Inspiration can come from the strangest of places. But here I am looking around seeing things in a new light. I dress differently, I speak differently, I walk as if people watch. I like this feeling, its new from what I'm used to. Compliments, I'd love to take them, Give me the boost i need.

Salv mon Crear.

I sing with new words, new voice. If only every one could see me the way I now see myself - so full of life, so hopeful. I feel happier, lighter than air, and I see it floating up in my step my life.

Salv Mon Crear.

Its the new me that's finally breaking out to say I finally understand. 

                   The cross
                   Upon whi
                   Ch my life
                   Got saved
Nailed and crucified for my salv
Ation,I still wonder why becaus
E I don't think I deserve that m
                    Uch sacrif
                    Ice but I r
                    Ealise it w
                    As    grace
                    That made
                    Me worthy
                    Of such gr
                    Eat love an
                    D favour.I;
                    shall forev
                    er rejoice.

This century spins wilder than prior gyres,
Racing backward, ever more efficient and spectacular,
Study finds.
 
The weather today, like every day, is
Immense and incomprehensible.
 
Election week is soon, and the Salv-nation Party candidate
Would like to remind voters of the Party of the Mysterious Robe's Mysteriousness.
Representatives for the PMR gave no comment.
 
****** digital performer @JezebElsa
Went viral with her leaks. #HollywoodNewz
 
An impressive number of people we know
Demand justice for all registered unrepentant killers.
 
A Meteor landed not ironically atop Selfiecomplishment Summit early this morning,
Injuring only the most dedicated hikers.
Confirming folklore, the Meteor disappeared once photographed.
Don't go out trying to find it.
However, you may still purchase a tincture of the liquid it contained
From us at OrganicH2.Org.Headfeed.com
No meteorologists were harmed.
 
Us vs. Terror: Terrorwatch!:
The Monsters we've been ignoring
Have taken the City and consumed the last of

Getting loaded at 9 AM,
Is getting to be a habit with me.
Free & easy on a barstool,
Just like a Lost Generation loser.
Should be smoking ****, I suppose,
Everybody knows what a drag ***** is.
But I guess mind expansion is the last thing on my mind.
Just want to get stupid for a while,
With a smile smeared ‘cross my face,
Like a Salv’dor Dali clock.
And for every maharishi ,
Telling me how sweet it’s gonna be,
There’s ten thousand-thousand Nelson Algrens,
******* up my mind.
Getting loaded at 9 AM,
Is getting to be a habit with me.

SALVATION IS WITHIN YOU


"SALVATION IS
WITHIN YOU!"

said the crumbling
brick wall

with a brick or two
missing

in a spraycan-ish
graffiti voice.

A one-eyed cat
appeared

to be the owner
of this wall

patrolling it fiercely
back and forth backandforth.

"SALVINATION IS WITHIN YOU!"
the wall kept repeating.

The rain was
unrelenting

as if it bore a grudge
against the world

of this
particular moment.

The rain hopping off the ground
and disappearing back into

its falling self.

I wished I could do that.

Hunger gnawed
at me.

My stomach growled
at a passing dog

and the passing dog
growled at me.

The piece of darkness
in the shape of a one-eyed cat

saw it
on its way.

Tail between its legs
the scruffy dog whined off.

I rested my weariness
against the SALV

of the red and blue bricked
scrawl

ATION
emerging from my right temple.

Even the graffiti
seemed to resent

my presence.

I looked within me
and found

the usual
nothing.

The day was ten years long and
had barely begun.

"SALVATION IS
WITHIN YOU!"

I told the rain
falling in fast forward

as I was held
on pause.

But the rain
wasn't listening

to anyone but
itself.