Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Who's the real terrorist?


I have never been so pissed at an entire nation. Let alone the nation I am so reluctant to call "home" It literally pisses me off to the point of rage to see America go on as if nothing happened. 100,000+ INNOCENT people were killed since the "war" began, and no one seems to give a shit. To put that number in perspective; 2,966 people died in 9/11. And for 9 years now we have spent uncountable amounts of money trying to get the "terrorists" that did this. Well sorry for the boner kill America, but wrong country for one, and two, we killed about fifty times more innocent civilians. So really...who is the terrorist? We hate an entire race of people over 9/11, and we wonder why they just want us the fuck out of their country? I am sick to be an American. 

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

So I was thinking.

And then I, once again, lost what is commonly referred to as, the game:(

Sunday, August 29, 2010

I hear if you make friends,,

With Jesus Christ. You will get right up, from that chalk outline.
And you'll get dolled up, and you'll dress in white.
All to take your place, in his chorus line.

From the deepest part, of the human heart.
The fear of death expands.
Until we crack the code, we have always known, but could never understand.
On a circuit board, we will soon be born, again,

Friday, August 27, 2010

So you were born, and that was a good day
Someday you'll die, and that is a shame
But somewhere in the between was a life of which we all dream
And nothing and no one will ever take that away

And then night rolls around and it all starts making sense.

There is no right way or wrong, when you just have to live.
And so I do what I do. And at least I exist.
What could mean more than this?

So, I was sitting at home thinking.

And then I lost the game.