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CommercialismA stigmatism. What’s that? It is the sense of being One, Alone, Out cast and ostrich-sized.Commercialism
I thought it was an eye condition? Oh, it is. But not in the way you think! The eyes of those That primp and pose Look at you and see Nothing deserving merit Or charity. And so they tell you You are not what
They want to Look at.
Is that sort of like stigmata? Oh, now you’ve hit the jackpot; You’re on fire, nigh a hotspot. For this they hold their fermata: The belief that beliefs are dumb &
by ~ReeseMcNeese
Problem SolvingOur problems are all self-induced. We are just confused or goosed Into thinking we are loosed When yet we are in fetters.Problem Solving
In vain we hope that we are juiced Or in some other way o’er-spruced So we may not be rightly bruised By those they call our betters.
In truth, our minds cannot be deuced Or by any other method induced To be, for much longer, so ill-used By us, its humble debtors.
Let our problems be reduced By making our mind, our thoughts fused. So that we may ne’er be rused By our brains, real go-getters.
by ~ReeseMcNeese
SorrowsWhen dying seems the be-all, end-all I find myself alone. Almost as if I were in thrall To passions I've never known, Like now in this saddened hall.Sorrows
When I dream of falling from a roan Or collapsing at a midnight ball, I remember all that my memories have thrown Away, or tried to recall Like a longer wishbone.
When I implore my body, please, to stall This process of decay that I've grown To know and hate, call On my mind to keep my wits my own. At these times I have just hit a wall.
These depressions shall not last. All these
by ~ReeseMcNeese
'An Outward Sign...The whooshing wind whipped Through the willows as I walked my way to grace. The leaves in the air Didn't seem to care As a frown enveloped my face.'An Outward Sign...
My companion was just and My lover fair As we walked with Our drumbeat, Our horn, Our snare. I spotted, I thought, A large thoroughfare. I blinked and, as always, Nothing was there.
I stepped,
I walked,
I danced my way. I stepped,
I walked,
I danced away.
The swirling, sterling, spurning sun Was hanging low, now almost done. The s
by ~ReeseMcNeese
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FameYou know, being famous isn’t easy.Fame
People always have these expectations. It’s like when you meet some fan at a high-end party.
“Oh, hello there Have we met before?”
And they’ve got a slight scent of alcohol surrounding them And they stick out their hand And grab yours and stare at you like your God
“So you’re familiar with my work …well, I’m glad you like it so much”
But then God wouldn’t really be like me. I’m sure God has better things to do with his time
Than pursue idiotic dreams of grandeur and fame While he’s trying to save the w
by ~stlsrchng
In A Child's EyesIn a child's eyes, the world is flat. And there's a way of knowing. Whether or not the Cat in the Hat Has a way of showing.In A Child's Eyes
In a child's eyes, people are kind, Until the theory is proven wrong. Evil is something they cannot find, Because love is never gone.
In a child's eyes, there's no lust here; For with that would come use. That's not something a child would fear; The concept is far too loose.
In a child's eyes, war is a monster; That hides underneath their bed.
They have no reason to believe it, sir; Mommy takes the idea righ
by ~blueBlackmorning
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- Favourite band or musician: way too many to count. but, Eisley, Emery, and Relient K top the list.
- Favourite genre of music: Good
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Nonsense makes sense to the senseless mind
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"Music is the only thing that makes sense anymore...if you play it loud enough, it keeps the demons at bay."-JoJo: Across the Universe
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~George Orwell (Eric Blair) 1984.
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