Thursday, December 20, 2012
Today is the day
That I woke up after 13 hours of sleep and I don't remember my dreams.
Although my dreams usually involve some messed up fantasy unraveled over the time slept and the distances traveled during the past week or so, but the reality is a bit distorted none the less. The brutal cruel fantasies too unwelcoming for them to exist in this world become my reality in my dreams. But since I did not mention this to myself, it hints me that someone else is responsible for making my dreams come true.
I would never lie to my audience for I have emotions that relate to them. On a soul level. On a depth that I perceive, it is what I call my reality. If you can't do the same, you suck dick for oranges.
Although my dreams usually involve some messed up fantasy unraveled over the time slept and the distances traveled during the past week or so, but the reality is a bit distorted none the less. The brutal cruel fantasies too unwelcoming for them to exist in this world become my reality in my dreams. But since I did not mention this to myself, it hints me that someone else is responsible for making my dreams come true.
I would never lie to my audience for I have emotions that relate to them. On a soul level. On a depth that I perceive, it is what I call my reality. If you can't do the same, you suck dick for oranges.
The world about to end
I haven't done shit in this world yet and there are rumors it's about to end
To be honest this is my world and I don't think I want it to end just yet. There's a lot more I feel in my fate coming about and around the corner and such and stuffs. So therefore it doesn't make any sense for the world to end.
Don't call me a prophet or anything cuz obviously other niggas out there are saying the same things but I'm saying it too that the world isn't going to end.
Ima smoke a lotta cigs tonight and hope to reach an elevated state and gauge what I need to do in order to prepare for the world to not end. Hopefully it'll all work out in the end. Because the end isn't now, that means nothing needs to be working out ATM.
I've been getting so motivated listening to tupac and Bob Dylan there's no way this shit hole is about to end before I get to own the world under these new rules learnt. Feel me, niggas?
This is the best post so far.
To be honest this is my world and I don't think I want it to end just yet. There's a lot more I feel in my fate coming about and around the corner and such and stuffs. So therefore it doesn't make any sense for the world to end.
Don't call me a prophet or anything cuz obviously other niggas out there are saying the same things but I'm saying it too that the world isn't going to end.
Ima smoke a lotta cigs tonight and hope to reach an elevated state and gauge what I need to do in order to prepare for the world to not end. Hopefully it'll all work out in the end. Because the end isn't now, that means nothing needs to be working out ATM.
I've been getting so motivated listening to tupac and Bob Dylan there's no way this shit hole is about to end before I get to own the world under these new rules learnt. Feel me, niggas?
This is the best post so far.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
I'm tired of
Tired of having fun. Tired of not having fun.
Tired of the middle parts.
Tired of hitting on girls. Tired of getting their approval.
Tired of telling men what to do. Tired of wasting time with stupids.
Tired of trying to make money. Tired of being lazy.
Tired of trying to be active. Tired of drinking soda and eating chips and candies.
Tired of being boss. Tired of being sad and lonely. Tired of people's company.
Tired of trying to learn about life. Tired of people existing without a reason.
Tired of moms loving their children. Tired of fathers providing for their families.
Tired of eating bananas. Tired of eating people's egos. Tired of radiating energy.
Tired of this world's boundaries. Tired of laws. Tired of following laws.
Tired of moving around to overcome boredom. Tired of doing activities. Tired of starving. Tired of eating.
Tired of changing channels on the tv. Tired of judging shows. Tired of cheap directing. Tired of watching cheap directors making big bucks.
Tired of change. Tired of stalemates. Tired of women hitting on me. Tired of men begging for my approval. Tired of their lies of pretending to troll. Tired of writing the word tired.
Kind of tired to be honest.
Tired of the middle parts.
Tired of hitting on girls. Tired of getting their approval.
Tired of telling men what to do. Tired of wasting time with stupids.
Tired of trying to make money. Tired of being lazy.
Tired of trying to be active. Tired of drinking soda and eating chips and candies.
Tired of being boss. Tired of being sad and lonely. Tired of people's company.
Tired of trying to learn about life. Tired of people existing without a reason.
Tired of moms loving their children. Tired of fathers providing for their families.
Tired of eating bananas. Tired of eating people's egos. Tired of radiating energy.
Tired of this world's boundaries. Tired of laws. Tired of following laws.
Tired of moving around to overcome boredom. Tired of doing activities. Tired of starving. Tired of eating.
Tired of changing channels on the tv. Tired of judging shows. Tired of cheap directing. Tired of watching cheap directors making big bucks.
Tired of change. Tired of stalemates. Tired of women hitting on me. Tired of men begging for my approval. Tired of their lies of pretending to troll. Tired of writing the word tired.
Kind of tired to be honest.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Julian Casablancas
"I just nod, i've never been so good at shaking hands..."
WOW that's lyrical genius at being genuine.
"Forgive them, even if they are not sorry.. All the vultures"
ohh casalbancas you got that heart in you that'll melt some good grade females! Not to mention jelly the boys/men.
The beat's so cute and catchy... Like the disco type of demo i had on my little piano my mama got me when i was super young (so young i don't remember how old i was).
HOW ARE YOU SO LEGIT CASABLANCAS???? leme guess cuz it's cuz ur a married legit mother fucker who doesn't try to game in life to try to live dual lives... YOU LEGIT ASS MOTHER FUCKER. I love you.
Welcome onboard to haris's heart.
WOW that's lyrical genius at being genuine.
"Forgive them, even if they are not sorry.. All the vultures"
ohh casalbancas you got that heart in you that'll melt some good grade females! Not to mention jelly the boys/men.
The beat's so cute and catchy... Like the disco type of demo i had on my little piano my mama got me when i was super young (so young i don't remember how old i was).
HOW ARE YOU SO LEGIT CASABLANCAS???? leme guess cuz it's cuz ur a married legit mother fucker who doesn't try to game in life to try to live dual lives... YOU LEGIT ASS MOTHER FUCKER. I love you.
Welcome onboard to haris's heart.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
a virgin ballad
Hey niggas, yeah I said niggas cuz I'm
a sand nigga from some sand nigga motha
delivering you a real message from central
time zone inside my moms basement
I'm afraid to go out cuz of the stupids
crowdin the streets about whereever i go
your chick dig my genuine walk
your moms wants no rubber style
your pops wants to spend five minutes
talking about the things he never thought
you wana watch it all happen
cuz you too scared to ask me yourself
young fruits selling their soul for a piece
body, wet, slut, fetish, have it your way
nobody shuns you until you shun yourself
now go on groupie about how you did it
cuz it's all you got is this world to flex in
nigga it's a test i knew it when it begin
the stupids call me sad, depressed, lonely,
heavy in my mind, appearin not so gamely
if you ever could see the world from mine
you'd be crying every night to sleep
for pity of what could be theirs
yet it is a little too late, cheers.
a sand nigga from some sand nigga motha
delivering you a real message from central
time zone inside my moms basement
I'm afraid to go out cuz of the stupids
crowdin the streets about whereever i go
your chick dig my genuine walk
your moms wants no rubber style
your pops wants to spend five minutes
talking about the things he never thought
you wana watch it all happen
cuz you too scared to ask me yourself
young fruits selling their soul for a piece
body, wet, slut, fetish, have it your way
nobody shuns you until you shun yourself
now go on groupie about how you did it
cuz it's all you got is this world to flex in
nigga it's a test i knew it when it begin
the stupids call me sad, depressed, lonely,
heavy in my mind, appearin not so gamely
if you ever could see the world from mine
you'd be crying every night to sleep
for pity of what could be theirs
yet it is a little too late, cheers.
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