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Murles Brazen

I am at two with nature.

About Me

I'm a liar. I enjoy big sandwiches. I want to build a time machine. I don't know how to build stuff. I got the blues. Thats me. I have an alcohol problem. I want a pope mobile. Endurance is more important than truth. I don't know, I don't care, and it doesn't make any difference! I tell myself I shouldn't be ashamed, BUT I AM! I wan't all the time all the time. My compass spins,the wilderness remains. We both have loved and lost, and are alone. One day I'll fail to breathe, and all you'll have are memories. When the wind starts to shift, I suppose I should have no arguments. Looks like it all went wrong, what am I to do? You never see me cause I'm always alone. I got nothing real, just time to kill. I'm happy just because, I found out I am really no one. Today is in my way. If you walk away I'll walk away. I should reserve my judgement. I took all I could, it was free. I am at two with nature. I'd rather be home feeling violent and lonely. I have people that I miss in a different part of the country. I'll do a dance right in your fucking ass. I feel more like a stranger each time I come home. The ticket-master fucks everybody. I'm glad I didn't die before I met you. I'm sick like a fuckin idiot. My friends all think I'm crazy. I lost the plot. The worlds got me dizzy again, you think after 27 years I'd be used to the spin. I won't forget your face. I wish I was blank. I feel like a pinata. It feels better when nothing else matters. I don't push while pooping. I'll fight like hell,to hide that I am giving up. Maybe when you get back I'll be off to find another way. I hope they dress my dead body up in some tight designer jeans. Don't call me by my full name. I'm trying to find out if my words have any meaning. All-though I had started to think there might be hope, it isn't so. Rockers against drugs suck. Do you ever wish you were somebody else? I try to take some comfort in written words. My heart is in mothballs. I'll forget you, at least I'll try. Guess I'll just keep moving someday maybe I'll get to where I'm going. The future's got me worried such awful thoughts. This is not what I'm like. Now no matter where I go I'll have people to miss in other parts of the country. I may be schizophrenic, but I'll always have each other. I like talk radio. I'm a robot. There is nothing more I want. I'm waiting for my hospital stay. Soon I will disappear. There ARE worse things than being alone. I'm deep, like a paper plate. This is now who I am. I miss you, so far. All my friends look like zombies now that they have died, plus granny. Hoping for the best, just hoping nothing happens. I'm always pacing around. Or walking away. I've got to crawl to get anywhere at all. I lost my head. My hobby is murder. I do you good, but you would rather murder me. I've done what I can, God knows it isn't enough, nothing could be enough. I got no plans and too much time. The back legs of my donkey suit are crippled. I lied when I said I was a liar. I know all that has spoiled in your heart. Even if you hate me at least your emotionally involved. We are a virus with shoes. Fuck those nappy headed ho's. I know all about those things we cannot speak. I don't even remember you. All day it seems I'm caught between some past and future town. I burn bridges as I cross them. I'm glad you got away, but I'm still stuck out here. Times not poison but once you drink it all you die. I'm forever lost. I know I say that that I'm just fine, but I hope you still wonder from time to time. I haven't given up, I lied. It's gone and I know it will never come back. Your children aren't special. I don't know what tomorrow brings. I wish I was dead. I'm a pot pirate. The mask I polish in the morning by the evening looks like shit. I like to talk about thinking about doing stuff. I like mac and chuz. I tell myself I've mended. Falling in love was the best idea I ever had. Poison ink spews from my pen. Tell me that your alright. I just can't help it. I can't be honest with even myself. My whole life I've been fighting to get to you. Jesus hates the cross. I like wasting things. I'm not a gamble, you can count on me to split. I'm over you. I'm not saying I know what I want, but I know what I don't. I sharted yesterday. When you are suffering, know that, I have betrayed you. I know I'm leavin but I don't know where to. I'm to restless to unwind. I paid for my pom-poms with my own money. My grandpa won't hug me. Your wrong. So am I. Sharp is beautiful. This never meant anything to me.

My Interests

Getting drunk and alienating loved ones. Things you will never hear me say when offered marijuana. "No". Red blood and white skin don't end the blues, yea I got the blues, I got the blues, thats me. All generalizations are false, including this one. If God did not intend for us to eat animals, then why did he make them out of meat? Wake and bake. Last chances. Victory. Take some time, plant some trees, may they shade you from me. The dumber people think you are, the more surprised they're going to be when you kill them. Don't forget what you've learned, all you give is returned. It won't hurt to find love in the wrong place. I was half dead, until I dreamed you alive. The rain falls. my friends call, leaking pain on the phone. The nightmare rides on. When a man tells you that he got rich through hard work, ask him: 'Whose?' These bars are filled with things that kill, by now you should have learned. A tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. I know there's words that we will never speak. And I hear your name, no nothing has changed. All people are insane. They will do anything at anytime, and God help anybody who looks for reasons. I was young enough, I still believed in love. Love almost feels like a gun. You walk away, I'll walk away. So imagine what you want, and hold on to that thought. Whats so easy in the morning by the evening is such a drag. What was normal in the evening by the morning seems insane. Since you been gone it's not the same. Believe in who you are and stay in character, but at the end of the play the audience walks away, and your shivering cold on a well lit stage. What is a man without a friend? How grateful I was then to be a part of the mystery to love, and to be loved. Hell is other people. Like when I fell under the weight of a school-boy crush, start carrying her books and doin lots of drugs, I almost forgot who I was, but then came to my senses. All you have to do is run away from me, become a mystery to gaze into. It's so easy to say you don't care. It's so easy to say you don't believe me. Let the distance bring us together again. It's hard to say how I feel for days gone by, but I try. I can't go on digging roses from your grave. Hemp fiber is good for making rope and ugly clothes. Shit spews from a speach-writers pen, he knows he doesn't have to say it so it doesn't bother him. What if there is no more fun ahead? If you have to go don't say goodbye. If you have to go don't you cry, I will follow you, and see you on the other side. Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what's for lunch. Ninety percent of everything is crapMy education was dismal. I went to a series of schools for mentally disturbed teachers. Don't you forget who you are. We'd get drunk and kiss, our bodies twist like shoe-laces, we never came un-tied, I guess you were just my type. Leave those bad ideas, in that troubled head. Is'nt that just nifty?

Music:

Stuff you can slit your wrists to."Katie will you come true for me, come by some time when I'm awake,everyone else just lies to me, they say your a dream, will you step into the light from the screen, so that I can make out your shape, you don't have to tell me anything cause I know what you need."

Movies:

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Television:

reefer
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Books:

To many to list.But there once was a time, when you where the one, you were the blue of the sky, you came after the storm, You where the switch on the wall, in the dark of the hall, I'm still fumbling for.

Heroes:

dad
You scored as Anarchism.

Anarchism


100%

Socialist


67%

Republican


50%

Democrat


50%

Fascism


42%

Green


17%

Communism


8%

Nazi


0%
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Tips From the Crypt.

Today I found out that if you blow your nose while taking a shit, it will push dookie out of your asshole.
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Part 2

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Posted by Murles Brazen on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 08:24:00 PST

Part 1

I smell incredibly bad, like sort of a cross between tequila vomit and the soup you make out of the brains of those men you dig up at the vagrants cemetery. And because of my stink, there's flies. No...
Posted by Murles Brazen on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 09:35:00 PST

Coheed and Cambria Live In New Orleans

Live at the Sugarmill I'm bringing dope and a diaper.
Posted by Murles Brazen on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 06:10:00 PST

A Time To Pill

You can fall for meLike dead leaves from the treesThe sky opensAnd in spite of my beliefShe's gotten old But not coldTo my reliefAnd all those hurtfull words I said beforeHave no meaning anymoreAnd we...
Posted by Murles Brazen on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 11:17:00 PST

The Sun Is Not Coming Up Anytime Soon

And it's all the same.You're breath and you're armsIt's a mystery we've both built onAnd now we have grown upAnd everything changedAs we get older these feelings go awayAnd I'm so heart-broken, scared...
Posted by Murles Brazen on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 12:21:00 PST

A Little Idea.

You can land that plane on my heart I don't care.
Posted by Murles Brazen on Sat, 10 Feb 2007 05:48:00 PST

Just A Little Everyday.

Well its our feelings they got no meaningMost of the time they just feel like liesYour breathing so slight, a sparkle in your eyesNo its not just my bad moodI don't wan't to fightBut If you could tell...
Posted by Murles Brazen on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 07:14:00 PST

Oil, Gas, And My Ass.

Sing BoyPowder man picked me upAnd I bought a friendMy crush only comes out when it snowsShe starts sharingAnd the greasy cigarette lets me knowStick freeAnd a smile for meNext time remind me to stay ...
Posted by Murles Brazen on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 11:38:00 PST