Trying to tame that which is within is a counter defect too something even more excruciatingly impossible too seemingly dabble right into! All because nothing truly ever remains the same afterwards...when all limitations are shot clean straight off the market! A market that is ONLY of the making towards what truly is from within, that harms ALL products into a complete stasis of "subjugation". Subjugation is how this thing (from within) is desperately trying too fool you into even trying to reach out from within (first and foremost). Actually, there's NO telling what could happen when you even try to "reach out from within"??? Since nothing is truly trusting when limitations start to burn out! Like a "spark plug" inside a cars engine that burned out because it short-circuited too many times, that it eventually wore it's entire self out cold! Showing that even while trying too tame (that which is within) may seem like just an incredible idea...at first.... Only until you are shown you've been left both lost and forgotten, altogether. Until you were to finally discover that nothing ever made sense to begin with. It's because you've been out cold this entire...**** time! WHY?! And why am I just noticing this now...?! Simple... Because a long, long, long...time ago... You tried to control something beyond ALL your wildest dreams of being capable of achieving! Especially while trying to tame that which is within! You can't erase the past! Just like when you are finally discovering that you've been short-circuited one too many times! Conclusion... The end result, is a massive tempting pleasure! Showing that you were obviously right about one thing... The market from within, is now spreading joy too your most wildest dreams about simply trying to merely take on that which is within! PS... What do you suppose that could mean...?
You can't even (for the very lives of your individualities) try to simply attempt your "tempting" selves into taking on (that which is within)! You will certainly lose! As you were ALWAYS...meant too!!!
IF you follow me bring the dead along for all the children have suffered and all madmen pollute || ~~ IS GAME OVER “? between sun-beating down & STARS beating psychotic clowns/ the pogo clown has died forever. If you could you might adjust your eyes against all monsters that follow …kiss me if you survive \perishing is a buildingGRACE of reSKINNING the Soul (oh whoa oh whoa oh wow oh no oh hey) …just say the hardest price to pay // are the things for free // eat and drink remain my memory deeply between crimson & sun-baked lips (music stretches thinner e a c h & e v e r y d a y carry on even if the stars extinguish the very hurt you receive time & space str e t c h ed pass a threshold of mortal pain…you see and creation is reversed forward God have mercy upon our weakened hearts shame shame it’s the only world we have and each other — there ain’t no denying (OH mother! No denying LIFE is a THORN against my eyes; as i bend down i try to find my BEING within a deeply yelled moan; i’m dying i’m dying i’m rolling round a desert stream — shambhala come again against trail dust and kasmir i am waiting i am decaying i am a mote of Poet t r aveling inside OPEN space considered: static syntax and congealed moments upon the professional grace of unspoken words. whoa…whoa…it’s the hardest price to pay when things so expensive are for free.
Joys of celebration ringing on your ear Smiling and happy people in every rear What was missing? Happiness, joys, and serenity Dancing in the floor with crowd Music and celebration so loud Mideast of all I was dancing for formality I was wandering far from the reality I am dancing with the whole world Yet a shivering and lonely feeling of cold Fast and speedy has this dance become But pain increasing inside me that I have to overcome Enjoyed by others this mutual touch of dance I alone feeling like its dance to call the menace
The touch that will end soon Feeling will be with moon Said that everyone will be here End of happiness And that will show true and fare Dance will become a march of dead And soon no one will even share one crumb of bread Evil that resides in us as selfishness and greed Will take over the happiness and will breed
No more dance and mutual touch of attachment Killing and betrayal will be final and detachment
Soon I will be dancing again In the pool of vengeance and blood Question same thing that was here before as a flood What was missing? Happiness, joys and serenity
what is life??? Life without a music is just like death without a witness! but again what is life?Is it the journey of destiny or ain't it funny to be ha- ppy go lucky?I don't wanna be like a trigger-happy, what is life for those who care but lose it? no feeling of pride, fellowship, loyalty, lack of enthusiasm, devotion and honor! " no man is an island " according to John Donne. but for me-WE ARE ONE is what *I ah really want to EMPHASIZE!!!
"we can not talk peace and have a gun" says by *FM
In only one head shot... the spirit of the body would probably travel to the air just like a bullet. The same as this magazine,,,our life loaded as it begun yet gradually gone everytime we strum the trigger of rebellion