Machine
09-13-07, 7:45 pm
On a cold day in January , I was born...I dont know if I was a love child or a poster for planned parenthood...either way...I came out. When the Doc smacked my ass...I said , " who the fuck are you hitten , asshole?" I aint ready to understand why or where or who...I dont even want to know the IF...I want to be a mechanism of change unto myself and the world around me. I forgot so many things that didnt matter...so now I only feel the pain of change...I only live when I bleed...I only die when I say its over...I wish I remembered what fear feels like...maybe people wouldnt be so alien to me. On a cold day in January I looked at the sky and saw my purpose...I felt the blood pulse in my veins...I looked down at the dirt and I knew who I was. So many times I tap the keys and watch the words fall into place on the computer screen...after they spill out of me...I want to bleed for the words I leave here...they betray my purpose...I wont allow you to forget me and what I am. Words on a screen cant tell you who I am...in the new year I will be in the countries of the eastern block , Europe , Poland , England and many more. When the people see me and what I have wrought...they will understand. All will become clear.
I heard...and I forgot
I saw...and I learned
I did...and I understood
We all live in relative chaos...that is the thread that binds us. We all want to leave our footprint in the sand...that is what drives us to go on. We all bleed red blood...whomever spills thier blood in the arena of life...will earn a good death and honorable passage to the next world. Any man who would betray thier birthright and thier brothers of blood...though he may live...knows not what real life is. Your destiny awaits you...around every corner lies a new war for you to fight...it matters not if you win or lose...the outcome is incidental...the warriors soul is quenched with blood...so it is right that in blood...you will find salvation.
MACHINE
I heard...and I forgot
I saw...and I learned
I did...and I understood
We all live in relative chaos...that is the thread that binds us. We all want to leave our footprint in the sand...that is what drives us to go on. We all bleed red blood...whomever spills thier blood in the arena of life...will earn a good death and honorable passage to the next world. Any man who would betray thier birthright and thier brothers of blood...though he may live...knows not what real life is. Your destiny awaits you...around every corner lies a new war for you to fight...it matters not if you win or lose...the outcome is incidental...the warriors soul is quenched with blood...so it is right that in blood...you will find salvation.
MACHINE