Monday, April 29, 2013

On Behalf of One I Adore...

The following is a poetically infused prose message, spawned on behalf of one who dreamed... Their destiny was stolen by the fate of society, that is to say: Greed.


 Share the load, A true legionnaire never did, I pay poetic tribute to his valiant attempts.

Swell of the debt world surrounds,No escape unless to abide by their rules,The more we attempt to subjugate ourselves to a relevant societal norm, The better we begin to feel, At least that's what the world says... In their realms, Dreams never become real.

Off the hook with anger, Terror is a drug I desire, A revolution of will set against the decaying apathy of tolerance we know today as disregard, No on cares... Save ourselves and those who believe in us, That is the Red Star Belief to be continued mode of existence.

A Very Unrefined Day Unto You,

     Off the hook with anger, Terror is a drug I desire, A revolution of will set against the decaying apathy of tolerance we know today as disregard, No on cares... Save ourselves and those who believe in us, That is the Red Star Belief to be continued mode of existence.

     Terrible news under man's the submersible of dreams that once via the will of a single soul delved into the revolutionary unscheduled realms of dreams, Where men begin to become instead of submit. This is my MDMA fate to the man who I believed in! No one can stop his revelation of fate, Destiny once walked circles in the palm of his hand. My Death Married Adrenaline, only retaliation exists in perpetual motion against the debter's hands!

     Multiple delusions of greed inside infinite men stole the dreams of a thousand presumed tiny men, Their fates presumed lost and dead, The banks long after resurrected their dreams for their profit, Hiding the source tempest amidst ancient text and invisible digital feeds and claims if inadvertent deletion A toxic worm hole created by markets that appease the single syndrome of society, that is lust: Also known as greed...!

      Our heart is broken, Bleak region of the escaping dream, Fate beyond the North wind in Lucifer's hand found a way, Let us kneel and prey to the one who now sides himself with Christ, No longer able to stand behind the decrepit flag of humanity, Satan take my hand as we die by a sole made noose for a dream once broken to appease the unspoken destiny of a Protoman, Leader of The Radio Station.

In earnest anticipation of,
Juton

I prey on behalf of one who loves truth!

Behold the days of a poet infused with rage, On behalf of another human's dream! Find yourself on either side, Right is the choice between greed and compassion, in the long run!

Friday, April 26, 2013

A Mobile Reading



Sunday, April 21, 2013

If Childhood Magic Was True: Finished & Performed!


If Childhood magic were true,
Our fingers would be guns
Shooting invisible bullets...
That could never kill

If Childhood Magic were true
Our avoidance would be based on a system words
We'd have lip sinking ninjas skills... Like 'missed me'
Even though we'd totally been shot

If Childhood Magic were true
We could teleport chocolate onto dinner plates
Or change the flavour of mother's meals
And even greens would taste of sweets

If Chilhdood Magic were true
Our best friend growing up would've been Justin Bieber (bieber, Whatever)
Or his lightsabre wielding murderer, Darth Vader
Father of our imaginate master, Luke f'kn Skywalker

If Childhood Magic were true
We'd never see road kill and think of lost pets
Your favourite one , Cuddles, would simply spring back to life
In fact none of our furry friends would ever die, just like our grand parents...

If Childhood Magic were true
I'd have an abundance of wealth
To sponsor every starving child
Or I'd become a dynamic scientist
Develping  technology to solve sustainable energy
And end world poverty

But... In your case, maybe... Just maybe
If Childhood Magic were true
Your choice football team would never lose
You'd be able to play our favourite instrument, in tune
As for me I'd wish to take over the world
Or just the heart of a special someone

If Childhood Magic were true
All our prayers would get answered
Or maybe even just a few... one?
We'd all find that epic someone
Fall in love and never be lonely again

If Childhood Magic were true
I'd look more like someone else
A handsome lad made from stardust
Able to fulfill every woman's deepest wishes

If Childhood Magic were true
Sex between you and I...
Would always be top notch, unreal
We'd look forever young in the mirror
Every day we'd wake up hand in hand
As we stayed young together

Or maybe if Childhood Magic were true
We'd all dream ourselves into children again
To relive the best days of our youth
(Damn) If only Childhood Magic were true

Thank you...
I'll pod cast this soon and upload it for everyone!

Friday, April 19, 2013

Once was David 3.0


Let go my soul
Split empty womb
C-Section out the dead
No clocked time of death
Just a sequence of violence
Subjected upon life forms
Would be earth residence
Children of the tomb

Once was David
Memory of conscience
Each night chills my spine
Babe whose hand I never held
Let go my soul at long last tonight
End the archer's nightmares
Release the final arrow
A trophy of loss
My ancient...
Choice

Sit up
And pray in bed
Lost achievements
Never once appreciated
Once was David my cancer
A sworn enemy that day
Fate parasite symbiote
Couldn't wish

Once was David
Neglected conscience
Each night chills my spine
Memory I shoot up to forget
Child whose hand I never held
Let go my soul in dreams tonight
End the selfish nightmares
Release me from visions
Smiles I never saw
A trophy of loss
My ancient...
Choice

Sit up & beg
In a bed of prayer
Journal of an epidemic
Parasite culture of apathy
We give up before trying
So this is it... What we
What we call 'our best'
What a f*cking joke
Put us up to no test
We'd never pass
Life we've...
Surrendered
Tis true

Now I beg
For a smile
In the mirrors I...
I'm holding you alive
Swaddling babe in black
Obsidian being of fate
Sorry I un-chose life
See you some day
Possibly from hell
Where I'll reside
Beside Alice
In chains

Once was David
Memory of the heart
Each day chills my spine
One night's peace of mind
Release the hand I never held
Let go my soul at long last I beg
Trade the archer's nightmares
Walk the earth forever blind
Release the arrow of fate
Trophy of forgiveness
My ancient... Choice
A moment's regret

I'm praying for time
Dedicated to new  life
Lovely metal gear sibling
Young sister medicine saved
The same science that ended you
Throttled neck in my womb
Humble servant mother
I dream to become
For her tonight
Let me survive
I plead...

Once was life
Once was David
Smile in the mirror
Hold my hand in dreams
Walk in green fields of life
Cool air extinguishes our pain
As we walk hand in hand
Neither one letting go
We'd be dreary fools
To let this wish fade

Heaven sent apology
Accepted amidst undertow
Sent in hopes for a happy home
Healthy atmosphere for a sister
Torrent of conscience finalized
Took too long to come to life
Baby I know your forever
In heaven well & alive
Soul of my loving son
Forgiving beside...
The Red Right Hand
Of Eternal Stars
Name the Saviour

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Immortal & Blind


Memory of conscience
Times long forgotten
Burden of the lips
Truth is a crime
In this age

Vampire memories
Hanging from the wall
Blank photographs of crows
Carrion soul catalysts
Mirrors of songs
Of those lost

Whispering lip sink of truth
Inaudible bleak message
Vexed by honest
A society crime
In this age

Memories of self
Vampire in the mirror
Lonely wall noose hung
Blank photographs of trophies
Carrion soul victim catalyst
Mirrors of a dying song
Of those I've lost

Lips broadcast honesty
Clock timed frame
Season of change
No more villain
Truth is ideal
Tomorrow
(maybe)

Forgive us naught
Proud of our demons
Unseen in the mirror
Deserve no peace
Of conscience
Mortal & blind
We're all...
Just dying
On Earth

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

I the Victim...


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

If Childhood Magic Were True (Draft I)


If Childhood magic were true,
Our fingers would be guns
Shooting Star Wars lasers
Or invisible bullets
That could never kill

If childhood magic were true
Our ability dodge would be based on words
Whisper ninjas lip sinking missed me
Even though we'd totally been shot
And then carrying on returning fire

If Childhood Magic were true
We could teleport candy into our hands
Dinner plates would beam in sweets
Or our wishes would change flavours
Greens would taste of chocolates

If Childhood Magic were true
Our best friends would be Justin Bieber
Or a lesser known celebrity in C.S Lewis
Invisible mates would eventually become real
Most of all, our

If Childhood Magic were true
We'd never see road kill and think of lost pets
Rascal your favourite cat would've come back to life
In fact none of our furry friends would ever die
Just like our grand parents forever in our lives

If Childhood Magic were true
I'd have developed a way to end poverty by now
Corporations would all be ethical

In your case maybe... Just maybe (smile big, pause)
If Childhood Magic were true
Your choice football club would never lose
We'd all be able to play our favourite instrument
But for me I'd wish to take over the world
Or just the heart of a special one
In the end

If Childhood Magic were true
And all our prayers would get answered
Or maybe even just one
We'd all find that epic someone
And never be lonely again

If Childhood Magic were tree
We'd look forever young in the mirror
As we grew old together

Monday, April 15, 2013

War, Synonym for Progress...

A Re-Edit Direct Link

A Poem,
Music by John Revoredo
Doom II, 31 Seconds OC Remix

I the Predator...


Saturday, April 13, 2013

Every Heart... Awake!


Friday, April 12, 2013

Eradication Wish

Wish for eradication
Of painful memories
Banish the lost life away
Pool of night terrors
Grow strangely dim
So dreams begin
To crawl once...
Once again

Blacklisted memory
Hospital of no escape
Another televised broadcast
Just one more buried teen
Sexual bullied victim
Cult of rape culture
Acquits the lads

Desire the horizon
Guiltless edge of shame
Transition to memory lane
No sleepwalking dreams away
Sea swell of nightmares
Linger without exits
Fragile dreamstate
Crawls in stains

Blacklisted memory
News cast of acid rain
Attack upon another teen
Just one more buried life
Sexual assault victim
No escaping blame
Culture of rape
Shameless



Thursday, April 11, 2013

Once Was David


Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Cult of Tolerance


Rave before the controller
Paradigm of lust's prerogative
Wet dreams lead to this rape culture
Domestic violence isn't shunned
Chivalry no longer built in
A trench of vigilance
Against disregard
Society's cult
Tolerance

Global terror scale
Manifestation of rape
The Earth's bleeding dry
Extorted for comfort
Plots sold for sex
Traffic children
World of filth

Human social stigma
Character of a rape culture
Praying for profits instead of change
Lower their eyes & raise a finger
Jest at the will of a Controller
Realm of society must end
Take the cycle off repeat
Return to moral chivalry
Delinquents of terror
Reign of sexual hate
We must overturn
Society's cult
Of tolerance

Wet or dry friction
Global scale of terror
Manifestation of lust
Rape dry bleeding virgins
Extortion house of filth
Bodies sold as traffic
Faceless lost ghosts
Children of today
We've forgotten

Sunday, April 7, 2013

Isolated Flock

Only one look left
In the activist's lonely eye
Skyward prayer shopping for grace
Composition of an animated endeavour
On behalf of the dying out poverty flock


Can't think straight
Guided mind slightly left
Suffering the hospitality of greed
Empire of a million children
Inheriting debt beds


Single handed hook
Last activity of the left fist
Weapon of the skyward prayer
Animated composure of rage
Vengeance for genocide
On behalf of avarice

Can't think straight
Heart guided by wolves
Slightly left of vengeance
Suffering the hospitality of greed
Empire of six billion children
Inheriting debt beds

Middle class empire will stand
Aside in the aftermath of the storm
No one drags the dying to safety
Buzzards feast on their corpses
Wolves run rampant afield
Epidemic point of view
Heart's go silent
Numb to love

Ps. Compassion is dead
Change the channel
Flickering images
The damage
Subsides

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Unimaginable Control Pact: Of Wolves


No redirecting my hollow points
Target scope of view for a prejudicial establishment
Where a council sits enthroned upon oil drums
Synchronized in a sinister timeline
No parchment by the first
Triplets of the seven sisters
Was signed,To control us all...

Miracle lung puncture
Toxic inner appendage leak
Blood stained ivory piano keys
Tell a musical disaster story,
Bopal oil's kindred
Chernobyl spirit!

Monster in the mirror
Last image scene before dreaming
Wolves running on water after everyone
Wishes won't wake you or drive them away
They hand shook signed a pact
To control all of us...


Miracle lung puncture
Toxic inner appendage leak
Blood stained ivory piano keys
Tell a musical disaster story,
Bopal oil's kindred
Chernobyl spirit!



Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Daring Angels



Dare angels to eaves drop
Jot down my every prayer
Ground zero for hope's angle
Power like bombs ending lives
Aftermath of twin towers

Demons extinguish roses
Buds of an exultant fire
Flower of the Almighty
Hearts wilt in flames

Roulette's single trigger
Pull a vibrant dare to angels
Eaves drop my prayers
Time occupies change
Demons ignore it

Demons extinguish the voice of roses
Buds of an exultant landing sight fire
Vein flower of the Almighty
Heart wilt in hatred torch
Flame of compassion
No longer burns
Today...