Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Hive Mind: Playing... Hurt II

Consent is subjective,

      To an Oppressor's hopeful motivations waiting exile, Behind whose inner repetitive hive blind compassionate nerve eyes see her form performing a theatre of sex, Which is rape.

In lieu of (y)our participation in,
Obstructing hope with illegitimate justice
Through adulterate masculine unequal seeing eyes

Monday, June 29, 2015

Hive Mind: Playing... Hurt I

Consent is unapologetic internally subjective,

      To a deviant harbinger's unideal ideas of an oppressor's hopeful motivations waiting in legitimate fallen demonic overcrowded shadowy exile, Results of a never should have to be spoken by way of word condemned revelry in unashamed vengefully speaking in volatile motion is this violent sexuality, Expressing it's joy intertwined in the misery of forever wounded others; rarely entitled 'victim.'


In lieu of (y)our participation in,

Choosing ill in the moment.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Bliss's hope writhes,

      Ashamed at the spite against my fellow man inside...


Saturday, June 27, 2015

Hive Mind: Lazarus Discontinued I

There's no love,

      If my fingers were but swords, I'd have cleaved suicide long this moment before... In-expectantly waiting to no longer exhale!

In lieu of our participation in,
Tomorrow...
Without end.

Friday, June 26, 2015

Maleficent Condescending: Blind Problematic Knowledge I

Lost to the wicked misery of chance,

       All desirable reflection disgraced in a moment's intangible hope discredited flash, Paused in the volatile events, Upheaval amidst despicable arrogance has commenced, All the while karma's lost black cast sheep system children thrive in debt's chains of misery... Where rage is kept at rich's arms length, By the ignorant willing to submit to the defiled hope unchained that smolderingly writhes amongst us, We call avarice our protection against the world as she under our feet dies!

In lieu of our conversations about,
Climate's distance change(s)...

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Maleficent Condescension: Bliss Ashamed

Monstrous traditions,

      I have fled from the praise of your illusive substance, Beyond the blindfold of those left mourning prayers unfed I now roam, Uncertain of... This life's burdens.

In lieu of our participation in,
Losing what's left of hope.

Sunday, June 7, 2015

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith I

G-d is pointless,

     No prayer data received when this sandcastling world is crumbling... There's nothing left of hope's shadow lost joy to believe in!

In earnest anticipation if,
Reawakening answers!

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith 1.5

G-d is pointless,

     No prayer data received from the endless protagonist in the mirror wished upon a heavenly star hopeful thinking when this sandcastling world is crumbling... There's nothing left of authenticity's malignant joy to believe in!

In lieu of our participation in,
Faith in Falling... Fire!

Friday, June 5, 2015

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith II

Pointless G-d or The Devil Sermons,

     No paper amputated knee hypothetical undisciplined faith equated conclusions of brimstones terrorized bent in lieu of answers too wishfully small to appreciate prayer as mythical data received to respond to... Not when this sandcastling world is crumbling there's nothing left of hope's malignant joy to believe in!

In lieu of our participation in,
Losing transparent moments...
To worries of the future

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Maleficent Condescension: One Faith III

Pointless diabolical G-d,

    Bloody surgical hand me darkness down bomb paper amputee clipped leftover remain knees longer bent as if crawling in lieu of answers from the dismantled belief arrogant disease characterized by small wishful allegiance prayers in alliance with hell's debt forged by ashen beds of fire thinking... 
Even so, we in denial walk forward blind, As marionettes whose stringless karma fates were from birth merely tones of eclipsed breathing tests of how long we could hold ourselves upright amidst this inhumanity... As we lay dying the defiled host data is received: Doomed since birth this sandcastling world is crumbling there's nothing beyond love in the moment left of hope's malignant joy to believe in!

In lieu of our participation in,
A Father's torture!