Case. Fucking. Closed

"Drink up. 

  Have fun. 

  Don't suffer;

  Don't feel guilty.

  There is no "death". 

  God loves you, no matter what you do. 

  You are the perfect and holy child of God.

  CASE. FUCKING. CLOSED."

~BILL HICKS~

GO

Need an escape, need to let go.
Need an escape from society,
Always need to get up and go.
No, need an escape from self.

There is no escape,
You never let go.

The Self remains.


Gotta go.

Get the fuck outta here.

Got to go.

Go.

Gotta go.

Go, go...go!

LET IT GO, MAN!

There,

IT GO.

Death brings meaning to Life; Life brings meaning to Death

In death, you will be absolved from all your life, your memories, your family, your job, your responsibilities and duties, your dreams and imaginings, your desires, your sins, your prides, trials, and tribulations. In death, there is only unknowing. The slip of a veil, once forgotten, twice thought of. If you are not capable of remembering what you have forgotten, why fear? The loss is as natural as coal is black.

Slipped into the void, unseen.

Landed, forgot what it all did mean.

Laid back on the sand, for an eternity it did seem.

Bored, now, want to see something never seen.

The Mark of a Woman, my Queen. 

The land where I shall never be. 

The love that I shall never see. 

Self-Forgetful You

The mind is the joker. 

Now you see;

Now you don't. 

The Crucible

You crucified christ.
I crucified christ.
We all hung an idea up to dry.
Now, again the time is nigh,
to Crucify your Mind. 

Things I've Done, written and performed by Natty

Things I've Done by Natty

Wooah der my darlin'
Wooah der my child
Listen to my story
with an open heart
and mind.

You are the best of me.
They say I am strong,
But I am weak.

I've done some things
you won't believe.
I've been living blind,
But I'm trying to see.

I'm sorry for my life--
My life of crime.
I'm sorry for my time
on the devil's side.

I was raised with love
and sacrifice,
but I chose this life
and I'll pay the price.

Show me love now,
and I'll choose it.
Help save my soul;
I have sinned.

Ay-le-le-le
Ay-le-le-le

So many things--
Things I have done.

This hand has stolen
and been in fights.
This mouth has broken
hearts and told lies.

I have sold things out
you never buy.
I've lost too many friends
through my pride.

Like a soldier
fightin' for his life,
I need you here
Now by my side.

Ay-le-le-le
Ay-le-le-le

So many things--
Things I have done.

You can find Natty here: http://www.nattymusic.com/ 

Not I

Is it not plainly seen--

That it is not within I 

To live as another human being?

You, the pill-popping American citizen, fund terrorism.

Yes, this is truth.

If you have ever been prescribed or illegally purchased an opioid-based narcotic prescription of any sort (Vicodin, Norco, OxyContin, fentanyl, Percocet, etc.), you are funding terrorism. Thus, according to the government's line of sound-logical thought, you are a terrorist.

Welcome to Amerikkka, people.

Good day. 

my next bed is going to be a hearse. 

-r.eyedea.p.