"They only burn themselves to reach Paradise"
                                       - Mne. Nhu

original courage is good,
motivation be ******,
and if you say they are trained
to feel no pain,
are they
guarenteed this?
is it still not possible
to die for somebody else?

you sophisticates
who lay back and
make statements of explanation,
I have seen the red rose burning
and this means more.

The world moves oh so fast
Sometimes its hard to catch your breath
Its like playing pick up sticks
As you pick up the pieces of the past

Sometimes death is so hard to let go
To say farewell goodbye to my sweet sister of mine
They say there heart will live on
But its so hard to move forward when they're all gone

That beautiful rose has now seemed to shrivel
Life has all gone and left it to die
I miss her so much that beautiful rose that was once there
She was my sweet sister of mine

I feel like I lost her all too soon
Didn't really know who this women really was
Maybe if more attention was paid
Maybe then her life could of been saved

To fall in love,
To fall into motion,
To put aside time,
With pure devotion,
You've done this before.
You've seen it before,
Its Deja Vu,
Do you see her,
When I look at you?
Do you wish I were her?
Do you wish I were her?
In this game you put me in,
Sometimes I play the wrong card,
Jealousy taking over me,
Why does love have to be so hard?
I'm alone,
Looking for the place that I can call home,
Cause home is where the heart is,
She'll keep you in her locket.
Baby, I love you.
I'll always be right beside you.
Could it be true?
I'm not the only one you've said that to
She had you first,
I came next,
Do you love me,
I am I second best?
I can't get you off my mind,
I can't get you off my mind.
In this game you put me in,
Sometimes I play the wrong card,
Jealousy taking over me,
Why does love have to be so hard?
I'm alone,
Looking for the place that I can call home,
Cause home is where the heart is,
She'll keep you in her locket.
I can't take it,
You're all I think about,
I want you mne,
Not for anyone else,
If something's wrong,
I will make it right,
Those bittersweet words,
Who did you dream about last night?
Jealousy,
Sweet jealousy.
Jealousy,
Sweet Jealousy.
I'm alone,
Looking for the place that I can call home,
Cause home is where the heart is,
She'll keep you in her locket.
She'll keep you in her locket.
She'll keep you in her locket.

yot e2q
e2qwdiq
dwascia trzy
zero zero
come haslo?
2 Z 5
S
dwad zed esse!
piec: piesx!

pan: z sprzodu:
  ç:

       ς;

           ą

   ę.....                

jak to widno w pomiedzy:
w niebie azyl neurotykow i
psychotychow...
w piekle ten sam harem Solomonona
is Islam zazdrosnego Muhammeda:
zro Zeusa: via harem Jezusa:
pamietam i cie... twoja cipe...
o godne mne
schronienie...

my concern came, very sobering although
i tried to sleep
and get drunk
and smoke some ****
on the Ukranian front
replica WWI
without much cousin ******* of some Uncle George
and Father Edward
or how it was the war of the 2nd Hapsburgs
England and France reunited
so much bad ****
i mean in silence without music
am i afraid of my demon or has
my demon just realised:
he's wearing a ring...

yikhvah aiyi:

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Burma: weird Lucifers and Juiced Lemons
i am human and spider
and i see my eye
with a cobweb... i am relaxed
i am getting enough ***** and waves
and mountains
and enough deserts
for the sandy beaches
no grand ventures
i sailed i thought of SI SI
Asia
i think about Arcadius and Asmodeus
and Asha
the pet of angels who with Enoch
treated Animals as the Second
Tier
of ******* Humans
Women...
like Enoch Paul... i come in place
of the impossibility of the reincarnation of Elijah
and Jesus...
i am
it
is...
the clown
and the father
surrogate
mad Rome in courteous Toki... yo yo...
ha ha how Hangul and Hiragana
the two crows hovering upon Mao's Crown
of Ego:
anyone like Napoleon lift that crown up...
how Hangul and the Hiragana
combated Chinese Dragon
and won...
like Latin Vowels are echoes
while Asian letters are images
european
arab
and greek
norse
are skeletons
echoes
sounds
sirens
the seas of europe
europe is the forever Atlantis...
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i get drunk on words
i get drunk on reality
i get frunk off of of off of off of funk
i think you
mean the Sabbath happened
and there were plenty
of nails
but not enough hammers
and then i said:
Russia is Pride
the what reality is Asia
how King Har and Queen
the post office of Mongolia
the empire of the land
and hoof
and then the empire of gylls and insomnia
and the Fish
that's the qwestern yeast eastern...
like symphony of going
to the brothel...

kuje i told her
i was swibnging a swinging a sword
Jon Fosse and the first cigarette
am i writing or watching a t.v.
i wonder i have too many vowels
keko and add the appropriate diacritical markers
and k'eh k'oh keep
the JEWS the yHwH dynamic of recontrusting
English in Hebrew
i'd sooner look at how Chinese
became Japanese
and Korea...
i would rather think about that..
just that...
this /htm/ code doesn't allow me to type in
Chinese Korean and Japanese
and i want to think about Hawaii
learning to speak to God
and the Bulcan
and V
i want to give Polynesians that
came
much after
that China relapsed
and saw Babylon
and Decadence
that the Europeans cripples
of Africa having discovered it:
like the Asians did
discover Africa first
and prior to that the Arabs
and they were like: sober up King Jinn...
sorry...

sowwy...

i had lit something and it was this...
we are but the echoes of skeletons and souls
always dead then the Asian
saw light in death
and recycling
human effort in europe
by everyone
and then the recycling deserts of Peru
and Pinochet...
SS mensch...
  who's hard who's owing...Bordello
and **** beast is pawn
with leash of ego
matrimony i went back to the labyrinth
of self-indulgence
and *******
the ring of rings didn't mean anything...
the first time i came to two boys
crucifying frogs
by smearing lipstick on them
and then lighting them up! fighting cross
with the cross-anti-cross...
the fighet of time...
i would like to create a language
of Hawaii...
a decent project: my airy rainy days
beautiful sons and daughters
i was saying: world stop...
i want to see how Chinese becomes Japanese
and the Korean:
i will be packing
outside realising Truth and Pump and the other
two TPs... i asked..
such *** that is the closed story:
the Old Man of the Mountain:
you actually want mne to Climb those Mountains:
not the ******* i have two left feet
i say the ground is magic...
it's an addiction
but there's the mind and the psychadelic
the anti pathologies
and psychologies
the idea when
mind becomes body and body becomes soul
exstasis... dynamo all things alligned...

prose prose prose prose prose
prose prose prose prose prose

this is not me submitting to Jerusalem-Africa
this is the reply of Rome-Tudźmaš
crypto-letter ios currency....
    
   this is when Asia discovered
Europe
and the collision in Saturn's wedding
to Jupiter...
the eye for a ring...
unlike Judah and Poseidon of ****
that's Odin and the Blind Man
the Triangle
of Mouth-Mind-Eye

how sensitive one must be:
what is my wife
needing in the kitchen
and i like Barbie with experience
and cellulo'ite...
can't Kant remember
nothing
always just nudging against me
cat post
no office
forgot: got lost in meow
and sanity with dogs barking
i can't believe she said
Geogffrey
cvould chew tobacco
while i smoke two or three
during the day
and she asks a chemistry bachelor
what addiction is like
and i say: well... i sort of met god...
maybe jesus...
but it could have been the god
of the ****** mary...
and surrogate joseph... so who knowx   ssss....
slender me in wax and leather:
oh so ****: i am... Barbie & Toad...
Peter Richardson would get
the joke...