sábado, septiembre 18, 2010

Just sitting...

My momma always told me,
I had a heart of gold,
I was out of money,
And it had to go.

I've always been adrifting,
Never stayed in just one place,
And now here I'm sitting,
Breathing in the myst of a daze.

My mind begins to ponder,
On all the wrongdoings and the good deeds,
And so I wonder,
Why do the good die young and the bad grow like weeds?

These thoughts, like water,
Put my firey heart out,
The bad have all the power,
And the good only own smoke and doubts.

I've almost lived out my days,
Waiting to sing a song,
Now at last today,
It's finnaly being sung.

I've been walking for so long now,
My legs gave in,
I'm just gonna stay sitting down,
'Till fate says it's time for me to get on going.


And so my mind begins to ponder,
On all the wrongdoings and the good deeds,
And so I wonder,
Why do the good die young and the bad grow like weeds?

These thoughts, like water,
Put my firey heart out,
The bad have all the power,
And the good only own smoke and doubts.

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THE ANSWER TO LIFE'S MUCH EASIER THAN U THINK SON!!

Only through yer own eyes can you really start to see mate. Society's not the way, and if it is, it's the wrong one. It's whole concept's based on the assumption that we're all alike, when we're not, we're different, and it's whithing that difference that exists our humanity. So fuck the white collars and the legislatures, the law-makers and the lawyers, the politicians and the lobbiests, the judges and the criminals, the cops and the felons, hang them all, and let them all burn slowly in the pire. Burn the flags and constitutions from every country in the world, disband the nations and bring down the boarders and limits. Burn the wallstreet-behaving bastards along with all the bankers and all the other money-mungering whores who fuck people up for a living. Burn the labels you have on God, abandon the believe that those narrow and hard to walk fucking paths, those box size jails, that all the various religions are, are the only ways to peace and love, 'cuz they really lead only to one place, destruction. And those two things everyone's always yappin' on about, exist withing ourselves, they reside only in our souls, they cannot be found out there in the world. That's why some people are miserable in one particular place and others are happy in the same fucking place. Happiness and peace, we choose to show them or hide them, in the end it's up to you, you wanna be happy? Burn the "social" version of "you", exorcise it if you will, only then will you trully come to know who the fuck you are, what you're fucking made of. See life through your own eyes, not through someone else's. Be yourself, let things be, stop trying to be perfect, and be free, only then will you trully be happy and at peace... CHEERS!