I don’t know, I don’t care,
if you’re going to the party
or you won’t be there

I don’t give you a thought
you’re not on my mind
and if I ever think of you
I’m not very kind

Now that you’re gone
I’m feeling better
Now that you’re gone
I’ll feel that way forever

I laugh when I hear,
that you’re under pressure
or under the weather -
the last one is better

Look, I’m not irate -
and I haven’t any doubts
- you were like a bad taste,
that I had to spit out.

You proved a consternation,
a mistake on my part,
thanks again, LUzer
I actually learned a lot
.
.
a song for this:
Please Please Please by Sabrina Carpenter

wide open
taking steps toward new seas
twirling this breeze between my fingers
horizons of possibility
what to wish for?
but to float
when all else sinks

Why do I Bitcoin? Taint no mystery
Wanna have a good finance history!

My brain tells me Bitcoin is great,
Helps my blood cells circulate

Great for my eyesight
Great for my ticker
Can’t nothing fill me
With love and hope quicker!

It feels so honest, feels so sweet
Bitcoin just makes my mind complete

Knowing the code is sure and tight
Makes my toenails feel just right

Great for my future
Great for my teens
Great for my Grandma
And all “in betweens”

Saving Bitcoin makes me feel light
Makes people wonder
‘Bout me in the night

Bitcoin makes me bright and strong
Worldwide adoption
Coming right along

It beats using fiat
It beats being lazy
Why do I Bitcoin?
Well, maybe I’m crazy

Her hair, reminiscent of glass
Dusty perplexions, missing pearlescent marbles
She's a dream awaiting the arrival of the next writer
To speak of her story to the masqueraded creature
Posing as light to the dark universe she's encased in

She's the raging madness in her soul
Thrashing yet loving anyone who kisses her
Hidden love affairs, descending silhouettes
Leftover clothes tossed unruly; a decadent stench
Intrusive but polite to wilting foliage

Lip stains, droplets of blood, dislocated jaws
Time, unforgiving as always, punishes its victims
Misery coats her barely twinkling soul
The one who shatters her mirror
May forgive her to finally be free.

6 million jews
Possible
8 billion people
Possible
Both Camps
World War
Sun Moon Stars
Both All
Proven
1 step futher
Keyboard
Same
Same Place

Now
Whos not included
ABC
123
Infinite
ABC
123
Un-Opened

So Open
So Step an Type

Investigate
Consider
Concentrate
Invision
Once Opened
All
Silence

Whos bigger
You stuck
Or
You honest

We are not alone
We are caged

Processed Daily
Tested
Worked
No exit

Where is the exit?
Go outside
Close the door

Spread Love
Share

Transform
No Question
Say
We are not alone

Praise Creation
Praise Placement
Praise Chance
Praise People
Give
Recieve
Free
Unite
Its Time

6 million Jews
8 Billion Humans
Whats next Lets ask..

I once feared looking at the sky,
Afraid it would swallow me whole
I always covered my ears,
Believing if I couldn’t hear, words wouldn’t hurt

I numbed my heart, closed every door,
Isolating myself from life’s embrace.
A hollow shell with a fire long extinguished,
But then, your presence sparked a change.

I thought I was beyond feeling or hearing
Yet your touch opened my eyes to the sky.
I hesitated, nervous, but you held on tight,
With a smile you ran straight towards the light

My heart races, unfamiliar and wild,
Your eyes invite me to follow your lead.
I readied myself, slowly walking, running, leaping
What is this sense of freedom I feel, its warm

I don't know where we are going,
But there's no longer room for doubts
With you, I’ll soar to unknown heights,
I'm not afraid to take a step forward

Incremental actions
Bring monumental
Changes.
With every added
Bitcoin block,
The ledger
Rearranges.
Tick and tock,
We add a block,
The chain is fundamental.
So many problems
Fixed and solved
By entries incremental.
More love and hope -
Connection too,
I’m getting sentimental.
About sound money,
Fixed supply
Spread intercontinental.

Today is like yesterday
I turn around again
If only I could live
the way I want

You can do it
without any trouble
but about my wishes
there is a hassle
Leave me alone, stop
with these rules
and learned opinions
I don't feel like
defending myself all the time
and thinking
about other people's problems

Enough thinking has been done
I don't need to
redo it, why
should I torment myself?

To witness the subtlety of change
in all things that breathe

To grow in this new delicate rain
and spring's easy breeze

To be the colour of water
when it's finally set free