you know who you are.
Posted on May 16th, 2007 in 2012, Art, Uncategorized, astro physics, babylon, beatles, bi polar, cia, conspiracy, conspiracy theory, crazy, cult of aton, cults, events, freemasons, graffiti, hip hop, hoppi native, islam, jesuits, jesus, jordan maxwell, knights templar, love, masons, mental health, michael tsarion, new world order, nike, obsessive compulsive, passion, philisopohy, poetry, prophecy, psychopathis, psychotic, religion, respect, rock music, rock n roll, satan, satanic, spoken word, suicide, the beatles, theology by Andy Christ || No Comment
for the odder, the father of a gardener, or was it a carpenter? all i remember it was late in september, i hated november, couldnt wait till december, seemed like forever is just never let her get furs. selfless selfish shellfish on a shelf list for christmas. all you pythons with your life gone, shame me away? fuck that, ill come back anyways, on the seventh day, known this way. mommys fragile little facist cant seem to get past this, antiquity is divinity, solar trinity is my own sovereign entity to battle thy enemy, i have a friend in me, i asked her for less envy, shes a bottom feeder, steals energy and then she cuts and shes a attention bleeder. at least someone payed attention for her worthless cries for help, she was numb, never felt, she left a trail of hell bent, stolen things back shes lent. pathetic was her rhetoric, shes anorexic, maybe even platic dramatic and spastic, just a watered down low-self esteem dream team queen cokehead fiend who cant fit in the scene acting 12 or 13, so mean, not even lean, just bones under her flesh suit, she faked when she ate fruit, how stupid, she would just go and puke it.
