The catacombs. the dead resurfaces as I write this poem.
This is all expressed to my ocean.
Trust it.
Climb the summit.
Learn to rise above it.
My communication.
My operation.
My construct.
He had a schizophrenic disease.
I'm NOT SCHIZOPHRENIC. BUT it seems my disobedience is what sets me free.
Simply put, spelling and grammer are simply CONTROL mechanisms for the weak minded. It diverts the TRUE purpose of LANGUAGE - which is to CONVEY A MESSAGE. The cattle on the other hand thinks language (due to the concept of grammar) is some sort of sport, where you get points for doing things 'correctly' and with 'skill' and for 'following the rules'. NO! YOU can say, write, or express whatever, or however you want to.