I provoke the rain of Hell
From Heaven high to earth below
There we'll float on gainful spells
We're ready for this world to go
And off to outer space, we're facing
Endless races to the furthest reaches of our teacher, the speaker, the logos of Cosmos
And beyond to distant Quasars,
No phasers, no lasers, weaponry
We're safe with hearts of purity
And naked with our souls we'll seek
The greatest cosmic mysteries

I've always sought and thought unreal
The spacecraft not of stone or steel but
Opened hearts and focused spirits
Woke by times both strange and fearful
Changing basic notions of
What we all say are mind and love

We're through with consumers, they've doomed us
We've moved on
The proof is the truth that all life will soon be gone
We've built and built, killed billions and still
We march toward gold archways which never were real

I can tell others feel it,
They're real and they heal me
Relations, creations, spontaneous meaning
It's all building up to a climactic moment
Of high expectation that we will all blow it
But we were born just so we'd know when the opening
Ceremonies go on for the New Age of Hope

It's outrageous to think of the hate which created this
Darkness and chaos,
(Our God has betrayed us!)
But that's why our savior said
Look the other way,
To meet hate with more hatred
Speeds up the decay

We love the villains, though they **** us by millions
Because they're truly a part of this cosmic cotillion
They can't see the dance while they're
Crashing and sinning
So they can't imagine they're actually IN IT
There's a part and they fit it,
Catalyst for the equipment
Of Salvation:
The nations of women and men
Beginning again
We'll cancel the debt and we'll all become friends

strait crazy

saintly mania raving.

new age jainist phasers
sang they praises
like
'hey mr bojangles,
go mangle up the angle,
shake shake shake the frame
& they'll thank you later.'

...sorry not today.

I'm feeling under the
earthquake weather.
wallowing wonder
following the devil
thru the desert
on great endeavors
to make it rain feathers
that sound like thunder.

famous as ever
nameless as heaven

to say the least
I'm slaying beasts that
came from me
in the first place.
this is lovehate.
lovehate lovehate.
& it's useless.

just lemme set the mood.

it's stupid
brutish beauty
mooing truly bluesy
marks & bruises
infused with martian
harmony incarnate,
caramelized carnage
set to soothing violent music.

broke record store cliché
faded to frustration feeding
a creaturely need for creation
& hellish lust for selfdestruction.

-nothing special-
just an absolute mess who
dilute the stress through allusion
allegory alliteration
hallucination delusion

***** it's a celebration.

tell the rest those losers
that got left I'm doing my best
even though I'm pretty upset
with how it's all panning out.

oh well I guess.

some years back, not too difficile to recall,
revive and animate those memories of love and disasters,
but the distance is comparable to half-a-dozen
eighty day trips around the world, many frequent
flyer  miles accumulated with trips to love disasters,
interspersed with the days of shock and awe believing
(sigh) that stumbled, fumbled my way in what we silly
call true love, which is really the high of believing
that you deserved the easy way, but now know, there
is no easy way, and romance is a hard earned privilege,
and sensory deprivation can  fool you, absence makes
you vulnerable, don’t be vulnerable, stand up right,
**** out, and eyes smiling but phasers on full, nonetheless…

this not a downer, but a dis-claimer, even I claim the
never be sure of the 100% foolproof methodologies for
discerning the genius of genuine,
when the risk is the reward
maybe when your 22, even 23,
you’ll be better at true discernment,
but until then be wise,
there is no saving the day,
till your knees are scraped,
and crackling and cracking
heart seem like the same thing


but they’re not
do not confuse
causality with correlation
love is not your cause, be-all,
or even the end-all, do the  work
on your self to betterment
24/7, knowledge to be wiser
comes with vive les expériences!
and

someday you’ll senses will be tickled,
and the aroma of possibilities will
arose that dormant hunger, and may
be a correlation to another human in the
immediate vicinity, a man, swimming
in your moat without permission, then,
check him out and maybe, jump in,
once you’ve passed the red cross lifesavers
test, cause the murk is murky, and is never
fraught with just rose water, but jump a
few toes in and if you’re still sinking,
hell he’ll
find away and give him the rope to help
you climb a board, yeah, a broad tough as
clear varnished nails with a heart radiating
the nuclear fission of Strontium 90.

A starship is in orbit, around an unknown planet.
Science officer Mr Spock, is just about to scan it.
Lieutenant Uhura's on the bridge, she's on communications.
Unscrambling the garbled messages, from different alien nations.

At the weapons station, Pavel Chekov's a good aim.
Birds of Prey and battle ships, torpedoes locked on again.
Helmsman Hikaru Sulu, he will take evasive action.
Avoiding fleets of enemy ships, with his fast reaction.

Bio beds are operational, report to the sick bay.
Doctor McCoy's ready to heal, with his hypospray.
Christine chapel will assist, she is the ships top nurse.
Helping with the medi scan, if anything gets worse.

Way down in engineering, you will find Montgomery Scott.
Tending to his engines, he's giving it all he's got.
The captains personal Yeoman, will always lend a hand.
She's versatile and beautiful, and known as Janice Rand.

A planets cultural Interference, this directive is our prime.
Is Kevin Reilly going to sing, "Kathleen" one more time.
This is Starfleet's finest crew, it comes as no surprise.
Captain James T Kirk's in command of the Enterprise.

Tricorders at the ready, step of the turbo lift.
The Galileo Seven needs Dilithium, the shuttle's set adrift.
Let's look in the engine room, there's an Enemy Within.
Transporters are malfunctioning, creating an evil twin.

The Changeling Nomad got destroyed, a classic computer error.
They matched the Romulans ship exact, in Balance Of Terror.
Tomorrow is Yesterday, with a sling shot around the sun.
Phantom bullets will not ****, The Spectre of the Gun.

A shape shifting monster is aboard, a Man Trap to revolt.
Just give it what it desires, a large amount of salt.
Young men like Mr Evans, shouldn't be all that complex.
He can **** with just a look, that's why he's Charlie X.

Wasn't it the Deadly Years, when the crew got old.
Jack the ripper then returned, in Wolf In The Fold.
Pon Far fighting to the death, this was a Time Amok.
Believing captain Kirk was dead, and killed by Mr Spock.

McCoy had to heal the creature, before they could Embark.
The Horter was protecting her young, in The Devil in the Dark.
Vampire clouds smell sickly sweet, It was a valuable lesson.
Firing sooner makes no difference, cos it was a pure Obsession.

Kirk used the Corbomite Manoeuvre, Balok was just a boy.
Captain Garf took over the asylum, in Whom Gods Destroy.
A parent's death, no remorse, And The Children Shall now Lead.
Kahn's a genetically engineered superman, found frozen in Space Seed.

They had Trouble with Tribbles, too fast in reproduction.
Light In Operation Annihilate, caused the parasites destruction.
Caught in the Tholian Web, lost in between dimensions.
Mudd's Women had an agenda, and their own hidden intentions.

An Arena was selected, so Kirk could fight the Gorn.
It's guaranteed when Kirk fights, his shirt is always torn.
On a Journey to Babel, Sarek hadn't seen his son for years.
Him and Spock are logical, and both have pointed ears.

What are Little Girls Made Of, was replaced by robotic law.
Three Witches sent a warning, to beware of the Catspaw.
You will be accelerated, within the Wink Of An Eye.
Doctor McCoy will say " he's dead Jim" if anyone should Die.

United planets quest for piece, the federations ultimate desire.
The Klingon war, a warriors way, to create their own empire.
Phasers charged and set to stun, grab your communicators.
Save the ship, protect the crew from all war instigators.

The final frontier is out there, turn over treks first page.
Captain Pike was in command, and captured in The Cage.
Number one was female, but she didn't take the glory.
Pike relived The Menagerie, but it's still the same first story.

We've scanned for alien life forms, and stepped through the Guardians door.
We have been to Vulcan, and Where No Man One Has Gone Before.
So live long and prosper, the captain is on deck.
Beam up the landing party, to continue our star trek.

eight, nine
nine, eight, nine
Hello, father, spare me a dime,
and pay the mime with
five landmines;
******* the bridge if
we've got time.

Appalachian Yeti-man:
set fire to the trashcan.
Call me hobo-stan,
and if the beard fits
grow it.

Show it;
show me the D.
Dentistry,
stay with me;
Explain for free:
"Dichotomy
of the mind"
thoughtfully,
for a time.

Robot-o me,
Mr. Oregato.
Set phasers to ****
stunningly.
Make fun of he
for bad grammar
and intellectuality.
He dumber;
me smarter.
She's aderall;
I'm martyr.

Destroy my innards,
Captain.
I need them not.
She leaves me rot,
and he feeds me Scott.

Scottie doesn't know
that Fiona and me
eat him in a van while
he's sleeping.
Cannibal,
call me Hannibal,
and she's the Jane to my
Tarzan,
pulling the fruits of
my loom.

surrounding us: a billion stars
in a time when a trip to mars is like walking around the block
and captain kirk and mister spock are arguing
about the prime directive.

we’re beaming to a planet’s surface. now listen:
i know about inverse tachyon beams
i know about coded klingon screams
i know about going to warp factor eight
i know about redshirts' survival rate.
(no. chance.)

i’m beaming down with the main crew
to the surface of minerva II
we've got a malfunctioning interstellar transceiver which is distressing-- dysgraphing? dismantling…
…i don't know.
scotty said it was defective.

so we’re on this planet,
standing on one side of a thick forest packed with monster janeks,
starfleet says we need to fix this thing yesterday, and we’re in a panic—
and **** it, mccoy is a doctor, not a lumberjack,
and kirk says we should just burn through the middle with phasers,
and spock says we must preserve respect for all life forms no matter the situation.

now please remember kirk’s the captain.
that means he runs this show
but kirk always listens to spock,
so
we spend two days walking through the forest.

surrounding us: a billion trees
in a place where a strange disease is rare as feathers in a flock
and captain kirk and mister spock are arguing
about the prime directive.

halfway through this dark-lit trip
things go wrong (obviously)
and an alien with shellac for skin captures the captain.
said alien grabs a vine, ascends into the canopy of the trees,
and for one glorious moment
i believe kirk’s the dead guy in this episode, not me!

but spock, in his calm and logical vulcan voice,
orders us to exercise any necessary force to recover the captain.
translation: **** EVERYTHING. JUST GET KIRK BACK.

we reach the janek village.
being a good redshirt, i rush in, phaser blasting, ready to complete the heroic rescue of our captain—
and get killed instantly.

as i was dying, i heard the sound of thousands of janeks dying beside me
saw spock help kirk off the ground
and the last words I heard were theirs:
“captain, are you in need of immediate medical attention?”
“nah, spock, i’m fine—”
“mr. scott. the captain is hurt. beam us aboard immediately.”
one’s arm over the other’s shoulders,
they vanished.

surrounding them: a billion stars
in a time when a trip to mars is like walking around the block
and captain kirk and mister spock are arguing
about the prime directive—

but the prime directive
was never the real objective.

Black holes and nebulae
Planets and stars
Phasers on stun
So no one was harmed

Black and white
Then colour and films
You were a kids hero
The stuff of dreams

Enterprise went to the stars and beyond
Tackled apartheid and other taboos
Never faltered and because of you

So Mr Spock we say Farwell
You were a hero to many a child
Go now on your journey
One to beam up
You lived long and we prospered
From knowing you

A decade under the influence of a little devotional about faith and the greatest romances of the 20th century.

All of this time spent in Brooklyn, Miami, and El Paso yet you haven't replaced the ghost man on third. Someone needs to step up to the plate, put their money where their mouth is, and swing.

But in all of my blue heaven I've never known such divine intervention as sleep. Slowly sinking into me, capital m-e.

This photograph is proof only to your own disaster, this slow dance on the inside doesn't feel a thing like falling.

And since you’re gone, you got me. I'm still waiting on the pitcher’s mound screaming there’s no I in team. This is all now, a new American classic a one eighty summer during winters passing.

With that being said I wish I could say you’re so last summer, but the blue channel I watch now where our memories used to play tells me otherwise.

You know how I do, everything must go, and I don't believe it takes one to know one, because neither of us really were, but it made things easier.

Easier in way like what's it feel like to be a ghost, because my catholic knees aren't bent praying for you, I don't really believe that's god's sorta thing anyways.

And speaking of us I know you hated all the get rich quick schemes but who are you anyway, all your money let it go. You can't keep it,

I suppose the teams lucky that in the union we made, neither of us set phasers to stun. We were cute without the e and everyone knew it.

So I would say cut me up Jenny, but call me in the morning. Sometimes we need a sad savior to feel new again, sometimes if you see something, say something because I don't always know what I'm up against.

But I'll make **** sure that I'll let you live lucid. The light at the end of the tunnel is our last chance.

So good luck, this cruel word enterprise, this recurring dream of being painted in the dark losing color reminds me of wolves.

It's strange we should meet here holding the reigns together always being so apart. But I guess that's how you should live a day in the life of a pool shark. In record shape this violent tango has emptied the open register.

You steady your aim
**** back, ready to fire
Phasers set to brimstone
You're someone I admire
But with all the destruction you bring
You never allow a chance for wings
No, you throw your potential away

I found myself at the bottom of the river
Waiting and more than ready for a touch
What is gold when the soft embrace of silver
Is enough to help you out in times of need
Always was second best, unlike you
Never came out less than best
In my own head, at least you know it's true

Fell into the dirt, had trouble rising up
You were there looking down to me
But you'd never allow me the luxury
To hear, to feel, not even to see
You keep me blinded
So deaf and dumb
And I can't find it
I'll never know if I won

Raise the shields
Set up force fields
Evasive action activated
Defense from being devastated

Blaster bolts whizz right by
Ozone smell in the sky
Photons, armed and aimed
when fired, **** and maim

Light speed and warp speed
engines fire, use fuel with need
Dilithium crystals in short supply
It's now or never, do, or die

Photon torpedoes, aye aye sir
Phasers locked, if you prefer
Forward emitter, ready to blast
Tetrion particles unstable fast

Make it so, number one
**** the engines, get er done
Full speed warp, around the sun
Back in time, this won't be fun

Into the breach, we warp on que
Firing aft, and port-side too
If we make it through the fray
Romulan ale, the captain pays

There it is.
A bubble
red.
Buried in the metaphorical rubble.
Alive, yet dead.
target sighted
I'm still wrong, not yet righted.
Phasers locked, loaded, and ready to scritch
Entering the level of crazy...*****.
And scratch. Penalty shot.
And it's GOOD!
Though truthfully, I've been here a while. And it's bad.
I already lost.
Because I always come back to it.
Because it's a bug bite ya fools.

It's been quiet for quite some time.
Because I always come back to it.
Because it's actually not a bug bite ya fools.

Metaphors are dead
and now the smile wears my face like a simile.
Thoughts in my head
unravel faster than a sweater string all pily.

ahem!

phasers on full,
having violated
someone’s human rights,
prepared to be eliminated.

on trial for a continuance
to keep on breathing,
gave a summation speech:

an untitled poem
is a diamond with
a single imperfection,
casting shadow doubt
on the flawlessness of
a huge finger rock

it’s an angel without a halo,
it’s a cat without any claws,
it’s a ice cream sundae sans cherry,
it’s a rudderless ship, no captain,
it’s rock ‘n roll without **** Jagger,
country with no Bonnie or Jolene,
female songwriters with no Adele

it’s a woman you’ve met on a train,
falling in love, instantly, whimsically,
she says I love you too! but there’s
no profit in it, no chance of success,
leaves without leaving her name

it’s a poem without a directive, a legendary,
imperfect perfection without a signpost pointer,
it’s the only loving worth having, that when lost,
unforgiving, the thousandth cut, so when she asks,
“forgive me?” your silence chokes, you cannot reply

incapable of completion,
you’re un-entitled,
you’re untitled,
a blank,
whited-out,
nameless as well

forevermore

Ya Know...
I've Found In This Life...
That... Girls And Guys...

Who Behave Like CHUMPS... !!!!!
Like To Play... Mitch Green...
And Beat Me To The PUNCH.... ?!!!?

When My Lyrical Flows...
Cause DAMAGE To Bones...
Like A Young... Roy Jones... !!!!!

Ya See They're CLEARLY BLIND...
And... OUT of Their Minds... !?!

To THINK That They Punch...
HARDER Than MY Lines.... !!!!

Lines... REFINED...
And Designed Through Rhyme...
To... Lyrically SHINE... !!!

And... KNOCK OUT Minds...
Whose Punch Is... light... !!!!

In FACT Their Stunts...
Come Like That DUCK... !!!!!

But Donald Gets *******... !!!
When My Lyrical... RUNS... !!!

Cos' Like Phasers It STUNS... !!!
When It Runs With Drums...
And Bass That Bumps...

Because It HITS...
Like.... Tysons' Fists.... !!!

So Punches BIG Frames...
... ALL OVER THE PLACE... !!!!

And Penetrates WAY...
ABOVE It's Weight... !!!!!!!

Cruiser To Bruiser...
Like... Heavyweights...
From ALI's Day Back To J J... !!!

That's Right... Jack Johnson...
Causing Heads PROBLEMS... !!!!!

Or Maybe Like Shavers...
Foreman Or... Frazier...

A... Body SMASHER...
When I Punch With MORE STATURE....
Than... Margaret Thatcher... !!!!!

That's Right I'm The Boss...
of... Krypton Factors... !!!

Punching With Matter...
That Leaves Heads SHATTERED... !!!!
Because of The PLATTER...
of Lyrics That... BATTER... !!!

Like... Tropical Storms... !!!!!
Because When I Punch...
I Punch Like A SWARM...
of Locusts SO POTENT...

That They FLY Like An OCEAN...
..... Up In THE SKY..... !!!!!

Can You... " Visualise "...
What That FEELS Like... ???

... Constantly POUNDED...
By Punches SURROUNDING...
And Constantly HOUNDING...
Fools Who Be DROWNING...

When I Get To Sounding...
My Views From HIGH MOUNTAINS... !!!

... Lyrically PEAKING...
With Punch That Has Meaning...
Beyond The Weak Leanings...
of Most Peoples' BLEATING... !!!!!!!

So Y'all Know The Score... !!!
A Lyrical War With Big Virge...
Means You'll... FALL... !!!

To A Place Where...
... Your Stunts....
Once and FOR ALL...

Are........ "hidden from view"...
And NOT SEEN ANYMORE... !!!!!

While My Punches FORCE...
People To... Applaud...

When You're Left On The Floor...
Trying To... " Crawl "... !!!!!

Like BERBICK' You're HURTING...
Having LOST When The War...
... DISLOCATED Your Jaw... !!!!!!!!!

My Punches Have PURPOSE... !!!
And Have People NERVOUS... !!!

Because They're Intention...
Is To Teach Those HARSH LESSONS...
To Heads Who Be STRESSING...

As Well As... Attempting...
To PROVE That They're TOUGH...
When They LACK The STUFF...

That Gives Them The STRENGTH...
That My Mental Presents... !!!

Because Just Like... NEO...
I'm The... " Lyrical ONE "... !!!

Whose Use of Verse STUNS... !!!

Because It Has....

.... " PUNCH ".... !!!!!

Set phasers to the moon,
Elevate the rocket,
I knew it was just a phase.

CAN'T Black People Just Get ALONG ... !?!

Well My Answer To This Is ...
... I Guess NOT ... !!!

DON'T Get Me WRONG ... !!!!!
Of Course SOME Do But NOT For Long ... !!!

That's Just MY VIEW ...
Because of Things That I've Been Through ... !!!!!

ARGUMENTS Over PURE Nonsense ... ?!?
With SO CALLED Friends ... And IGNORANT Men ... !!!

Who've GOT ... HARD HEADS ... !!!

Let Me Make This CLEAR ...
HARD HEADS And HARD EARS ... !!!

The Type Who FEAR Those Who WON'T Adhere ...
To What They Hear Coming From Their REARS ... !!!!!

Nigs' Who Hide Behind Veneers ... !!!
Well These HERE Rhymes They NEED TO HEAR ... !!!

DON'T Make MISTAKES Time And AGAIN ... !!!
INSIDE My Place ... You Should REFRAIN ... !!!

Go Home To YOURS ...
And Then ABSORB Your Train of Thought ...

Then THINK Some MORE .....................................................
Then Grab Your HAMMER And Be Like THOR ... !!!

Just Like Rappers Whose Tours Are POOR ... !!!
Because They FIGHT Like WARRING Tribes ...
FIGHTIN' To SURVIVE And GRAB Their Slice ...
of The ...... DEVILS' PIE ...... !!!!!!

D'Angelo KNOWS ... What That Feels Like ... !!!
It Can WRECK Your Life If You GRAB A BIG SLICE ... !!!!!

DISRESPECTFUL Types WILL PAY The Price ...
For ... Weak Attacks They AIM AT Blacks ... !!!

Nowadays Most Whites Have REALISED ...
Some Blacks CHOOSE To Feud With OTHER Black Crews ... !?!

And Are QUICK To .............................................. Dismiss .....
Those Within Black Skins Who TRY ...
To UPLIFT The Minds of ... " NIGS' " ... !!!!!

Those Who THINK Their ** DON'T Stink ... ?!?!?

..... " Black LOVE " .....

... " Black WHAT KEEP Talking Son ! " ...

THIS Piece AIN'T Done ... !!!
I Suggest You LISTEN And DON'T Dismiss ... !!!!!!!!

How Many Black Women STAY With Black Men ... ?
ESPECIALLY When They've Had ... " CHILDREN " ... !!?!!

Are YOU A Black Man Who UPPED and RAN ..........................
When Your Woman Had Kids And PROBLEMS HIT ... !?!

When You Packed Your Things
Did The Words Black ***** Pass BETWEEN Your Lips ... ?!?!?

"WHOA Can't Black Folks Just GET ALONG ... ?!?

Well ... I Guess NOT ... !!!

And That's NO JOKE ... !!!
Although Some Quotes Are CLEARLY THOSE ...

Like ...

" Whites Did THIS ... !!! "
And ... " Whites Did THAT ... !!! "

They've Pulled Some TRICKS ...
There's NO Doubting THAT ... !!!!!

But NOTHING Compared To ...
... IGNORANT Blacks ... !!!

Like URINATING IN ...
Your Fathers' Hat ... !!!! ? !!!!

YES The Man Was Black ... !!!
What's Up With THAT ... ?

Black Folks Seem To THINK ...
That They're OWED Something ... ?!?

Like ... CREDIT And RESPECT ...
When They're In THE RED ... !?!

It's NEVER Their Fault When CREDITORS CALL ... ?!?

Saying ... " Payments Due ! " ...

That's NOTHING New ...

See SOME Blacks ... "Hide" ...
Behind Their FINES GAMBLING And LIES ... !!!
And Things They BUY That BLING And ... " SHINE " ... !?!

They'd Rather Have What They DON'T NEED Than PAY Money ...
Back To THE MAN Who Tried To GIVE Them A Helping Hand ... ?

Where's Their DEFENCE In ARGUMENTS ....
That HAVE NO CASE But TRY To ... " Save Face " ...
NO Devils' Pie But A ... NASTY Taste ...
Is What You'll Find In A Cake That's FAKE ... !!!!!

DIVIDING Our Race Seems To Be Their Way ...
FOOLS Who CHOOSE NOT To USE Their Brains ... !?!

Can't Black Folks Just GET ALONG ... ?!?

It Would Seem NOT ... !!!

"ANOTHER One DEAD, ANOTHER One DEAD !
Shot in THE HEAD, From A STRAY BULLET !"

It's Black CHILDREN ...
Who NOW NEED Vests Worn By The FEDs' ... !!!

So BEFORE You CHALLENGE ... FACE That TEST ...
A Den of DRAGONS ... TAKING LAST BREATHS ... !!!

Go RUN Your Mouth On The WRONG SIDE of Town ...
You'll Get FOUND OUT When You HEAR GUN SOUNDS ... !!!

I SPEAK IT As I SEE IT ... !!!
If I'm KILLED ... So BE IT ... !!!!!!!!!!!

If' I'm SHOT Cos' I'm WRONG ...
Then I'll Sing My SWAN SONG ... !!!!!!!

But TOO Many Young Blacks ...
Are SHOWING CRACKS ...
You Can Tell By Their Chat ...
That It's STRENGTH That They Lack ... !!!

THINKING ...
Wrong And Strong ... Is The Way To MOVE ON ... !!!

DISRESPECTING Other Blacks ...
Whose CHAT HOLDS FACTS ... !!!
TRUST We NEED To STOP THAT ... !!!!!
And STOP These Cheap Shots .....

Whether From FAST GUMS .....
Or From THOSE Who Carry GUNS ... !!!
Put Your PHASERS On ... STUN ... !!!!!

Can't Black Folks Just GET ALONG ... ?!?

THIS Time I Hope My Rhymes ARE WRONG ... !!!!!!
Because The Answer I've GOT ... Is ....

.................. " I Guess Not ! " ...............

There it is.
A bubble
red.
target sighted
Phasers locked, loaded, and ready to scritch

And scratch. And it's GOOD!
Penalty shot.
GOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Because I always come back to it.
Because it's a bug bite ya fools.

There it is.
Buried in the metaphorical rubble.
Alive, yet dead.
I'm still wrong, not yet righted.
Entering the level of crazy...*****.
Though truthfully, I've been here a while. And it's BAD.
I already lost.
It's been quiet for some time.
Because I always come back to it.
Because it's actually not a bug bite ya fools.