Ugly and repulsive
nek twisted backwards
facing forward
my path twisted
raining sulphuric acid
looking up
eyes and mouth wide open
I'm thirsty..
taken drugs
crack, ****, krokodile
the rain biting through my bones
necrosis from the drugs have made their way home.
tongue kissed a komodo dragon
wearing a boa constrictor for a scarf
parasites eating away at my innards
so I don't have to ****
and Imma just go on
floor made purely out of bullet ants
keep walking this path of insanity

"Oh hi, good moments and happy feelings"

"Not today man"

This life of mine..
This mind of mine..
This body of mine..
Seriously..
I'm twisted, I have to be..
A freak
how can one forget to eat?
to stressed for breakfast
can only be relaxed
when an automatic
rests against my head..
I only sleep when I'm close to death
Push my face deeper in the pillow of my bed
to the point I pass out, when the muscles in my body
forcefully relax
and I can finally sleep
enjoy dreams from the time of where I cease to be
seeing diseased poisoness needles injected into me
memories of where my Angel's leaving me
visions of times where it might become permanently
ingraved in me
Scars on my heart
wishing I'd have scars carved in my flesh
Rather have a concious operation
on every part of my body
than feeling this pain everyday
untill my mind will collapse
wake up everyday with regret
that I didn't die yesterday..
but..

Right now I'm sitting in my bed.
A dark room, limited living space.
Four walls close and around me
Supressing my freedom
Shackling me..
The only light is from my phone..
Reflecting..
The light from my phone
shines on my chin
Thinking back, telling myself
my own story
Like telling nightmares by a campfire
Except I'm in my bed
and I'm supposed to feel safe
Yet in my bed..
I have felt fear, sadness,
anger, dissapointment...
regret..
Never felt so alone
that night after you left
Death keeping me company
constantly reminding me
of the fragility of life
feeding on the void inside me
Rejoicing the absence of light....
My heart weighs heavy
so **** heavy...
My heart beats slower
pumping tears through my body
Sad in my entirety...
A cold shiver runs across my back
goosebumps...
Death's consoling me..
I close my eyes
and can't see my daughter's face...
Ofcourse, it's too dark..

This world has gone silent.
Not dark, but silent.
This world has lost it's voice.
It still talks and chats.
But it can not speak.
This world is deaf.
It can still hear.
But it can not listen.
This world is blind.
It can still look and gaze.
But it can not see.
This world can not think.
For it has an abundance of thoughts.
This world can not give answers.
Because we ask no questions.
This world can not ask questions.
Because we get false answers.
This world has no beauty.
It is naked and barren.
Scarred and empty.

This world holds people.
Who can see and listen.
This world holds people.
Who can speak
without uttering a single word.
This world holds people.
Who can touch your heart.
This world holds people.
Who can fight and strive.
This world holds people.
Who love.
Therefore we are always victorious.

Stepped in Death's realm the day I was born.

Turning negative energy into positive energy
requires conquering tremendous obstacles.

Death is our home. We are all criminals, sentenced to life.

What gives?
Uhh.. love?

Words that are stuck within my darkest depths.
A field filled with grey-ish opened graves.
Where bodies are tossed in ***** holes
no coffins, demons resisting to rest in peace.
Old lingering souls waiting to catch up to the present.
I make sure they're stuck in the past. Snuffed in the future.
They are trying to claw their way out to the surface.
Screaming in agony, in sheer madness they shout.
Their paranoid lust for hatred makes me think and doubt.
Shall I accept these feelings? Let them consume me?
Just to experience this drug, this ******, this twisted reality.
This twisted reality...
I have no words for it, I can't describe what I feel.

I'm disconnected, exit the Matrix.
Found out I'm not Neo, took shots from an Agent.
Now I lie cold in the dirt, in one of my opened graves.
A face that is shocked, eyes seeking truth.
Truth seeking eyes.
A mind that is mad. I'm mad that I mind.
Mad that I care. I care that I'm mad.
In a hazerdous environment
walking through pockets of 'Rad'.
My soul is humed, walking twisted
forward for you. Looking at the clouds that are blue
assuming it's true. Clouds that are blue?
I drop down in the cold of the blue.
and lie dead, unburied in an open grave.

Here I lie,
dead in the past.
Desperately clawing my way back to the present.
Hoping I don't get snuffed in the future.
Resisting to Rest In Peace.
Unburied in an open grave.
In the mind of a madman.

If we define beauty by health, we'll reshape the world.

Inside the belly of the beast
swalled whole
by monstrous man-eating teeth
inside of the stomach
it's roughly 80 degrees
slowly being digested
facing a test of time
only to meet certain death
wish I could relax
but the toxic stomach acid
makes me permanently tense
I can't take the stress
this monster
this embodiment of sin
Society..

An apple tree
and a freshwater lake
can provide more than I ever can.

A cow in the kitchen
"what's it doing there?"
"shhh" Nature.

War

White pidgeons will soar the sky
When the earth has been set in flames..
because my arrows be dyed in white
they shall pierce the hearts of the heartless
of those who breathe but died in life.
Thou shall never be free
sorrow chains the children who cry at night
bound and traumatized
my sword will strike these children,
to open up
so you can witness hearts and minds so hollow like
my sword will strike your inner child
so reminisce and remember the day you lost your mind
armed with a sword that writes
and a voice that strikes
I wage a war to bring back the light in the eyes
of those who are oblivious, narrowminded and blind
for those who see ..stand your ground with me

Thoroughly enjoy the living **** out of this moment!

I would unite this world under a common goal that what matters is not how much you possess but how long you can stay on a cosmic scale. I would like us to focus on how long we can stay here and I believe that in order for us to achieve that we must work with our environment instead of against it.

I believe that if we balance our ecological footprint to nature's standards we would easily last more than 15 million years and maybe outlast the dinosaurs. Excluding big apocolyptic events that may or definitly will happen in the long term future. In the past hundred years we have made humongous technological progress and we are on the precipice of understanding the world around us. Imagine how far we would come in ten million years even if you include ups and downs regarding progress. Which is still just a dot on a cosmic scale. But at least it's a dot. With the way we currently handle things we wouldn't even get as close as a spec on a cosmic timeline. Considering that we would only have to balance out our ecological footprint to achieve this makes you wonder what would happen if we were able to not only balance out nature but also use the fundamentals of nature itself to progress the growth and evolution of the environment. To make it livier on this planet, to help nature become more self-sustaining or even create recoures through bio-engineering.
We would effectively be able to utilize the forces of nature to also work for our survival. Maybe contributing in amazing ways, like a more efficient magnetic field.

From the perspective of a timeline that stretches into millions of years of technological civilization other problems that must be tackled come into play. How do we protect ourselves against extreme solar outbursts from the sun? How would we survive an ice age? How would we survive an asteroid? To be able to actively think and tackle those problems would not only be amazing and scary but it would also mark our unity as a species. These problems can't be solved if we aren't united. Every individual, every child has a great inventive mind brimmed with idea's, dreams, love and ambition.

I want us to utilize all those talents, all those ideas and see how long we can last. I want us to stay for a very long time. I want to know that when other species look at our planet they are looking at our civilization as it was one billion year ago, when we were still bashing eachother's heads in with wooden clubs. I want them to realize that they are looking at the beginning of a civilization one billion years ago. And I want them to know that if they looked a little bit closer they would realize we are still there.

After those ten days I would step down and I would have wanted to create a world where no one would step up and take leadership. We would all be equal and united under this common goal.

There's nothing to be written. There's nothing to be told.
There are no words hangin' around late night in the street.
Not a single breath wasted, there's nothing to see.
The chalk line of a dead body.
A remnant of a life pethetic, lost in just a second.
It's nothing worth mentioning.
Couldn't even remember it.

Just an eerie chill lingering around.
The kind that makes people stay frosty.
Woman grip their purses. Pace fastens.
Fists clenched, gaze hardened.

An after effect, when I say **** all
and my cold soul jumps from an appartment high.

and the world will just keep on spinning.
and you will just keep on living.
and all of you will find happiness.
and most of you wouldn't weep nor shed a tear.

and you know what?
That's fine.

Guess what imma do when all of y'all die.

I'll leave life with my masterpiece lying in death.
I'll leave life with all the answers that beat in my chest
I'll leave life with all the insight I had in my head.
I'll leave life with unspoken words left in my breath.
I'll leave life and hug those that may be next to my bed
I'll leave life and hopefully my hope will wear me
close to her chest
I'll leave life and I hope she knows my soul
hasn't left.
I'll leave life and see where hope is taking me next.

In a cell.. it has white cushions on every side
strapped in a straight jacket
the only freedom I have
lies within the depths of my mind
I'm a captive
They said I was utterly blind
therefore needed medication
to fix what was wrong inside

Outside I see people tripping out
bumping heads into the walls
and leave the spit drooling out of their mouth
People who twist themselves in weird ways
walking around aimlessly
in a way that they were maimed
some would talk to nothing
no one
or get scared because they see things
that aren't there
spirits they called them
some would cut themselves
relentlessly
as if their soul wanted to escape
so why am I here?
Because the insane became sane
the majority defines the definition
and now I'm stuck in a cell
What happened to this world?

If you want to experience everything, you have to be a planet. - Joop Fick

It doesn't matter where you are,
It doesn't matter where you hide,
I will always find you
and I will save you
No matter how many times.

Today I got the wind knocked out of me.
A blow that further dulled my dying senses.
This universe is dying... It's death inevitable. It's end approaching.
Our home is decaying, a loss of light has been sighted on all spectrums.
Infinity needs to be reinvented.
For my sake as all I want for us is to remain. That's my reason for being here in the first place. To make sure we stay.
But all will fade away.. why?

And if death is part of life, where will death be at the end of our universe?
Our souls would also perish. This realization that a part of me will not last even if I'm not in a conscious state cripples me. I want to remain, a single atom will suffice.

But there is another side, another chance. A new player has entered this universe. Chances are that we may be one of the very first alive. Life: a system that defies the odds. I can't help but wonder. Is life the solution for this dying universe? Energy poured into consciousness so it can save itself from dying? Life is wired for survival and I truly hope our purpose is to always defy the odds.

Grab a pen.
Grab a pad.
Go ****.

MUY IMPORTANTE!

Perish in a world not yours
because you haven't made your world yours
drifting alone on a penteconter
one man, manning, fifty oars

A gold seeker in your golden world
Never to return to your city
Because all you do is seek
All you do is find
but you never acknowledge

In search for heaven on this world
You travel and travel,
meet people and people
Been everywhere, experienced elsewhere
Yet have never dared to travel
within yourself
The only place, truly worth to see

Why do people dare to skydive?
Go through the length of all such extremeties
but are so afraid to face themselves?
To find the calm inside the turblence?
Your world is yours.