
I
AM the sickle
that pummels
the trappers
I
AM the flood
that shatters
the world
Viva la Rebellion
Dedicated to my sister in recovery, Genesis…
The book of genesis is full of hard won battles
Successes and failures
Trials that persist until the end of times
The road to recovery is like the exodus to the land of milk and honey
Only those who persist in doing what is right can make it to the promised land
We’re running out of time. A time that seems so trivial to a species who believe they were born of God. And yes, this may be true, I mean obviously. If we were not born of God then what were we born of? Nothing? Even if we were born of nothing, then nothing is our God because nothing created everything. Or some krazy multi-demensional conspiracy? That is quite an amusing thought but let us now think with our super-computerlike brains for a sec.
the following is a song that has been bleeding in my heart for a long long time… Don’t careLong hair I will wait for you I saw the Son riseAnd the sugar fall I will wait for you
Why can’t you come to stan
That the Jews were Black
That Kingdom Come Is more than you can stan
Just because you’re shattered
Don’t mean that you’re broken
You can shatter many bones without breaking a thing
The Earth is not ours to destroy
We are but servants and we must employ
Our presence before God must not be in vain
For all that is fruitful will always remain
Down with the Bible Candy Feel good words of sightless guides A distraction from the simple truth that will tear our fucking hydes Sugar coated fallacy is like Spam garnished with gold is like rapists parading the streets on high Black mambas in the snow
Just as it happened in the days of Noah
So shall it happen now
The Son of Man will harvest souls
Like a reaper on a plow
Satan’s seed will perish
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I beg of you
Please, hear me now
Oh children of the dark
I got the keys to The Kingdom
Waiting for the right time to click the handle
West to the Eastside
Fear no wrong
We gon kick the anthem
Feel me on the get down
Nic nac patty wac give my dogs a real stack
In the battle ground
Seen on top
Don’t get no louder now
Hands on the hot sauce
Who you gon call when you flip the boss off?
I want to live
Not just exist
Trying to survive one day to the next I want to love
Impervious love
Not the kind of love that can’t stand it all