Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Poem you wrote in 1993

She left tears on my hand
from crying all night
and someone's been
trying to turn
on the light
cant keep running
not into the same walls
and there's something
all wrong.

(this poem is really deep)

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

This cant be happening ( a poem)

I am being messed with
in the spirit realms
because of world war two
oh how i really need you.

I am in so much pain
over you and
the earth plane
I need you
just ask my new tattoo

My crown chakra
completely being messed with
you are my only angel
oh how they mess with you too.

You give me beautiful gifts
in the spirit realm
and then the master guide
messes with them
and you think its me
Oh how much your beautiful gifts
mean to me.

He manipulates me
to cause harm to you
it is tearing me apart
oh how i need you
and a brand new start.


"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

United (a poem) published in 1996 at Yale University

Fishing in a sea of illusions,
time changes now
this moment.
I must dig deeper now
deeper that I have
ever gone before.
to be alive
whole so many of us die.
TO live again
while so many of us die
to live again
know the god within
I feel the ego crumble
right before my eyes
it is the goal
Faith, dedication and love
that is the ticket to rising
above all the worldly problems
earthly existence is made up of
find peace in the heart
do not jump or
meander along the karmic highway
I have said goodbye to all
that I am not.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

My deep male body (short poem #25)

My deep male body
its changes comfort
the god within
My deep male body
with my deep cock
comforts the woman within
My deep male body
with its newly grown hair
its smell intoxicating you
My deep male body
oh how it loves
to hump you.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

The Windmill

Her big white blades
move ever so slowly
with the whispering wind
the blades spin around
the windmill is alive
forever with birds
nestling within
her stone body
ever so gracefully around she goes
like a ballet dancer
on her toes
people come from many miles
just to look upon
her gracious soul
alone she sits
thinking to herself
many years have I stood
my arms made of wood
ready to be swung
whenever my friend the wind comes.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

If only for a weekend

If only for a weekend
come to me
If only for a little while
make love to me
If only you could fly
and be with me
If only I had listened
she would be with me.
If only she could take the first step
she would merge with me.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

The Merger

The queen and king need to merge
their bodies need to hump
for the good of the earth plane
We need to go to Babylon
but first we need to go to bed.
The king and the queen need to merge
They need to make love
for the good of the earth plane
Please merge with me my love
and save the planet with me
not to mention our soul's.


(It's real important)


"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Monday, June 28, 2010

The pain of Christmas

Everyone is in a lot of pain over what happened to me at Christmas. My family, My job, the place I use to volunteer at, Seattle, NYC, CT, ME, my friends, northwest Hardcore scene, my music, TCM, everyone I had spiritual connections with and especially you. It wasnt a normal suicide attempt. If only. Something fucked up happened to me spiritually and otherwise. I wish I could really type out what happened but I dont want anyone to think I am fucking crazy, if only. You see I was a really important spirit soul, the avatar of the USA but I was in so much pain over my last lifetime, WWII and WWI and this lifetime that I wasnt aware of my full power. There were forces at work that wanted to stop me from putting a wrench in their works and unfortunately it worked. Now I am in a lot of pain and now I need you more than fucking ever, I needed you before but now i need you even more, but you are 3500 miles away and with someone else. oh joy the pain of what they did to me.




"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

sleepless nights (short poem#25)

sleepless nights
I have had many
if it wasnt for you
holding me in spirit
I would not know what to do.
We are both in a lot of pain
because of world war two.
My sweet angel of Divine Creativity
how I love you.




"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

More past lives.

I was Joan of Arc and you were my sister. When we were witches it was the soul of James Cagney that proceeded over our trial. Then when we were king and queen of england we cut off his head. Oh what a twisted web we weave.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Purple Heart Regret

My Purple Heart regret
and my mistake in
the astral plane
Please forgive me
for causing pain
The universe is making me pay
like you would not believe
because you are its big creator
It's purple hearted Queen.
I need your positive magic hands
For it is because of you
I can still stand.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Egypt and England

In Egypt I was Ramses the second.
You were my wife.
You were also the queen of England a long time ago and I was a king.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

My flagged draped coffin (short poem#24)

Coming home to you
in a flag draped coffin
with many medals attached
you died with my purple heart
in one hand
my dog tags in the other
oh how much that means to me
My flag draped coffin
oh how much you mean to me
your purple heart carry over.
It means so much to you
and it really explains 1993.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

pompeii

We died together at Pompeii.
We are frozen in ash, you died on my back.
If you ever see any of those documentaries and see a couple frozen together with one on the other's back-that is us.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Thank you (short poem 23)

How you hold me
tight every night
Thank you very much
for keeping in the light.


"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

An American soldier's Pain

My pain of losing you
through this life
cannot compare to the pain
of the past life
I yearn to hold you
like I did in years past
I need you so much
please pick up your
dead Jewish husband
who slaughtered a billion
Nazi's for you here in Seattle.
Someday, somehow, wont you please show up
at my front door
I need you so much
like never before.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Saturday, June 26, 2010

I stay away

I stay away because you told me too.
I know that you love me,
you tell me all the time in spirit
but I really need you I need to see you.
It is because of past lives and 1993.
I am in a lot of pain because of it.
I wont ever come to your body at all
but if you really love me then try to come and see me ok.
That is all I ask.
I just really need you.


"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

I really need u

I really need you. I need you to come and see me, we really need each other. Please come and see me.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

The statue of liberty and You.

The statue of liberty is based on Queen Semiramis, Queen of Babylon. You were her in past life.


SEMIRAMIS, QUEEN OF BABYLON

by Bryce Self





Any effort to trace the origins of the myth, legend, and lore of goddess-worship will eventually lead one back to a single historical figure---Semiramis, wife of Nimrod and queen of Babylon, and this is especially true when considering the goddess/planet Venus.

Before we can begin to deal with Semiramis though, we must (as with any historical figure) gain at least a general understanding of her cultural and temporal setting. Since I have found in my researches that neither proven scientific truth nor gleanings of fact from the body of ancient legends in any way contradicts a proper understanding of biblical revelation, I will use the scriptural framework of history as a basis upon which to reconstruct the story of Semiramis the woman.

When Noah and his family left the ark after the flood, they settled first at the northern feet of Ararat facing what is today Georgia, USSR. From here, these eight souls began to spread out into the surrounding districts of northern Iran and Syria, as well as eastern Turkey. After a considerable period (perhaps 5 to 6 hundred years), the families of Noah's descendants began to scatter a bit more widely due to increasing population, and perhaps some degree of rivalry or even enmity between the families of Japheth, Shem, and Ham. In this way we find that within about half a millennium the entire "fertile crescent", as well as the Nile valley, the Anatolian and Iranian plateaus, Arabia, and Ethiopia have been sparsely settled---but with a decided majority of Noah's descendants living in the lower regions of Mesopotamia (which would come to be called Sumer and Akkad).

Modern archaeology has confirmed the fact that the first inhabitants of these areas were homogeneous in both race and culture, and the most reliable researches indicate that it was from here that population, animal husbandry, metallurgy, agriculture, and "citification" spread throughout the earth. The scientific and scriptural views are in exact agreement upon the origin and spread of races and civilization---the only point of difference is the time scale involved! Whereas the scriptures clearly indicate the existence of all these elements of civilization long before the flood; orthodox science, by it's denial of the bible is required to construct a mythical stone age several millennia long in order to account for the same phenomena.

It was in Mesopotamia that the first cities were built after the flood, and the first of these was quite naturally named after the very first city built by man before the flood---Enoch. Due to vagaries of linguistic permutation, this name has come down to us as Erech or Uruk in Sumeria. In all there were seven major cities built near the head of the Persian Gulf, leading to the name "Land of the Seven Cities" commonly found in the early mythologies of the world. These seven cities are enumerated in Genesis as those which were conquered by Nimrod, establishing the world's first empire. The earliest Babylonian legends tell of a conquering people who came up out of the Persian Gulf and established an empire from these cities. This seems to fit well with what we know of the movements of Nimrod in his early career. He was a native of Ethiopia and was widely traveled among the few populated areas of those days. When he set out to build himself an army of conquest, he recruited from his "cousins" the descendants of Sheba and Dedan who had come up through Arabia to settle on the Asian mainland at the Straight of Hormuz and on the Indus river in what is now Afghanistan (these people were the Dravidians who were driven southward into India by the later Aryan invasion). After raising his army, Nimrod ferried them up the gulf in the world's first naval armada, and conquered his empire. The best estimates place the time of the conquest as about 4000 to 3500 BC, and about 1000 years after the flood of Noah.

In the midst of the tumult of war Nimrod and Semiramis met--and in none too savory circumstances, for tradition states that she was an inn/brothel keeper in the city of Erech---leading one to speculate upon the nature of their initial acquaintance. Semiramis was a native of Erech, which as evidenced by it's name seems to have been built by a Hamitic family (Ham's wife was said to have been descended from Cain who built the first Erech in honor of his son). The name Semiramis is a later, Hellenized form of the Sumerian name "Sammur-amat", or "gift of the sea."

The initial element "sammur" when translated into Hebrew becomes "Shinar" (the biblical name for lower Mesopotamia), and is the word from which we derive "Sumeria". This one tarnished woman then, had such a lasting impact upon world history that not only do we call by her name the land from which civilization flowed, but God himself through the sacred writer has let us know that its distinguishing characteristic was that it was "the Land of Shinar," or Semiramis. Very little has come down to us through the millennia concerning Semiramis' rise to power, but it is safe to assume that it was initially upon Nimrod's coattails that she rode, although later in life as well as throughout history her influence overwhelmingly obscured that of her husband. Of course, it would not do to have an ex-harlot upon the throne, so the "polite fiction" was invented that she was a virgin sprung from the sea at Nimrod's landing, and hence a suitable bride for the emperor(thus the title Semiramis which has totally obscured her original name).

Semiramis was the instigator in forming the false religion aimed at supporting their rule, and of course her suggestion fell upon open ears. The religion she invented was based primarily upon a corruption of the primeval astronomy formulated by Noah's righteous ancestors before the flood. In the original this system depicted by means of constellations the story of Satan's rebellion and the war in the heavens, his subversion of mankind, the fall of Adam and Eve, the promise of One to come who would suffer and die to relieve man from the curse of sin then be installed as Lord of Creation, and the final re-subjugation of the cosmos to God through Him.

These eternal truths were corrupted by her (rather, quite obviously, by the evil one controlling her) into a mythic cycle wherein the great dragon is depicted as the rightful lord of the universe whose throne has been temporarily usurped by One whom we can recognize as the God of the Bible. The serpent creates man in his present miserable state, but promises that a child would one day born of a divine mother---which child would supplant God, become a god himself, and return rulership of the Earth to the serpent. These fables were based upon the then widely-known story of the constellations, and were introduced under the guise of revealing the hidden esoteric knowledge concealed in them (regardless of the fact that the original was quite straightforward).

Although this esotericism was the second element in Semiramis' cult, it only masked the actual goal which was the worship of the "heavenly host," which the Bible equates with Satan's army of fallen angels. Satan was quite willing to receive worship "by proxy", hence the third major element of the mystery religion was emperor-worship. This religion was propagated by a hierarchy of priests and priestesses, to whom were assigned the task of initiating the populace at large into it's ascending degrees of revelation, culminating at the highest level in both direct worship of Satan and demon-possession.

Although Nimrod was a brilliant strategist, he made a fatal blunder when he allowed Semiramis to retain full control over this religious hierarchy, and through it the minds and hearts of the people; for when a schism occurred between them she was able to turn it from a tool of support into a deadly weapon. The rift between husband and wife occurred when the queen bore an illegitimate son, and the king threatened her with both dethronement and exposure of her true origin. Semiramis, of course would not allow this to take place, and devised a plot to overthrow Nimrod.

During the course of the New Year's festivities at which the advent of Nimrod's rule was celebrated, there was a certain feast exclusively for the royal family and the upper echelons of the priesthood. During this feast, which included "courses" of psychedelic and hallucinogenic drugs, a year-old ram was traditionally sacrificed by being torn limb-from-limb while still alive, and it's flesh eaten raw. This ram symbolized the old year passing into the heavens to allow room for the new year. A new-born lamb was then presented which, symbolizing the new year, would be kept and fattened for the next year's ceremonies. This year Semiramis directed the ritual according to the formula, with the exception that when the time came for the ram to be slaughtered, it was the king who was torn to pieces at the hands of the drug-crazed priesthood and Semiramis' bastard son was installed as king. Thus Nimrod, the mighty hunter, died a horrible death as a trapped beast himself.

Semiramis named her son Damu (from the Sumerian "dam," or blood), which in the later Babylonian language became Dammuzi, in Hebrew Tammuz, and in Greek Adonis. Of course, Semiramis assumed the regency for her infant son, and ruled as absolute monarch for 42 more years. In order to avoid having to kill her son on the next New Year's Day, she instituted an annual nation-wide sports competition, the winner of which would have the "honor" of taking Damu's place and ascending into heaven to become a god.

Semiramis was not unopposed in her arrogation of the regency, however, or her rule as a woman. The military arm of the government was divided into two camps for and against her, and a short war ensued which ended when the populace (roused by the priesthood) not only refused to support the "rebels" but actively opposed them. In the course of this war, though, things became so close that Semiramis was forced to build a system of walls, towers, and gates around Babylon to defend herself. She was thus the first to build fortifications and her crown afterwards was in the form of the turreted walls of Babylon. To oppose the accusations of "mere" womanhood laid against her, she had herself deified as the mother of the god Damu (since only a god can beget a god) , and installed as "The Queen of Heaven" pictured in the constellation Cassiopeia, which the ancients had intended as a corporate representation of those people faithful to God who will be enthroned by Him after the end of the age.

In spite of her cleverness, though, she also sowed the seeds of her own destruction. As she raised her son, she imbued him with divinity in the eyes of the priests and people as the means of retaining control as the divine mother without seeming to aggrandize herself. As Damu grew he became used to having every whim instantly gratified by a subservient, indeed groveling, populace. For safety's sake he had a personal bodyguard/companion group which he was never without, and which formed an elite corps of soldiery loyal and accountable to him alone. Upon coming to maturity and demanding of his mother to be installed as king, she not only refused him this--but, seeing him now as a challenge to her rule, slated him for the same death she had meted to his father. Damu caught on to her scheme, and pre-empted his "assumption" by slaying his mother with his own sword, and putting down any priestly protests by purging the hierarchy of all who would not vow allegiance to him. Thus Semiramis died after reigning as queen over Babylon for 102 years.

These events laid the groundwork for all of the pagan religious systems of antiquity, as well as many alive today. Semiramis, in particular was the model and original of every goddess and female cult figure in the ancient and modern worlds (either directly or by derivation); and thus it essential to know her story in order to discern what is factual legend and what is merely myth.

by Bryce Self
onesimus@ix.netcom.com

4/28/84.

Resources:

SEMIRAMIS: Legendary Mysterious Great Queen of Assyria, edited by George E. Foryan

Legend of Semiramis, by George E. Foryan

Worship of Semiramis, (Bahai)

The Original Goddess: Semiramis of Babylon, by Yisrayl Hawkins, House of Yahweh

Semiramis, Queen of Assyria, (Amazon Nation)

The Two Babylons, The Mother of the Child, Alexander Hislop

BABYLONIAN RELIGION

By Harry A. Ironside

As we go back into the dim twilight of history with Scripture, we learn that the founder of Bab-el, or Babylon, was Nimrod, of whose unholy achievements we read in the 10th chapter of Genesis. He was the arch-apostate of the patriarchal age. He is described as a "mighty hunter before the Lord" -- "a hunter of the souls of men," the rabbis said. Going out from the presence of the Lord, he impiously sought to gather a multitude about himself, and in defiance of the express command of God to spread abroad upon the face of the earth, he persuaded his associates and followers to join together in "building a city and a tower which should reach unto heaven."

Not surely as some of us were taught in our childhood a tower by which they might climb up into the skies to escape another possible flood, but a tower of renown, rising to a great height, to be recognized as a temple or rallying center for those who did not walk in obedience to the word of the Lord. With all the effrontery of our modern apostates, they called their city and tower Bab-El, the gate of God; but it was soon changed by divine judgment into Babel, Confusion. It bore the stamp of unreality from the first, for we are told, "they had brick for stone, and slime had they for mortar." An imitation of that which is real and true has ever since characterized Babylon in all ages.

Nimrod, or Nimroud-bar-Cush, as he is called on the monuments, was a grandson of Ham, the unworthy son of Noah, whose character is revealed in his exposure of his father's shame. We know that Noah had brought through the flood the revelation of the true God, for he was a preacher of righteousness, and his utterances on more than one occasion show that he had the prophetic gift. Ham on the other hand seems to have been all too readily affected by the apostasy that brought the flood, for he shows no evidence of self-judgment, but the very opposite. His name, as spelled out upon Egyptian monuments is Khem, and this agrees with the literal sound of the Hebrew word rendered Ham in our Bibles. It means "swarthy," "darkened," or more literally, "the sun-burnt." The name indicates the state of the man's soul. For what is a sun-burnt person? One who is darkened by light from heaven. Ham had been granted wonderful mercies; he was saved from the flood because of his father's faith, but he abused his privileges and "turned the grace of God into lasciviousness." He was actually darkened by the burning rays of light that God caused to shine upon his soul. Thus his conscience became seared as with a hot iron, and he became the founder of a race that departed from the living God and led the way into idolatry, worshipping and serving the creature more than the Creator.

We know something of what this means. We speak of people today who have become, as we say, gospel-hardened. They too have been darkened by the light, and are often the ringleaders in apostasy: "If the light that is in thee becomes darkened, how great is the darkness." There are many in the world tonight who used to listen with tears in their eyes to the story of the matchless grace of God as revealed in the cross of Christ, but are unmoved now though that story be told ever so tenderly; they have become hardened in their sins, and their seared consciences no longer feel the Spirit's breath. It is a most dangerous thing to trifle with the light from heaven.

But to proceed with our theme, Ham became darkened by the light. We know his failure and sin. But when Noah had recovered himself and knew what his son had done unto him he pronounced, by the spirit of prophecy, a curse upon Canaan, not on Ham. Do you wonder at that? I did, until I saw that God had already pronounced a blessing upon all three sons of Noah-Shem, Ham, and Japheth. So Noah passes over his unworthy son and utters a curse upon Canaan, who we can well believe was, as we say, "a chip off the old block." Ham begat a son named Cush, "the black one," and he became the father of Nimrod, the apostate leader of his generation.

Ancient lore now comes to our assistance, and tells us that the wife of Nimrod-bar-Cush was the infamous Semiramis, the First. She is reputed to have been the founder of the Babylonian mysteries and the first high-priestess of idolatry. Thus Babylon became the fountainhead of idolatry, and the mother of every heathen and pagan system in the world. The mystery-religion that was originated there spread in various forms throughout the whole earth, and as we shall see in a few minutes, it is with us today. It is identical with the mystery of iniquity which wrought so energetically in Paul's day, and shall have its fullest development when the Holy Spirit has departed and the Babylon of the apocalypse holds sway.

Building on the primeval promise of the woman's Seed who was to come, Semiramis bore a son whom she declared was miraculously conceived, and when she presented him to the people, he was hailed as the promised deliverer. This was Tammuz, whose worship Ezekiel protested against in the days of the captivity. Thus was introduced the mystery of the mother and the child, a form of idolatry that is older than any other known to man. The rites of this worship were secret. Only the initiated were permitted to know its mysteries. It was Satan's effort to delude mankind with an imitation so like the truth of God that they would not know the true Seed of the woman when He came in the fullness of time. To this Justin Martyr bears definite witness.

From Babylon this mystery-religion spread to all the surrounding nations, as the years went on and the world was populated by the descendants of Noah. Everywhere the symbols were the same, and everywhere the cult of the mother and child became the popular system. Their worship was celebrated with the most disgusting and immoral practices. The image of the queen of heaven with the babe in her arms was seen everywhere, though the names might differ as languages differed. It became the mystery-religion of Phoenicia, and by the Phoenicians was carried to the ends of the earth. Ashtoreth and Tammuz, the mother and child of these hardy adventurers, became Isis and Horus in Egypt, Aphrodite and Eros in Greece, Venus and Cupid in Italy, and bore many other names in more distant places. Within 1,000 years, Babylonianism had become the religion of the world, which had rejected the Divine revelation.

Linked with the central mystery were countless lesser mysteries, the hidden meaning of which was known only to the initiates, but the outward forms were practiced by all the people. Among these were the doctrines of purgatorial purification after death, salvation by countless sacraments (such as priestly absolution), sprinkling with holy water, the offering of round cakes to the queen of heaven (as mentioned in the book of Jeremiah), dedication of virgins to the gods (which was literally sanctified prostitution), weeping for Tammuz for a period of 40 days prior to the great festival of Istar (who was said to have received her son back from the dead); for it was taught that Tammuz was slain by a wild boar and afterwards brought back to life. To him the egg was sacred, as depicting the mystery of his resurrection even as the evergreen was his chosen symbol and was set up in honor of his birth at the winter solstice, when a boar's head was eaten in memory of his conflict and a yule log burned with many mysterious observances.

The sign of the cross was sacred to Tammuz, as symbolizing the life giving principle and as the first letter of his name. It is represented upon vast numbers of the most ancient altars and temples, and did not, as many have supposed originate with Christianity. From this mystery-religion, the patriarch Abraham was separated by the divine call, and with this same evil cult the nation that sprang from him had constant conflict, until under Jezebel, a Phoenician princess, it was grafted onto what was left of the religion of Israel in the northern kingdom in the day of Ahab, and was the cause of their captivity at the last. Judah was polluted by it, for Baal-worship was but the Canaanitish form of Babylonian mysteries, and only by being sent into captivity to Babylon itself did Judah become cured of her fondness for idolatry. Baal was the Sun-God, the Life-giving One, identical with Tammuz.

When Christ came into this world the mystery of iniquity was everywhere holding sway, save where the truth of God as revealed in the Old Testament was known. Thus, when the early Christians set out upon the great task of carrying the gospel to the ends of the earth, they found themselves everywhere confronted by this system, in one form or another; for though Babylon as a city had long been but a mystery, her mysteries had not died with her. When the city and temples were destroyed, the high-priest fled with a company of initiates and their sacred vessels and images to Pergamos, where the Symbol of the serpent was set up as the emblem of the hidden wisdom. From there, they afterwards crossed the sea and immigrated to Italy, where, they settled on the Etruscan plain.

There the ancient cult was propagated under the name of the Etruscan Mysteries and eventually Rome became the headquarters of Babylonianism. The chief priests wore mitres shaped like the head of a fish, in honor of Dagon, the fish-god, the Lord of life-another form of the Tammuz mystery, as developed among Israel's old enemies, the Philistines. The chief priest when established in Rome took the title Pontifex Maximus, and this was imprinted in on his mitre. When Julius Caesar (who was an initiate like all young Romans of good family) had become the head of the States, he was elected Pontifex Maximus, and this title was held henceforth by all the Roman emperors down to Constantine the Great, who was at one and the same time, head of the church, and high priest to the heathen. The title was afterwards conferred upon the bishops of Rome, and is borne by the pope today, who is thus declared to be, not the successor of the fisherman-apostle Peter, but the direct successor of the high priest of the Babylonian mysteries, and the servant of the fish-god Dagon, for whom he wears, like his idolatrous predecessors, the fisherman's ring.

During the early centuries of the church's history, the mystery of iniquity had wrought with such astounding effect, and the Babylonian practices and teachings had been so largely absorbed by that which bore the name of the church of Christ, that the truth of the Holy Scriptures on many points had been wholly obscured, while idolatrous practices had been foisted upon the people as Christian sacraments, and the heathen philosophies took the place of gospel instruction. Thus was developed that amazing system which for a thousand years dominated Europe and trafficked in the bodies of souls of men, until the great Reformation of the 16th century brought in a measure of deliverance.



"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Old Poem #4

This is a poem I wrote in 94, one of the first poems I wrote for you when I left NYC.

Nico 2-13-94

Running around town
with you on my arm
looking for a party
looking for a ride
Seeking a thrill
oh the nights of debauchery
all the laughter
all the cries
Doing drugs to fly
wanting to get high
Running around town
with you by my side
missing your touch
and missing your voice
Run around town with me
one more time girl
for you were once
the world to me.
Now all I have
is a memory.
Visions of you
under big city lights
Remember the days when
we use to fly?
Remember the days when
we didnt get high?
You and me running around town
Days of the past
Oh I thought it would last
missing you now
my best friend
wont you run around town
with me one last time?
So shut off the lights
and dream of me tonight.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Friday, June 25, 2010

Implants in my head (Poem #22)

Forces keeping us apart
tearing me the fuck apart
Implants in my head
manipulating my thoughts
to cause us great pain and sorrow
It is tearing me the fuck apart
All I want to do is see you
tell you time and time again
how much I really love you
I am stuck in a rut
all I want to do is
go back to that African hut
where we once were husband and wife
now my life is full
of sorrow and strife





"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

positive magic hands

she holds my purple heart
in her positive magic hands
all I can do is sit and try
not to break down
and continuously cry
over a deep karmic regret
over what is happening to me
How I need your body
How I just continuously love thee.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Adam and Eve

We are also being fucked with because of what we did in the garden of Eden. I really want to be with you so bad. WE go so deep and we are really missing out. I love u Nico.

"Wars May Come and Wars May Go But Art Is Forever."

Our Olympic Mountain Lifetime

Our Olympic Mountain lifetime was very important we need to go there together. I saved the planet many, many times and so did you. We are really important.



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Your purple crystal carry over

Your carry over for me in world war two is a big purple crystal. I just wanted you to know that.
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Me and you and world war two.

The New world order wanted my world war two karma to mostly manipulate not only you but to fuck me up and the earth plane for that matter. this is the big reason what happened back east happened. I saved the planet and the USA many, many times. You were a huge part of that too. Our Olympic mountain lifetime was very important. We really need to go there together. we are being fucked with by our old master guide who stole my world war two karma and sold me out to the NWO when I went back east for Xmas. If someone is fucking with you at night it is he not I. He is dopplganging me in a huge mother fucking way. He is copying everything about me and I mean everything. He is manipulating you and me in a big way. It is causing us both a lot of pain especially me because i am your real world war two and it means so much to me. He is also manipulating and stealing my civil war because of who I was in that lifetime too. He is a real piece of fucking shit. I pray that you listen to your heart, body and mind and come to me. He is trying to manipulate you to not come to my body. He is manipulating me in the astral plane. That's all I wanted to say. I cant believe this is happening. we really need to be together. I sent the paintings by the way. We really need each other. I just needed you to know this its pretty damn important. We are really important.




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The Fool at Puget Sound (short poem #22)

I am the carrier
and I am such a fool
I cant help but be
just so in love with you.
The fool poet in love
I just try to
rise quickly above
but I am fucked with
from outer space
and I just need
to finish Manhattan Video Tape.
My book to you
for I am the carrier
and I am such a fool.




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my paintings for you

I am sending you the two paintings I did for you.
You told me to send them to you for your office, I just wanted you to know that they are on their way.

I love u

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kiss my new tattoo (short poem#21)

I want to be with you
and you alone
just like we use to do
before the civil war
and world war two.
Oh my god
how I love you.

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Needful things (a poem)

There is a war going on in outerspace
over what is happening to me
We need each other so much
you are everything to me
As I sit here in pain
I wonder why this is happening
to me on the earth plane
Please come to my body
and come with me to
an important past life
at the olympic mountains
My thoughts are being tampered with
a million miles away
I want to spend the rest
of my life with you
so we can save each other
rub together the color of blue
I love the way you sound
come to me so someday we
can watch TCM underground.
Needful things
me and you
need each other
like the sky
is the color of blue.
I love you.

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Have Heart-songs to scream at the sun

Download this record. it has the song boston on it that I play through my heart tunes somestimes.

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Wednesday, June 23, 2010

New Paintings Part 4

This painting is for you Nico.













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A season in hell re post

A season in hell
It is a season in hell without you
I deeply need you
as my deep love for you
grows stronger by the minute.
I cannot even imagine
any more years without you
my deep jewish wife
by my deep jewish side
I am in hell.

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A season in hell

It is a season in hell without you
I deeply need you
as my deep love for you
grows stronger by the minute.
I cannot even imagine
any more years without you
I am in hell.

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My naked Jewish Body (short poem #20)

Standing naked in my apartment,
with my new jewish body
I remember standing naked with you
somewhere in Israel
and it brings me warm comfort
3000 miles apart.




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Pouring purple tears

It's pouring purple tears
down my unshaved face
It's raining purple hearts in seattle
I am trying to catch one with my tongue

Without her my life
has no purpose, no meaning
I need her more than
the food in my kitchen.

The ties that bind
when come undone
create a master painting
because I am in love with you.




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Monday, June 21, 2010

donnie Darko

Here's to our Donnie Darko and to the best movie of this century.


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My medal of honor (short poem #18)

Times Square station
My name engraved in copper
She is my medal of honor
my purple heart
My distinguished service medal
and my silver star.
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Distant chords of memories (short poem #17)

The Distant chords of memories
of things left unsaid
and things needed to be healed
how I need to hold you in my arms
and be strong until the day comes
when I am with my painting
and we remember all those times
we went ice skating
Oh how my heart is
seriously breaking.

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Need Strength and Courage

Need Strength and Courage
carry my crystals
they are really deep
and many of them
I have had since I left NY in 94.
The green malachite heart
is especially important.


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Alt coffee (short poem #16)

Alt coffee
Freakshow USA
sticker
I know you didnt
mean it
knew it as soon
as I saw it
I use to shoot up
in that bathroom
and so did Jim Carroll
Oh the twisted visions
of memories
we didnt mean to make.

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The Pain Will End (short poem #15)

The Pain Will End
when were together,
I dont care what the cost
3 is never a crowd
when its
me and you around.
The Pain will end
when were together
and so will
all the torn apart
soul twin manipulation.

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Nico You are so important, you have no idea how important you are I mean seriously important. No joke. You need a slave to take care of you and fuck I am applying for the job.

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These are my god presents (short poem #15)

These poems here
they're all I got
These are my god presents
These poems here
They're everything to me
These are my god presents
You back in Manhattan
You are everything to me
These are my god presents

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Sunday, June 20, 2010

Kimpunkrock's Greatest Wish

I love her so much
My feelings for her
so intense, so everlasting
The eternal gaze into the mirrors
that are her eyes
I march with love in my heart
counting every moment
we are apart
The distance moves me
I dive deep into my heart
That special place
where we are never apart
The intensity of the wait
for her touch
and
the feel of her body
when it finally happens
fireworks will erupt
with the rush of many
orgasms
and screams of delight
I want to hold her so tight
and someday
I know I just might.

She is all I ever wanted,
she is all I ever wanted,
she is all I ever wanted.

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She gives it away.(short poem#14)

She gives away my flowers
she gives away my paintings
she gives away my new tattoo
SHe gives him my karma too
She gives him my world war two
She gives him my new body
But how I still love you
and its unconditional too.



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we are being manipulated

There are two spirits out there manipulating me and you. I have to tell you this because we are both in a lot of pain right now and I know that you would like nothing more than to see me and fucking ditto. I want you to know that we need to see each other. please just take the step, you are being manipulated not too by these spirits who are also manipulating my thoughts and causing me and you so much pain right now. We are both in so much pain it is not even funny. I know you think about coming and then these spirits manipulate my thoughts and yours to not come. I made a big mistake in the astral plane last night and I am in a lot of pain because of it. I need you so much, it is not even funny. Please hold me we really need each other.

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Saturday, June 19, 2010

Our Academy Award (short poem #12)

There is an Academy Award
that awaits us
between the colors of
our divine creative directors
I have a script that needs
to be written about
my grandfather's in WWII
It goes really deep with us
more than we could ever imagine
That's all I need to say
and this is a deep message
from the NYFA.

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My new tattoos

This is how much you mean to me and then some.





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Hey cleopatra

Did you know you were Cleopatra in a past life? The movie they made with Elizabeth Taylor is really deep and it was made by the uncle of Ben Mankiewicz, the dude who was in my TCM piece with me. We go really deep with him and one of the BIGGEST REGRETS I have in this life is not taking you to Atlanta. IT was a huge mistake and I regret it everyday. I really needed you down there, more than u will ever know. I was really messed up without being on testosterone. I know that should not be an excuse but I cant help it, there is a lot of truth in it. You always reminded me of Elizabeth Taylor but now I know it is the other way around, she reminds me of you. We were Shakespeare too and the real Romeo and Juliet by the way. Not only that we were a bunch of the Hindu gods. I have a big divine regret that I cant really talk about. It really sucks something awful. I love my cheerleader, I love you so much. You are my angel more than you will ever know. You are my angel of divine positive magic that is helping me through this awful time. I am on my way to get a new tattoo. I will post a picture of it later when its done. How I love you. You are so important. We created a lot of stuff Nico and I hesitate to post what we created but it is really big and we are standing on one of them right now. I have been severely punished for hurting you by accident at XMAS, you have no idea how important you are. I am not fucking joking, when I say you are the purple queen of the universe and not only this one sweetheart and it is no joke.

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Waiting for my Soul Twin ( a poem written in 12/04)

Waiting for my Soul Twin


The Essence of the wait
till I see you
for the first time
wraps itself around me
in glorious dust
left behind by angels.

12/12/04
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Friday, June 18, 2010

Classic Film and Us

We met at the movies during world war two and world war one as a matter of fact. But during world war two all we did was go to the movies. We go really deep with classic film and TCM. Many of the classic film stars were children of ours in past lives. WE have lots and lots of karma with the classic film stars. This is why we met at the NYFA. Anyway when they made a movietone news reel of me when I died in WWII, it meant so much to you and so much to my soul as a matter of fact. I miss you so much. All I do is try to paint and write but all I can seem to do is sit and pout. I need you so much. I just really need to spend some time with you but i know your busy and your taken but we go really deep and I cant seem to even bring myself to find someone else to be with even though its been 17 years. I know that if I didn't try to commit suicide, which was a big accident and wasn't what i meant to do we might be together right now. The pain I am in is unimaginable. How I need you, how I need you. I am stuck in Seattle for a while which means that our chances of meeting by accident in NYC for the foreseeable future is unlikely. How I pray to be with you. How I pray. Please hold me in spirit. I love u.


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Thursday, June 17, 2010

Application for your love (a poem)

I am filling out
an application for your love,
so the next time your soul
is looking to hire
someone special to
love and inspire
I may be the next in line
to hold your body tight
and make love to by
the fire light
like we did so
many times before
in a cabin by a stream
I want to get naked
and make you scream
with sincere pleasure
just like I did
in a field full of heather.


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sitting in my underwear (short poem#12)

Sitting in my underwear
while my soul is torn apart
what means the most
is ripped from my soul
constant barrage of missiles
from beyond the land of time
My mind high jacked from
a million miles away
I cant help but wonder
when the fuck I am going
to be saved by Mulder.


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My Words Bleed (short poem #11)

The Pain of what has happened
My words bleed
The pain of the past
My words bleed
The pain of you
My words bleed
The pain of I
My words bleed.
The pain of 1993
My words bleed
The pain of my current state
My words bleed
The pain of world war two
Our words bleed
I am in so much pain
My words are gushing.

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Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Thought Manipulation Part 2

I want you to know that I am being heavily manipulated from outer space, alien grays and others using their technology as a matter of fact to fuck me up with you. I am not the one sending out fucked up messages to your body ok. Read up on the the Grays being able to manipulate our thoughts and actions, this is being done to steal my karma because I (we) did so many great things on this earth plane it is beyond belief. It is also being done so you will hate me. There are forces at work against us. Its sounds crazy but believe me its really happening. They also really want my world war two karma and its really fucking me up because it means everything to me.

What they are doing through me is tearing me the fuck apart. More than you could ever know. I would never do this, ever, ever, ever. I really love you and I am in a lot of pain over what they are doing to me and I mean a lot. I want to believe in a future for you and me. Watch the X-Files.

ps. Thank you for holding me at night, I fucking love you so much, Your my angel.

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Old Drawings part 2





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Fallen Angel in Distress (short Poem # 10)

Fallen Angel in Distress
Cant find my way out
of this astral mess.
If I could only find my way
Out of the disaster that
has seem to come to stay
I could run with you again
through the fields of heather
where the crows land to play.


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Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Let Me Push My own Buttons

Let Me Push My own Buttons
Throwing down...
Throwing down...
The god within
I have forsaken you
Throwing down....
Throwing down....
Do you know the cost of being
haunted by demons
getting caught
getting caught
Surviving my lifetime
is not an easy task
getting caught
Have a thought
loss the divine
break a fast
lose the light
Throwing down
throwing down
Divine mother how
did I become an enemy?
I have been a fool
thrown down angel
Forsaken into an
internal mine field
of self destruction
Throwing down
lose the light
God's omnipresence
bring me home.

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Old Poem # who cares

Old Poem # who cares

Sitting in my new apartment
jealousy on my mind
smoking weed outside
trying not to lose my mind
I love to stay clean

Your on my mind all the time now,
I have to keep writing
to prevent myself from exploding
reading my mind down on paper
I will never forget what you gave me
In your soul lies the beauty
of a hundred million sunsets.

If a your depressed I highly recommend
not listening to Sebadoh's "Smash Your head on the punk rock"
Cuz that will surely make anyone want to kill yourself.


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I really love u.

I really need to see you, its really hard. If you love me just tell me. It will really help me ok. I really need you, we go really deep, just tell me that you love me ok. Please swallow your pride, I am in so much fucking pain over the distance between us.

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Monday, June 14, 2010

Be The Bride of Frankenstein

Be The Bride of Frankenstein
This new put together body
just for you.
"It's Alive, It's Alive"


I know your busy,
I know your taken
But be the bride of Frankenstein
at least someday?

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Sitting in my new apartment
jealousy on my mind
smoking weed outside
trying not to lose my mind
I love to stay clean

Your on my mind all the time now,
I have to keep writing
to prevent myself from exploding
reading my mind down on paper
I will never forget what you gave me
In your soul lies the beauty

If a your depressed I highly recommend
not listening to Sebadoh's "Smash Your head on the punk rock"
Cuz that will surely make anyone want to kill yourself.

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Old Poem #1

For Jim Carroll

Magical Mystery frozen Love
picking up the pieces
of my frayed divinity

IT gets tough,
unreal
sitting on a throne
thinking about Jim Carroll
and the exlax
I took last night
sitting on the throne

Different places
Different thrones
all the same faces
picking up the pieces
born Waterbury author
and I am not too far from home.
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Old Poem #2

The goddess with Shadow, elaborate music


Sitting on a park bench
waterbury CT
stayed clean
my new hometown
half a cigarette
just made me sick
looks like rain
says the Native American within me
there's a lot of people
sitting on park benches across
this great land of ours
I happen to be
one of them
sipping Kenya AA
Staying Clean

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Create Wind with a Vision


Visions of basketball
getting high in Waterbury
remembrance of a dark
rainstorm from years back
25 cent junkie juice
little kid juice
repossessed tears
cranked up heart
in love with myself
My family
surfaces my inner violence
leads to murder
got coffee with my Dad
Got some heroin
I was real mad
Thinking this poem sucks
but who gives a fuck
I am nodding out
No parents, no point
All I needed was a ride
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An Old Sailor's body drifted to shore

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Looking for my Key

The whole thing about needing my key was about a past life. World War Two. After I died I came to your body and was confused because of the fog of war. I remember looking for my key to get in the apartment but was unable to find it or touch it. I need you so much. We are both carrying each other because of world war two in a big fucking way, its way more than that but this is the big reason (besides this life) why we need each other, crave each other and always think about each other. I need you more and more each second also. I love you so much. I miss my divine creator wife.


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Sunday, June 13, 2010

The Chemicals Between Us

I love you so much
Our beautiful in spirit sex
means so much to me,
I would rather hump you in spirit
than find another body to hump
until we can finally merge.
How good my dick feels against my blanket
knowing how good it makes
you feel 3500 miles away.
When you ask me to
hump you to help you sleep,
you have no idea how much that means to me.
Humping you in spirit almost sexually fulfills
me almost as good as having you here.
Oh god how I love thee.

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(Evil forces at work against us,
well sweetheart
it will be sweet victory
the day we finally merge.)


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Makes these shirts

Make some shirts with the Hello My Name is Freakshow USA logo on them, some hats too. They are going to be great sellers. Make a black one for me. Dont forget to make the girly shirts too.

love
Freakshow Boy

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Saturday, June 12, 2010

The Importance of truth

I wanted you to know that there is a lot going on with me in spirit, but what you NEED to remember is that I would never fucking hurt you in spirit or in person, I would rather be fucking DEAD than cause you any harm. There is a lot of manipulation of my spirit going on and I know you are like "what the fuck is going on with you", well just remember this-I would rather be dead than hurt you in anyway. I try my best to stay away from your body in spirit but it is really hard when you think about me a lot. If you hear any awkward thoughts or something goes on with my spirit that is fucked up, just remember and keep it fucking handy that it is NOT ME. MY spirit is being manipulated by a piece of shit who wants my world war two karma and all the rest. IT has a lot to do with you too (like I said there are forces at work, etc.), I am not joking and it would really help me if you would try your best to come and see me. You have no idea how much I really need you. No idea at all.

You have no idea who we were during World War TWO but we were really famous and they made a movietone newsreel about me when I got killed during the battle of the Rhine. We were famous and important. You have no idea how much WWII means to me. The newsreel has something to do with my karma with TCM. You have no idea how much you mean to me.




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sit and pine (short poem#9)

I just sit around all day
sit and pine the days away
its been like this for years
its almost like I dont know
what else to do
been at it for so long
sitting around and pining
just for you.
It's not an obsession
I just really love you
we go really deep
and you know it too.



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My body. (short poem #8)

My body
so brand new
my body so
for just you,
we are so special
so important
my body
so brand new
my body so
for just you.


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Friday, June 11, 2010

The wings of a butterfly (short poem #7)

The wings of a butterfly
She is so beautiful
how everyone in her life
is so lucky just to be
in the presence of such beauty
she is the kind of woman
men and women kill for
oh how lucky I have been
to have known
such a beautiful butterfly.



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Oh god how I love thee (short poem #6)

Oh god how I love thee
Wont you someday marry me?
Oh god how I love thee
I pray for the day
when you will be with me.

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I tattoo your name (short poem #5)

I tattoo your name
All over my body
everywhere I go
I tattoo your name
All over my body
everywhere I go
I tattoo your name
and someday your portrait too.


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Hello My Name is...

Hello My Name is
Freakshow USA
and I make my love
come from 3000 miles away.

They call me
magic boy,
sometimes tragic boy,
but I always
be her Freakshow boy.

Hello My Name is
Freakshow USA
and I make my love
come from 3000 miles away.


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The Time that has past my love (short poem #4)

The time that has past my love,
Each day I need you more,
I pray and pray that someday
my love, you come to my door.

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Thursday, June 10, 2010

Forces at work, keeping us apart.

There are enemies in outer space,
and on the Earth plane
that would like nothing better
than to see us never get together,
just remember this,
just remember this,
its important for our future.
Adam needs Eve,
Mulder needs Scully,
we are so damn important
two most important souls on Earth,
just remember this,
just remember this,
I am Alive, Alone and waiting
until you come a calling
its important that
we fight the future
because I want to believe
in a future for you and me.


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Thought Manipulation short poem #3

My thoughts are being manipulated,
to think the unthinkable,
thoughts I would never think.
Things I would never do,
they are fucking me up beyond belief.




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short poem #2

Damn the distance
and my mistakes
that I did make
on the Earth Plane.

The Pain of her heroin became mine
The Pain of her heroin became mine.
The Pain of her heroin became mine.


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Wednesday, June 9, 2010

The Joy You Found

You been without Joy,
for a long time.
Now you have found,
what you have missed in me,
in someone else,
someone beautiful, something free.

I couldn't be happier
for the joy you found,
though I need you more
and more each day,
I want you to be happy
not locked in some closet
with some asshole male.

Although I sit in pain
waiting for the next big parade
I cant help but wonder
when everything went insane.
I need you more and more each day.
It's hard for me to find someone else
when I been in love
with you for almost 20 years.

I just sit in pain,
happy for the joy
you have found.
I wish I could find
what I am looking for,
but she's in New York and not with me.
I cannot wait to be free
of this intense pain
that I live with everyday
maybe someday she will be with me
or at least tell me she
loves me, instead of telling me in spirit,
cuz goddamn I really need to hear it.

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short poem

The high jacking of my thoughts
the complete theft of my inner being
being torn apart by those
who want whats mine.


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the best of the best of my drawings.




























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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I want to believe


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My Purple Heart






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