Saturday, 28 February 2015
Wednesday, 25 February 2015
Tuesday, 24 February 2015
You
Those days where you just don't feel like yourself. Not only that but you don't feel at all. Maybe the path of uncertainty and you believing that you're not weak minded is all beginning to shatter right before you. Due to that you're in a state on confusion , which is causing you to be angry while lost. Being angry and lost is the worst. Letting the heat of the moment get the best of you.Releasing frustration in every direction not knowing where each road will lead you too, and what consequence is waiting for you at the end of it. You can't speak to anyone because they can't understand. It's relatable but they don't actually understand. The effect is different. Luckily you acknowledged what's happening to you. The changes that are taking place, thank God it's not permanent. Thank God for awareness. Capable of acknowledging that that's not you. Ill words, careless attitude, the cigarettes that you wouldn't smoke but are in your pocket. You thought you no longer wanted a conscience, and emotions. Now those both things are what you want to be in touch with. Now you want to cry. Now you know that tears are important. You want to have faith in something as well. Not for security, not for rewards or to avoid punishment, but faith in something that is good or faith that there is a good. Yeah now all of that is wanted. You don't like what you've become even though you drew that picture of yourself. You like what you were. What you were is what no one else is. There's no other individual that exist that is like you. You didn't need to blend. You didn't need the attention. No. Nope. Not the clothes ether. You just needed to be you. You could take you up the ladder. Go up the ladder not knowing where it leads you to or what you'll get. That sounds like you. You sound good. Be you.
Art by : Hundertwasser
B.W
Art by : Hundertwasser
B.W
Saturday, 21 February 2015
Wednesday, 18 February 2015
Friday, 13 February 2015
The worst
I think of what you've become
and it's all because of what I've done.
I shaped you for the worst
Now everyone you meet you can't trust
You no longer live for love , you live to lust
I shaped you for the worst
You don't believe that anyone is genuine
You fear having sentiments
I shaped you for the worst
I could say I taught you a lesson
Heartbreak is your new weapon
I shaped you for the worst
Art by : Jack Vettriano
B.W
and it's all because of what I've done.
I shaped you for the worst
Now everyone you meet you can't trust
You no longer live for love , you live to lust
I shaped you for the worst
You don't believe that anyone is genuine
You fear having sentiments
I shaped you for the worst
I could say I taught you a lesson
Heartbreak is your new weapon
I shaped you for the worst
Art by : Jack Vettriano
B.W
Tuesday, 10 February 2015
Monday, 9 February 2015
Friday, 6 February 2015
Swallowed by the Sea
I wore a black cape as I drowned in my red
Sometimes I think of possibilities and where the outcomes could have led
Everything is done in the spur of the moment

I never think it through
I don't walk on the beach
I get swallowed by the blue
I don't wear a safety jacket
I like to get to the bottom of the sea
That's how I've been swimming
My personal philosophy
I hate it when my feet is in the sand
everything I built there
gets touched by another's hand
But I can't be found when I cross over to the deep end
I'm all alone
in the underworld with sea creatures and Gods
as they determine my karma
I hear demons screams and sobs
I'm not a saint I can't escape the cycle of life
and head to nirvana
I'm on and off with narcotics , sex and
forget my Buddhism teachings of Theravada
I wore a black cape as I drowned in my red
Sometimes I think of possibilities and where the outcomes could have led
Before I'm swallowed by the sea , reincarnated and the old me is dead
Art : CreevesAbud
B.W
Sometimes I think of possibilities and where the outcomes could have led
Everything is done in the spur of the moment

I never think it through
I don't walk on the beach
I get swallowed by the blue
I don't wear a safety jacket
I like to get to the bottom of the sea
That's how I've been swimming
My personal philosophy
I hate it when my feet is in the sand
everything I built there
gets touched by another's hand
But I can't be found when I cross over to the deep end
I'm all alone
in the underworld with sea creatures and Gods
as they determine my karma
I hear demons screams and sobs
I'm not a saint I can't escape the cycle of life
and head to nirvana
I'm on and off with narcotics , sex and
forget my Buddhism teachings of Theravada
I wore a black cape as I drowned in my red
Sometimes I think of possibilities and where the outcomes could have led
Before I'm swallowed by the sea , reincarnated and the old me is dead
Art : CreevesAbud
B.W
Thursday, 5 February 2015
Why don't Buddhist understand that their desire of reaching enlightenment or nirvana , and having knowledge is showing that they have a self ? It's within human nature to want to know something. That is a desire. If desiring is the cause of suffering , and suffering derives from self , the Buddhist have a self because they desire knowledge , nirvana, and enlightenment. You've given yourself a goal and live by strict rules and teaching to get somewhere you WANT to be.
Monday, 2 February 2015
Indifferent Obsession
I'm obsessed with the denial of my obsession of you
I tell myself the constant want of conversation is simply because the relationship is new
You're the first to not write the answer to my questions on the board
We play hangman
so i'm always searching and never bored
I time my response to every message received
I speak less but with more charm so every word is believed
I make sure that i'm sure to never act first
Let you fill my bottle with water so you never see my thirst
I don't know what's compelling
You're character is hidden
but the fruit that attracts the most is the one that is forbidden
But I'm no Adam and you're no eve
No snake is present to tempt
it's my eyes that deceive
God forgive me for I sin the deadly called lust
but I desire that you desire me
you're unemotional emotional presence is a must
Art by: Tom acevedo
B.W
I tell myself the constant want of conversation is simply because the relationship is new
You're the first to not write the answer to my questions on the board
We play hangman
so i'm always searching and never bored
I time my response to every message received
I speak less but with more charm so every word is believed
I make sure that i'm sure to never act first

I don't know what's compelling
You're character is hidden
but the fruit that attracts the most is the one that is forbidden
But I'm no Adam and you're no eve
No snake is present to tempt
it's my eyes that deceive
God forgive me for I sin the deadly called lust
but I desire that you desire me
you're unemotional emotional presence is a must
Art by: Tom acevedo
B.W
Sunday, 1 February 2015
Once Pure..
I had a cross
I had a bible
I had a God
I was pure
I was ambitious
As I walked with my rod
I would pray
I would eat
I would sleep
It was all fine until
I left the dessert
to work in the city
I saw reality
I saw lies
I saw evil
It was the institutions
It was the Government
It was the people
I tried to fight
I tried to hide
I tried to run
but I was caught and all the seven deadly sins got inside of me and became one.
Art by: Shirley Helton
B.W
I had a bible
I had a God
I was pure
I was ambitious
As I walked with my rod
I would pray

I would sleep
It was all fine until
I left the dessert
to work in the city
I saw reality
I saw lies
I saw evil
It was the institutions
It was the Government
It was the people
I tried to fight
I tried to hide
I tried to run
but I was caught and all the seven deadly sins got inside of me and became one.
Art by: Shirley Helton
B.W
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