upon realizing that christians worship phallic edifices |
i laughed heartily at the irony. this happens, for the most part unwittingly, of course but it is undeniable that phallic worship is firmly(hehe) rooted in the judeo christian mythos. many realized th...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Sep 2008 04:30:00 GMT |
i rip and i rap and i rap and i rip |
i am a poser, i admit it. i'll take this tid bit dip into the scene and then i'll skip it. i'm unable to flow with the scag, from a page i drag and spit, slurring wit and digesting a hominy and grits ...
Posted by on Sat, 07 Oct 2006 14:43:00 GMT |
unknown |
there was a point in my life at which i was absolutely positive that i could never even consider loving my father. he made the decision to put my mother under the knife for one final time. those invas...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Mar 2006 18:02:00 GMT |
dont toy with a foolish genius |
very recently an aqcuaintance of mine, who invariably remains silent and nameless, crowned me with the prestigious title of "turd". i am not the first to be graced with this honor and surely wont...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Feb 2006 14:46:00 GMT |
culture of death, culture of life, culture of dairy bacteria |
"alot of things have changed. alot of things have not." mos def
before the lryics for a song that will hopefully be recorded soon, a little rabbit trail...... i feel that i cannot lose what...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Feb 2006 14:56:00 GMT |
things thought about when (i) miss a bus |
shittt.
fuck.
ooo now i can get on myspace in the a.m.
damn myspace.
it makes it too easy to tear down walls, no protection, no personal space.
and were all worried about wire tapped phones.
we'...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jan 2006 07:50:00 GMT |
i will fucking shoot |
friends, i have come to the coclusion that the path that is set before me and the steps that i must begrudginly take are leading me towards the penultimate of local occupations. i finally realiz...
Posted by on Sat, 14 Jan 2006 00:50:00 GMT |
work in progress |
Is the truth too depressing when reality isnt lessening its grip
When you see people like me reflecting the stagnant breath of the
City of flint with a grey-blue tint a town that struggles to repent
...
Posted by on Sat, 31 Dec 2005 00:17:00 GMT |
more old school, stroll down memory lane or lazy ass with writers block |
i used to wear god(that is, to be more precise, jehovah the hebrew war god of the old testament) like a giant patchwork quilt.he, being able only to live barely up to his archetypal, puzzle piece exis...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Dec 2005 01:15:00 GMT |
old school |
so i just found this old bit of personal rhetoric. it is filled with frustration but surprisingly still rings true to me in many ways unlike most writings i come across from my past. it at least amuse...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Dec 2005 00:39:00 GMT |
