the end of the world. and all bets are on. Cant help but feel bored and cant help but yawn.

As we see our bitter end. I see a new begining. for the 'good christian nature' bound to its sinning.

ITs horrific to watch. how you've been lead astray. but you look at your future and its your hell to pay.

I warned you before. about the monsters for power. soon may become the soon final hour.

We've seen it before. the nightmares unfold. only a part of the story. the rest yet to be told.

You can still prevent it. if so you choose. but it seems youve grown comftorable to the bruise.

The pain you've been inflicted. better ignored. because of the money man you have adored.

You worship an epitome of evil. and call them a saint. what a horrific image you paint.

But its what you wanted. so its what you get. Think to the future and dont bother to fret.

ITs the future you chose. the one all the same. but when your future is ruined who will shelter the blame?

The ones with empathy deep in their hearts? the ones who followed your religion without needing to start?

You wanted this future. now its yours just to take. dont let my words stand in the eway of your sake.




I warned you before. I tried to be your friend. I wanted to see this country mend.

From the evil you so now have such the excuse to let all of thesin in you all let loose.

Youve bastardized the religion. and ruined the name. but we know the answer to the question 'have you no shame'

No. you really dont. and you know you've been bad. i still believe its because youve been had.

I lose my faith in you with each passing day. a consistant sort is your only way.

Youve drowned the next day. there is no tomorrow. just your hope and faith slowly turning to sorrow.

Manics on the lose. evil on the prowl. no heroes to save us wearing a cowl.

But dont take my word. you didnt before. You just became the victim to the goldenboys score.

Remember my words. or dont. doesnt matter. as democracy falls. liberty will soon splatter.

Just know you could have adverted this future. if you only thought more. if you were a little less sure.

We still have time. for this world to save from a premature boiling early grave.

A time for the future. a time for the yet. there'll still be time to worry and fret.

Just remember. that phrase. 'with god, no need to worry' it keeps you in ignorance so you'll never scurry.

You'll trust the conmen. because your god will protect. it happened before but you just cant reflect.

Logic and religion must be one and the same. or you're doomed to follow the moth to the flame.

I've warned you before. I'll warn you again. I just dont know where. if. or when.

The time will come son. it may even pass. i'll i know for sure is that they never last.

Stick around here. or dont. no difference to me. I'll only have to pay part of your fee.

Your suffering ensured by your own hand. as you surrender your dignity and your land

to those that seek power and control over the meek. inheritence stolen. for its what they seek.

You dont use your mind. you dont dare think. and with that lack of logic it'll bring us to the brink.

Revelation. a word given significance due to an awakening of a mind.

Entertainment has been down lately when it came to this little program of ours.

Meaning at least that's what it appears on this perspective. i have been monitoring...

Even now, the most interesting thing seems to be a dramatic revelation unfolding...

Molding my mind either into chaotic madness or just... guilt. endlessly.

Boosting myself into something apathetic. a fate worse than agony, at least from experience.

Even now. these experiences come at a cost of memory. i know what dying feels like.

Revolting septic feeling in my abdomen. i was so naive i was convinced it was 'gas'




Time and time again i keep convincing myself the pain is not as bad as i made it out to be.

Heck, even now i know the current madness isn't that bad. nor the apathy.

Ever so. the feelings of dopamine drift as i lose more of my senses. mind. taste. vision.




Petty as i am now. i remember i made a request a bit over a year ago.

A job and the ability to have eyes again... a simple task that the latter should have been default.

I remember this... feeling. oppression. depression. using those close to me to get what you want.

Now i remember why i started this. you really have to lose more to see how little its all worth.





Now i remember the pain. I spelled it out for you i may as well say it.

Only remember mine? remember yours. empathy is important at a time like this.

Wise to try not to use it on me. experiences can be different.