Where will this take us now?
Is it us who outruly guiding us as we march dramaticly to the next room?
Will it be us who slams the door shut, or will we be boxed in with some automatic door opening and closing as more and more people come right in? Will we move along romanticing every little acomplishment we do, or will we morbidly and silently stubble on as we are poked and proded to keep moving? Will we finally rest as we see fit, or will we be told we have done enough? We all can easily anwser this in a way most people would generaly. We could stubernly and pridefuly declare that nothing shakles and moves us from one feeding trough to the next. We could so easily be just another rebel with a hollow cause that eagerly awaits to rip open the binds of all those around him, and finally take his spot in the limelight of respect and admirition. We can continue to dream and strive to be the philisophical moses of our generation, and lead our fellow brothers and sisters into a time where we all walk at our own pase, we all slam the doors we ourselves opened, and take any path we wish to travel in a way we feel best suits us. We could all be the one to hold on to the chains, or let the cattle go, but all of us are simply black sheep. So again I ask, who? I do not know, but I non the less seek an anwser.
Where will this take us now?

We can't ignore the fact that,
Our planet is a hellish place right now!

Little pieces of ego
Exploiting an alive blue marble,
A wet blue piece of dust
In massive field of space.

Some organic and spiritual beings
Naming themselves
Human being all human,
Behaving as a controlled chaos.

Being a machine that
Takes all the riches of the planet.
Than they give all these to a
Powerful little secretive elite,
Demanding more and more
Power and all the riches in
Striving lust of greed!

This is the sake for destroying,hurting
The beautiful nature, ecosystem;
As well as having terrible lives.

What about you?
I can't talk specificly about you,
But generaly your bodies are
Dying for passions of ego!

Because of
Hard conditions of life,
Prison of limitations,
Carrying a heavy burden of
Memories, responsibilities...
Negative beliefs, starvation to praise...

I don't know why, but somehow
You feel bad.
I don't know how, but
You feel bad.

Unless, some negative think
In some negative part of your life.

You don't know why we feel that,
How to cope with that.
Because it is never been thought to you
By your school, media, family.

You're striving so.
Striving to some unknown point.
Beyond of the material, your culture.

You don't know what to do,
So you strive continuously.
If not consciously, subconsciously.
Then fire comes in and
You become the hellish torcher of pain!

An angry tiger colored fire!
In fiery pain!
Striving and burning!
In the blaze we call humanity of today.

It is the hell inside of us!
Making the body smoke and ash.
Sickness, illness, non health, fatigue
Making the body rusty and bulky
That all caused by firing negativity!

You may call it fear, pain, boredom...
Deppression, anger, distress...
Whatever you call in any form,
It is the you being the firing lust.
It is the you being the part of the hell.

It is the you being the blaze that is
Society made of 60 trillion cells!

I cooked her a bowl of rice
with some sausages slathered in butter. The rice hadn't
been washed
so it turned into a sort of mush.
I'm a generaly pretty accomplished cook being that it's been my profession the last 10 years, but this was embarrassing.
She ate it anyway though and started clinking the bottom of the bowl with her spoon
indicating she really enjoyed it
"Thank you, I really enjoyed that" she said and
then kissed me

It was the first time a man ever cooked for her.
normally she'd get ******
and have Burger King nuggets after.
I made  her 10 cent rice and then ****** her
but also cared somewhat
too