happiness...is everything. Happiness isnt based on money and sometimes not even on what you're doing. Its about who your with.
its about living with no regrets
And realising that a bad thing will last a few months, so who cares if he doesnt ask you out? who cares what your parents catch doing with the one who does? and who cares what anyone says about you.
Happiness is taking a risk
and it pays off
and even if it doesnt
another oppurtunity presents itself.
happiness is staying up all night with your frends.
happiness is water fights on late summer evenings.
happiness is love....lust only gives moments of happiness to the fact you cant believe you have that person...love leaves you eternally in wonder of how you ended up feeling so right.
happiness is being with your friends and wearing crazy *** hats in public
happiness is seeing a familiar face in nevr ending sea of lies.
happiness is no homework
happiness is having tickle fights with the one you love
happiness is lying in the sun looking at the clouds
happiness is doing wat you want to do
happiness is helping one another
happiness if giving all of you no matter how much you recieve in return
happiness is being able to speak your mind
happiness is knowing you have earnt all the praise you get and being able to say thank you...not going red, studying your shoelaces and bringing yourself down
happiness is confidence
happiness is working hard for something
happiness is being wateva you want and not caring what anyone says...you only get to live once..you will nevr live it down if you're on your deathbed and you realise that you've spent your whole life being what everyone else wanted you to be. living a lie
happiness is finding out who you are
happiness is coming home and your parents ask you how your day was...evn if u jst grunt back
happiness is singing in the shower as loud as you can...i mean showers hav that magical power that means no-one else can hear you...rite?
happiness is not being afraid to say someone is hot...it makes u all giggly...saying someone is good looking doesnt neccessarily mean you want them
happiness is feeling safe
happiness is feeling wanted
happiness is feeling at peace with yourself
happiness is feeling that someone always has your back
happiness is when something isnt funny..but your so happy to see someone that u cant stop smiling
happiness is that one thing you can nevr really express to someone...its like a drug, it makes you do crazy things...its make you feel ontop of the world.
this made me happy knowing that peopl will read this and feel happy
it made me happy because i made a good attempt to describe something that can nevr be completely decribed.

happiness is the one thing that keeps you going when you're like the single flowers whose colours hav turned to shades of grey

i cant explain this happiness

**** cops
and everything they don't do.

**** cops
who don't talk to peopl
like they are people,
who talk to them like witnesses
or victims.

**** cops
who put their badges down at night
and listen to their friends tell black jokes
and don't say a word.
(This goes for white and black cops.)

**** cops,
I've got nothing more to say,
all they've done is taken
when i've been around;
ransacked my room
and talked to me
like I'm an idiot,
*******.

Cops don't keep ******* safe,
don't want to
and never wanted to.

Yolo is the dummifed form of Capre Dieme
No offense but its for the dim minded. The not so bright. I need an acronym to tell me ** to live peopl.
You only live once
Ha! Duh you only live once cause you only got on life
To hold on to. There aint no restarts. No regeneration this aint no game.

Seize the day! Go ahead and explore that cave that seems endless and could swallow up like some big two headed monster
Go head and take the roller coaster ride. Look at square its false eyes and say yo you, think you is big and bad i can take you i aint scared.
Cause that's what Carpe Diem is all about
Seizing the day like there ain't no tommorow
Give all your love
Pay back what you borrowed
Hang with yo buds and have a few laughs
Do the things you want to do
as long you don't get handcuffed

Just go out and Carpe Diem!

OccupyWallStreet : The First Front

The laborious efforts of Liberty
Will not go
Unnoticed
Untelevised revolution
Witnessed
By mute voices
Til the crowd joins in
The media’s immediate
Covering of the story
Takes on a new meaning
Internet live streaming
American Dreaming
Of the Awakening
The world’s been waiting for
Bullhorns blow
As the
The Bull’s horns
Are approached
With a silent crashing
The whole world
Will remember
The 17th of September
Backed against the wall
The public confronted the Wall
Streets filled with peace
Protesters who speak
For the rights of the peopl
The %99

Mount Everest
you are too high for me.
People worship thee like God.
Thee never flinch
Thee never crack when the earth is shook.
Thee never cry
but why peopl cry when they climb on you?
Thee has a strong back like a dinasour but they can't grip on you.
I know you are friends with the wind and the Sun.
I know you are like one of the Greek gods.
But u aren't kind.
I lost my brother
who was so overzealous
you should have let him win!
you killed him with your power!
you should have let him win!
He loves his country so much
He risked his life
so he can prove to everyone.
I wonder why people love you
you are so cold
no wonder ice stays with you
watch out!
i will be coming with an army
and we will be standing
on your head with pride.

People might leave
People might
But i know i won't be those peopl
You cry
You sigh
But don't wine
Cause we'll always be here
You can count on us
You can tell us
We sur won't tell nobody
You can trust
You can tell
Cause i won't be the on to go

why is there so many faces of hate, so many reasons not too but follow the ones who taught you, to, hate. we are not born this way, to live a life filled with angering decay>our first breath was made for love crying for what , so many peopl run from. yet our human path was set, we  the life as good as death. fake plastic people revolveing door in the labor and delivry room , revolving door at the cementary and morgue. We lived this life striving for what?. to be cast down and judged. I fought my whole angasnt your hate and racism. I wonder would it been like if i wasnt hated for the color of my skin. i wonder what it wuold be like if i wasnt hated for the clothes i wear, or the tattoos that tell a story. I wonder what if would be like aif iwasnt hated for being alive.Never will the wounds of your hate and the words you say, beable to removed the scarsof your way. i m fovever changed , marked tattooed internally, emtional brutality , The worl have somany people on it most have different faces, rarely do we see these their faces of love. i wonder what it would be like if i wasnt hated , but loved. A true love like from above yet able to touch . I know i thought i experiecned humans abiblty to love, but it was a dream , a lie i chose to belive . This human race with forever hurt eachother rather then love. Its sounds crazy, that  our humanity uses fear to gain wealth and popularity. for selfish end , the common man , turn thier back and say  **** a friend. what is your price i ask you to think , is your comfortable Hate really what you wan to believe .Take off your mask , unviel your face, take a good look at love in all the human race, for how stupid can you be, to hate a whole race of people, because of a lie you choseing to believe. I wonder what it would be like to live this life not being hated for the color of my skin, i have experienced thier hate, and racist ways. yet i still stand , i still fight.... i will not laydownand walk in the masses of lies,, even though my skin is white. A white man?over privledge, white boy, always has an easy life?Now thats a lie i ask you all to dispize. it would be wise for us rto open our eyes, see the lives, like mine

best leave the beast of Satan the contradictory: confused, "self"... England is the Anti-Christ... retarted: almost... i will make these peopl;e grovel: and wish to be governed: but these are not the people i used to know: there's an England i used to know: i never thought i'd be moving toward American governence... i never thought England could become this.. this sorry... but when considering the people: and people of people as a whole: i sinned: oh ****: i sinned: i attuned myself to the mind of the Titans: jeez! the geometry and the geology the -try- and the -ogy-... history as etymology: the Islamic barbaric last supposed give them flux and enough money and dinosaur seller juice: watch the death of Islam.... watch the death of a religion! watch it closely... they are not sending Arabs into Europe: just the lost shavings of the Ummah: the Turks the Pakistanis the Sudanese: not the Arabs... seriously not the Arabs... watch the death of Islam with me...

i cooked two curries tonight:
with homage:
Shiva: basil seeds
Kali: some other seeds
the turtule almost suffocated
round my niehgbours
nay-boroughs:

    dyslexic
      sorry what?
Americans fighting buying
Greenland like
Alaska
and problem
withTobacco
Marijuana: i said joint:
venture...

this castle gonna blow!
if i'd be Christ
i'd be King Charles III
and it would be no mysteriu=ous owe us
i said no mysterious Napoleon
or ******:
just England
and the History of the World...
well obviously this is fringe
dynamic...
of ideas: whereby
i can leave the id-id phenomenon
of id imagines
when it sees colours and dreams
and pictures...
so on the operating table of schematics..
who asked either Freud or Jung is
eoncompass the man thus caged:
more easily..

take time,
invest in it:
like you might
in stock

i believe money
originates in the
demonic-techno-ontological
being of DEI-MON...
who's father is lost
playing video
games in absence
within the realm of
reincarnation
as much as the blame
goes onto Europe
via Russia
i think the crisis is felt
unvirsally
across Asia and Europe

my pet project
i've been looking
i've been looking
for Satan and Loki
but Satan is a title
bestowed upon Men
in this Anti-Catholicism of
denegrating Angels to Sainthood:
a Saint Michael
and a Martin Luther King St.
not Jr
but St
like Saint Street
in New York
i don't know
i was in \New York
i walked through it
like a plough-ghost
i was asking for spare change
of the soul that comes to me...
my t.v. is the imitation
of Icon
in Iconography there's no ******
****** explored religiosity and
the politics
but not the art of painting icons
and look at the Black MAdonna in light
now look at me...
say: acha! ah! ah! sneeze!
this wonderdrome of paved light
and my footsteps echo
i am alone in the barren memory grave...
let those i know
not make me switch up on all
the available t8.v5
channels... i'm getting a headache
i just realised before
going to sleep:
we speak a speak of a la nguage
luggage...
******* luggage:
embryo and the woman's ego...
get a chicken:
prized: bonus... an egg...
and i had to walk the night of the soul
i walked the night of the soul
as i walked the day of mind
in this night and in this cold
oi thiol my grandmother is afraid of me
io think thinks i am older
in my grandmother
and here
body
there
mind
i think of my father
when he said
youi should phlosophy books
in old age:
but what i wouldn't with such SCARAB OF MIND
and apparently so much Police...
if iu were biorn a translator...\
politics of love from those living
in the Necropolis
like good catholic lighted...
and nsaid to whispers
in the sight of hearing died
and children stopped singing
and the men started talking
and when it would be known that
i wal;ked a oath of god
for the Path... to be revelled road
not the egpism of the solip[sism
god reminds
that he doesn't walk alone
god walks around
but god does not walk alone
he is la allah lah
i walk alone and this crux
like imagine Jesus stranded on
New York Christ-Icon
let us imagine christ-icon
the res extensa
and jesus the res cogitans
now let us think for
a while
concerning
humanity's quest for Messiah:
the God Temporary...
peopl;e are asking for
a Temporary God:
autocratic born
from the sort
like Satan King Blessed Country
my MYthical Poland
En gland is an Airport
i'mn going places:
i'm going Kauai...

         iagine being 72
and reading philosophy for the first
time...now imagine:
i spared my youth in philosophy books
and 30s became practuce gtround
on testing human vaginas
on male tarots and imbecile ego
projectiles....

grease my leather
tank in
my iron grease
i say

STANISLAV IGNATIOUS WITKIEWICZ...
A Farewell to Autumn
i am a bibliophile
\too
i think
      
      do i ; look OO l l l
lk i was ghi
thinking of Greece
and bPolish girl wants
a Greek boy
but can't recognise it from out:

not one has translated that book
into English
how about
i know
who christ is
anbd who jesus
isn't...

    ket us begin.. HIERLL

le clerc
this untidy ghost
this untidy ghost
serves a master halves
no half
no glutton
from mirror-narcissus
apostheys-hammer...

i need Greeks...
to question by the testimony of qyarters
the following...

the book the idol
and the chirrup
don't worry:
fame is not memory
fame fades quicker than
memory...
let you leave
memory in the few
than fame in the many

wife said
let you leave
memory in the few
than fame in the many!

yes.... that'snme:

i'mnthe adamant figure
Welsh?!
Ri?!
SH?
SCOOT!?
i bask in this Island
is bigger than London
no bigger than

the quest for the doing
is done
now it the trans-generational
above
trans-gender like Satan is
to *** like Christ
is to Age...
imagine Christ as Age
and Satan as ***
and never ascribe the names
Jesus and Nazareth
now filter
through all that is worshipped
in the history of man
then find the individual
in the history of a history
then break the ibn
individual once more
then learn how Special New York
is
and London is too flat
and no aim
of the bliss the Osmosis
like a breeze from MAnchester
from the north of England
i think it's
DES ROCS - never ending moment
i trihnk my poetry needs this it it
i'd it it:
i think i'm moving porecvelain from
Liverpool through to Southend...
i think my wife
thinks i work for the MAFIA DEUS
i think my wife
thinks i work for the mafia of god...
i don't trust thse trustworthy people and my daughters
and don't do an AMASEUS
but anon:
ha ha... oh heez i jeez
i remember summoning my TOTEM
FOX
and i know all that... i think: i think that i am...
grammar up garden not sand and pyres
and pyraminds
from the garden asking
Jew
my proportionate number
asking...

                   the solitude and the timing of
punctuation;
thus the emerging tribe of solitutdes...
not the chosen tribe
the people a nation
you are mistaken
we are the tribe of the solitudes
and the thrists of the mysteries of the first myseries..
i will give you: woman:
the weapons:
but i will not wage your war...
i will be more Hephaestus
than
Mars...
i will ask GHera
Hera: more than Christ:
in a marriage:
i will ask the Polytheistic DEities
and even my daughter says
she says stop being so
Christian and Alt-Punk...
the religion hides in the open
from the sleeping ****** and Communism
of a people of Russia
and the Former Mongolian Empire...
because so many peopl e are
rigid and fridgit... and
i can't stop shaking...