Monday, February 28, 2011


heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed. Says life is harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says, “Treatment is simple. The great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go see him. That should pick you up.” Man bursts into tears. Says, “But doctor… I am Pagliacci.” Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains. - Rorschach for Comedian, Watchmen

Sunday, February 27, 2011


Chromium shaded doorway , solace residing
beyond the end of horizon,
Timeless crystal maze , sleep into thy abyss
Entrenched forever , is my soul undone

Mirrors of wish reflects , a symphony presiding
the tale of nomenclature ,
Deceptive embrace , weep into thy subconscious
Melting the heart, tears of mother nature

That childhood buried , lifeless deciding
A cross placed upside down,
Decadence of wilt , Unblessed guilt
Reckoning of unspoken , my very noun

Wrapped under your blackwings,
Demons of inner shadows, poisoned senses
Random generation of solitude
Tranquilized beyond life's all three tenses

Self destruction is the primary archetype
That's sustained within a silent residence
My spirit walks the maze, deeply sedated
Ashes of my failures are the echoed resonance

Rusted walls dripping a liquid embrace
Haunting wind feels the skin again
Condemned towards an infinity,
Ghost of progress , dressed in endless pain

These thoughts are held without a trial
without a judgement day
Into a barless prison , darkness descends
As it keeps falling further away
and away

Into thy abyss, black bliss , opaque vision
Cold feet , frozen hands , dusted floor
Beyond infinity and a timeless path

It keeps falling away and away . . . .

Friday, February 4, 2011


if ($mind != sane )

echo "

An androgenic feed , scope creep , misplaced ecstasy
Failed DMT trip, isolated freak
Silent prevalence , first the mother language
Next push the child's face into the rat race
Subscribed to its thoughtless case

Catalysis of the educated mind, mistyped lunacy
Booklet of conformity ,a glassless McD
Press f1 , see who comes next
Screwed up innately , Helium found in your breath
Brought up , groomed deeply to fake

Cross multiply the gears, pull the chain
Reality is their biggest fear, rest is all the same
Clueless queens , Headless prince
Hunger feeding Kings, masturbation ATM
Economic strata is carved out of this game

Xenophobic station is online , 0.0 FM
Our grassroots were shit high on grass
Evolution of cockroach compared
A burden detailed , exposed and shared
And I wonder who the fuck really cared

Goat doing a pig , dog doing a goat ,
Pig does to itself , symbolic world's choked throat
Serial killers on the run, men with black coats
Eyes fixed on to the TV, while brother dies next door
Penicillin injection to the wisdom's score
Awareness of this , bloody genital sore !

A higher note , pluck that 5th fret
Increase the tempo by a mild and see
You'll remember what I have just said
We duly mess up every child's head
With fear of God, fear of Devil , Sex Bed
with fear of results , fear of Career
A fetal feeding of cancerous norm
That Joe father , Sally soccer Mom

Illusions engraved deep , scope creep
That freak now never sleeps
Claymation of residues , animated gif
of our opaque fallacy weeps
Servers of life crashed , goodness bandwidth sucked
We have downloaded a lot of shit ,
Now this 4.0 specie needs to embrace it ";

Why cant we just admit it ! - Maynard James