Black white and colors
reflect
refract
negate
positively exist
the being of nothingness
outweighed when energy transcends
imagine the light
carried from a holographic world abroad
compressed the size of thy pin
squeezed through holes
cellular construction coupled with
organic optics
a measure to the scape
mirrored senses
building a world around us
turning energy amidst the stars
in chaotic form
to a cosmological frame for what may be
a world in my head
projects back out
catch that twenty two
irony doesn't end
evolution allowed
over 40 single versions
so **** yourself for over
70 single virgins
black out the transmission
end the colors
vibrations amongst the strings
will never truly stop
only seize to look upon itself
till the eye evolves
once again

Personal decree over populous gain,
one Mans profit,
seeking to obtain,
a journey of self worth,
at another's expense,
leave the child in hunger,
they bare not the fruit,
leave all men behind,
wish not carry they're own,
a path was left,
that of a Man,
in his wake,
carry the burden,
one thousand men,
but benefit sol,
lay eyes,  His gold,
weigh this, His wealth,
feel death, His fury,
tread not, His path,
for this,
the Man,
with all the wealth,
owned many a men,
name and trade,
work for Me,
here is your pay,
He'll take what He needs and leave you to heave,
wondering whilst He sits alone,
why no,
sister,
daughter,
mother,
of the men he owns
will lye with Him,
less a coin be spared,
thought He could buy the world,
but only sat in its waste,
took every ones earns,
that there food,
not even a scrap,
left be spared,
***** the forests,
all gold He could find,
a most unhappy Man,
He died.

adjacent at my right,
your thoughts with you are,
strewed in opposition,
calling out my name,
i am the child,
you are the adult,
why wont i understand,
for i have no experience,
no life lived,
my intrigue provoked,
ideal foresight,
but that, all they are,
questions to actions,
tell me im wrong,
just an ignorant soul,
for i must see the world,
the way that you do,
and for the sake of the horse,
hope the legs can support,
the stead in which you ride,
for it must be cold,
one thousand jen high,
should i bow at your feet?
as my opinion indifferent,
blasphemer,
heathen,
tell me to seal my mouth,
say "I dont listen",
over again,
you never heard the words,
"your hurting my chest",
stepping on my lungs,
hearing one phrase of words,
"you dont listen",
but i heard every word,
whether i agree or not,
is another lore,
but ill admit im wrong,
will you do the same?,
now i'll hope you know,
i judge you not,
i love that you have opinion,
for you are only human,
even if the whip strikes my back,
ill never stop,
continue your attack,
for these are my thoughts,
you made me this way,
you cant change my brain.

I am forgettable,
cover my memories,
make it easier,
for the blind wont see,
the mute sing a tune,
the def wont hear,
use your black ink,
stroke the brush,
erase the past,
occasion of epoch,
nothing more,
a brick to step on,
lay your wall,
my heart,
your stone,
my blood,
your mortar,
few to the many,
trample my chest,
stretch my lungs,
a moment in which you took my breath.

a blight upon the world,
that means nothing in the first ******* place,
infinite fractals,
three dimensional segments,
of the fourth dimension,
broken in stand still,
an illusion of time,
grasp that of gods,
for we are,
omnipresent,
a color from light,
opus in value,
exceeding that of the night,
temporal time frames,
igniting,
fire,
passion,
wars,
surging,
rain,
anger,
death,
breathing,
gale,
adroit,
life,
composing,
earth,
calm,
peace,
that which continues,
as the strings vibrate,
all at once,
infinite in finite,
collapsed to zero,
in best understanding,
for a substance,
that cant understand,
imagination filling,
creating beauty,
we'd wished,
we see,
singularity looks back on itself,
the only time to be read,
watch our atoms collide,
multiverses inside,
never find the answer,
as looking in,
is looking out.

pass me grandpas,
old cough syrup,
strap into these stirups,
I'll ride this horse till dawn,
hope the sherrif shows soon,
cuz my six guns ready to shoot,

with the words that were written,
drawn in the sand,
a grave dug deep,
lye in your filth,

I walk this desert,
all by myself,
sand all around,
in this hell,
horse died,
about a half mile back,
got no bullets,
for this six gun,
empty retribution,

was I ready,
to **** this man,
a father and husband,
to daughter and consort,
lost his life,
to agony,
hatred,
Im just a man,
set ready defend,
what I believe in,
call me antagonist,
better than fascist,
should have shot first,
then you wouldnt be dead,
play the hero,
you thought you were super man,
your arms to slow,
so now I sulk,
why'd you want me dead,

I walk this desert,
all by myself,
sand all around,
in this hell,
horse died,
about a half mile back,
got no bullets,
for this six gun,
empty retribution,

wish I could **** myself,
to end this hell,
if this was your plan,
I wish i was dead,
me on the ground,
my blood runs out,
but i trudge on,
instead,
wishing i could **** you again.

Words that were written,
drawn in the sand,
erased with the winds,
when the horse fell to knee,
bone crushing earth,
unstoppable spite,
arrogance,
confidence,
a line crossed too often,
sparse recognition,
in moving this mountain,
so lay in your grave,
look down on my horse,
lacuna omission,
Aniquilación,
perceive with your eyes,
bribe your six gun,
ignite the fire.