Government. Of. Discipline.

Old and New testament

Jesus , jes means we or yes, yes us…

Jesus= yes us, we the children of G. O. D.


Je: noun. : something (such as an appealing quality) that cannot be adequately described or expressed.


Wish: verb. :feel or express a strong desire or hope for something that is not easily attainable; want something that cannot or probably will not happen.

The G.O.D didn’t stop after publishing books, they realized brick and mortar guaranteed profits, why stop at 25% from taxes when they can get another 10% in the baskets!

Money is the root of all evil but yet every bill states  “in G.O.D we trust” along with slave owner faces…

But yet the Washington Redskins was racist… they took their land and now their team, I’m not sure Commanders is any better… Commanders killed Indians… OFFENSIVE

Teachers taught Christopher Columbus was a hero not a murderer and ******.

****** is still doing damage, World War II is still going on look at all the SUPER HUMANS aka ****-heads… a special thanks to Japan, this recipe has been delightful.

“United We Stand, Divided We Fall” As 2 parties go to war breaking us apart in an effort to pick 1 leader…

Sin a result from forbidden bitten fruit, ironic how 90% of us have sin in our pockets…IPHONE

G.O.D has us paying monthly payments in order for us to be heard, recorded, tracked and followed.

When it gets really bad dilute the pain with a dozen cold cans of overpriced poison.

There’s a tax for everything you need, want and purchase… even our property and shelter…

ENOUGH IS ENOUGH

don’t worry if you’re short this month just raise your debt ceiling… but yet the G.O.D has the real HollyWood spreading lies with the fake news  designed to divide us all into labelized categories.

Banks get robbed because banks are robbers, double digit interest rates hurt just as bad as bullets, 7 year terms feel like a life sentence…

At best you live 10 decades, why do we give a **** about the stuff that doesn’t really matter, time is the most valuable resource but we allowed them to confine us…

8 hours to sleep, 8 hours to work, 8 hours left of the day and all it really is “ Home, car, gas station, work, lunch, work, home and every single thing listed came with TAX!!! MoNoPoLy .
Pass go pay G.O.D $200

Done for now, to be continued…

What if today I took up space,
Decided it’s okay to love my face?
I’m allowed to scream and shout,
Don’t have to fake it, or hide to pout.

What if I told you you’d caught my eye,
Instead of waiting as moments pass by?
Would I then be viewed aggressive?
For knowing what I want, deemed obsessive?

Maybe I just want my needs fulfilled,
To show you I’m here, and equally skilled.

What if I let myself laugh too loud,
Not worrying about standing out in a crowd?
Let my opinions spill like wine,
No apologizing for these thoughts that are mine.

What if I danced alone in the street,
Made strangers smile at my untamed beat?
Would I still be called too much,
Or would someone finally crave my touch?

What if I didn’t talk myself down,
Lived my truth without fearing your frown?

I could say whatever comes to mind,
No more stitches, my lips now unbind.
I’ve made myself so small these days,
But I want to be big, have my turn on the stage.

This time I won’t even perform,
I’ll give a speech, I’ll change my norm.
Maybe it’s time to be unhinged,
To let myself out, chase a few whims.

I’m flipping cards and reading the room,
The sun has set, I’ve a meeting with the moon.
I’m begging her, please, take this part out of me,
The part that holds back until she gets up to leave.

I want to be open without all the hurt,
I want something real, something that works.
I daydream and plan and fantasize life a certain way,
But I want to accept it how it is today.

I want to believe the words from his lips,
But I think they’re poison, and I’m being tricked.
I spiral and spin and tornado a lot,
Trying to be brave, something I’m not.

It feels okay until everything is quiet,
Then all of my feelings join in a riot.
I just need a second or two to relax,
But I’m always on edge, and I can’t seem to step back.

Yet I don’t fall, just stand here and wait
For the wind to call or to decide my fate.
Just enough fear to keep me frozen in place,
Standing on a cliff in a purgatory daze.

I went to college, I got a degree, I don't do drugs, well- not that many,
I've played the wife and the side piece too, I've funded others life styles-
then suffered alone
I spend my days checking my phone
For what? I'm not sure, anyone who gave a **** about me I kicked to the curb-
or they left,
Had enough of my facade,
my relationship with others
always goes wrong
Either I'm too codependent or
I live on the moon
I never could get it right,
so I've hid in my room
I used to go out ya know- I used to be fun,
I could laugh and have a good time but now I just run
If I take too many shots I'll start to cry
so instead of ruining the party
I think I'll just hide
I ache for a feeling that doesn't exist but when I get close my head throws a fit
I know all my flaws and
every ugly feature
How am I supposed to believe someone else could love this creature?
I'm better on paper and returned in practice, the warranty's gone bad
there's no reason to have this
Just for a second I believe
you think I'm gold,
and though that feels so peaceful-
my mind turns me to mold
And you can't see that
I'm making you sick
I don't want to hurt you,
I want to be loved
But once these thoughts start rolling in- sticking around is easier said than done

Don’t speak to me about her
Don’t talk to me about love
Don’t ask me to help plan your advances
Don’t ignore her blatant rejection
Don’t keep pursuing her

The more you speak her name
The more I want to wash out your mouth
The more you draw her face
The more I want to curse your hands

She told you no
And yet you call out her name
She ignored your call
And you passed her notes

A true love recognizes rejection
And doesn't keep pushing it

A true love respects boundaries
And doesn't keep getting close

And yet you still come to me
Talking of how to ask her
When in reality
She hates you more than you could know

Wake up
She doesn't see you as even a friend
She sees you as someone who is obsessed
She sees you as someone who hugs her without permission
She sees you as someone who draws her without consent
She sees you as someone who won't stop asking
No matter how much she keeps rejecting

Wake up
She doesn't love you

I want this to end
please everything just stop!
I'm begging you oh! God
i can't deal with this

I want to cut myself so deep that all i  become is bone
I want to smash my head against the wall
make paintings with my blood
PLEASE STOP!

You tell me that you're concerned
but then why do you ignore me
like a pig on a street
is that what you think of me?

I'm done trying
My legs broken from carrying this pain
my windpipe punctured by the comments you make
My skin crimson form the cuts i create

I get hooked with a therapist
but instead of help ,all they blab is *******
that makes me question to my broken core
Am I going mad?

Can you ******* shut up
all i want is to be alone
all i want to be is held
by someone who loves me unconditionally

you say your love is pure
but is it? you manipulate me
I love you, but do you love me?
You made me question everything

Your ******* homophobic mindset,
its so revolting , I feel ashamed to be your son
You say no matter what happpens you are my son
but the very next second you spill your guts

I'm sorry i disappoint you constantly
I'm sorry, I bleed
I'm sorry, I'm weak
I'm sorry, would you ever forgive me?

Like how you run your fingers through my hair and stare at me with that smile of yours
when you think I’m not looking,
like how you light up whenever you see me
and you always rush to try to find me
and get up in my space?
Like how you spend time with me,
how you stay over at my house and I stay at yours?
Like how you get worked up over video games, and how sometimes
I can’t tell if you have a crush on me or are just an a##hole.
Now I know,
you’re just
an
a##hole.