Shaggy wah gwan is a sick ******* album yo. This **** is seriously boombastic.
I'm losing my ******* mind. Really wish I could smoke **** with out tripping out so hard.
I'd be lighting one up for you right nah shaggy

Play the game ***.
I give thanks up
To god. He built me filthy
With some rank blood.
Stay skunked with kush
Like peppy lepiux was.
Giving thanks up.
Blood bank type of donation
Thats life drained ***
now ******* bank up...

Shiver with the little artwork
Smart words.
That light up little black light
Parchment turned
Into currency. So don't let the art burn.
Hard words.
In texture with better business
You can feel decisions
Reflect the image.
Like mirror clear invisionment.
Of fixture in religion
Christ deliverance
Nice intelligence.
And price equivalents.
To euro status.
With smiles and giddiness
Rising to highs
Like roller coaster children does.

Listen all of you
Let me talk to
give you a walk through
I want you
To know I got you.
Talk to many problems
In this walk through

Homophobes are not okay
Get a hot clue before I drop you
If that's what you want dude
Misogyny and mom abuse
Are not cool a promise haunts you
I feel the plot *****
Poverty is not cool
Help the needy if you want too.
Baby
**** the  **** racists.
swastikas on their faces
Hating mmigrants and gays which
Threaten their own race which
Is narrow minded its really basic
Love casts out hate
Why hate our brother.
*** his face a different color.
Or abuse our unborn mothers.
Suicide is undercover too
Open up and run it through
Discover why you stuck in moods
Get  help if something troubles you.
Addiction *****
Period. Delirious.  Its a spiritual
Funk with drunken blues.
Drug abuse and sunken clues.
But I'm not judging you..

People don't run away.
Make your stand.
Triumph as a man
Stand as a woman.
understand the love is running our mission.

We make our enemies bed
As we would make our own
Ask what troubled him
To the reaction I provoked
Pray for understanding
Of his illness and his woes
As you wish your enemies
Would make your bed
Just as they do there own....

Crazy as a crazy gets
I'm on my david Suzuki tip
Major stupid ****.
Framed by a smooth built script.
Like jews knew hits
Where written in jehovas fists
Know me *****.

Swear I'm naked in figure.
If its dough they want.
I got a bake in mixture.
Fragrant spritzer.
Of a champagne sail away.
Neath skies of give aways.
Trip vacations. Swag bag winners.
project  housing remaking
Villages. With billions made with in
A money system. To feed hungry children.
lobbying dummy politicians.
To drop guns and hit man.
Like gods got nuns and Christians.
We don't slum but the slums
Got big plans
Once this business sharing website
Hits man
Its like witness to a switch stance
Watch it *** either way I'm going to hit man...

Let's talk devils advocate..
Care plan packaged !!! carefully
Marked abstinent.
**** it. This planet won't be half as lit.
Had I chose to man up.
Admit my bad ****. And put a lid.
On burning candles *****....
Can I be candid for a moment...
Question marked...
Hazardous.... dont answer this...
But how do I stay safe...
When my brain is chemically imbalanced *****
Soaking up years of coke liquor **** and ******* cannabis ...
Grade 9 dances.
Stolen glances. At my destiny
Written the saddest script..
Since Harvey's Weinstein and r kelly.
Did remix to bebe rexhas smash hit baddest *****.....
I guess that's it...
I take compliments and criticism
Like sunshine to a cabbage kid...
Trying to help my condition
. using undercover practices

Results of broken rubbers
Being stubborn trying to ask me ****...
Making sisteen chapel look like
Painting from a ******* david banner.
Getting mad at it...
No patience like an empty psych ward.
The floor below.
Half inhabited by *** addicts.
Same amount of patience as they premature ejaculatjng amateurs.

I thought I was the man and ****....
Till tactical team six.
Swooped down and picked my *** up quick...
Manifested gravity.
Into the emptyness of black abyss...
Like trying to not rhyme the same is half the battle
Finding **** creeks paddles the other half of it
That's where I grabbed my wits....
Focus on the *** I see inside the mirror. Not the *** you practically
Have to kiss
Behind a weakness for need of approval..  *** self love
Felt cruel  hazardous and gradually cancerous....
For some reason. I cant admit
That my destiny ain't footsteps in the sand and ****...
Relying on my ego.
Pride and vanity. Like prime ingredients to make.
Horse **** sandwiches....
Would you like that with mayonaise
Deceit. Pickles or some radishes...
I want to visit past tense..
Like before this started happening
The building was scrapped. Evacuated.
In the process. Of abandonment....
Shack was built.
On drugs *** and lies
pictures of my kids are the only thing
In the entire mansion
Worth having it....
Talking about cups like I got plenty
In the cabinet...
**** I wish. But the futures
Fickle..  **** just a little..
Pickles radishes *** and ****
To make  massive gorgeous. ***** ***** sandwiches
Kevin costner with these wolves
Just gotta learn to dance with it
And I'll be glad to kiss my past goodbye
Like seal team six.
When they came and
Licked my *** and ****....

Hold your ground
She stalks the towers.
Neath the banner of your freedom.
She's a demon. You feel the talons
Pull you down into the bowels
Of her being.... she speaks in madness.
Magic and ***. Her ancestors ancient  beings of summer seasons. clearly they dislike the company she frequents... when she's in the hands of men who feed greed and take  no mercy in their dealings

Be warned she's not the least bit
Harmless or defenceless.
When you see her
She's a mortal soul extractor.
Razor teeth. And gorgeous features..
That sink her teeth
Deep in your tissue.
Till your so relaxed you hardly feel her. But the real her....
Is deviant. A fiend.
A winged serpent. Known by Those who keep her. .......As a beast of God's good medicine they
Swear. She's an ancient form of healer.

I miss her if I'm honest
She treats me bad.
And that hurts my feelers.
Just know when my kids learn about her.
Shell meet them under the safety and guidance of their teachers

Telling you this contagious.
Hatred. Means I'm not forsaking
Gods name.
You major ignoramus
I'm dancing in the devils danger
With rangers like
New york in the playoffs
So set the day to break.
Like Jim Carey's mask.
Can take a break.
My fiscaud. Is far too great...
And bullets dance.
Like trances making shadows
In the grave....
Open to submission while I slate a million tears to flood the names
Of every name.
That built this place.
Like Hoover said *******
I'm a flood the eco with fate.
Greatness. Dental dams.
And gay micro waves.
Like mini pizzas. Waxing melt.
And hot plates for college plates.

Boy you are amazing
The world's vernacular is changing
You use to say boys aren't supposed to cry
Thats for ******* and little babies
But we grew from that
We musta knew it that
It was making men go crazy.
Trying to hide behind machismo
When inside their heart is breaking.

Now I'm headed for new daisies
Hi Alberta!!! B.c changed me...
Nice to meet again. Giving thanks to those who shaped me...May I mandate.
That nobody kills and rapes me....
I gotta make it down to Washington.
Theres cholostemy bags. With Donald's name.
For
The presidential ****

Its winter moons that make me humbled
By the grace of different races of the ladies.
But the alt right thinks theres oppression from the liberals
On caulcasians.
I just said the same thing twice.
In different ways. While keeping my mind naked....

Oh one last thing. Simba you'll never fully understand it
And it's okay to be in limbo.
You look pretty as either ***
And theres no way that your a *****...
Or underhanded
Simple it's the pencil....
That will give the devil  wings
Not ******* coffee.
Nor ******* redbull.
Nor led zepplin.....
But its God that does these things

Let's not kid ourselves.
The world is nearly dead.
It's a monster rearing its head.
Like a fear we share and ****...
It's a terror in our dreams
The invention of a lamb
Forgive the sinners
Contaminate
Give magistrate its hand
Paying tithes to what's becoming
A most lucrative bread and butter scam.
Religion was a way of putting walls around a feeling and.
Committing man to an illusion.
Of monogamy. Probably.
To make concrete his *******  wedding band....
Now its 2019
And the devil is more understood.
Than an abacus summing math
That you can actually understand
Even impaired on **** and adavan


Our planet is a trash can...
A hazmat call away from toxic trash...
It's like a plastic ball.
From ****** wrappers
That you bought
*** the generic brand
Gives you a ******* body rash.....
And it's a hot dog stand
Away from folding like
A shotty hand
At poker.
Like the river....
can't come to wash our bodies way
Fast enough to save this winter
I bet if you went back and time and warned ******.
He would starve in Russian winter.
And perform a medical incision.
To his own dome.
With a shiny pistol.
He woulda went back for a second time and applied to get in.
Art school...
God bless the little things could been a little different

Heavenly determination
Melody made
Of earthly pleasures
Treasures
Near my heart
Intentions of a man near
Death
With self centered
Under developed senses
Meant for sensory
Correction
In a class of eventual deception
Beyond mental cognitive
Correction
Deception like encrypted data
In a fit of stemming
Pleasure from a different
Member
Rendered useless till I wake up better
With a hospital attire
And moms spaghetti on my sweater
Ambition  of a devil
With a stellar over sweltering temptation
To take ***** in a cave
And save my life
And prevent the fate of man kind
From the overtake of satan's mind
Take my eyes
God made them nice
So Jordans name
Dont sayit twice
Jordan's legs are nice
His face is why
He had to break and rearrange
The frame of future past dated
Back to pre grade 5
And preceeding age 9
The 8 year old with great full eyes
Who escaped the date of age 29
With a name that goes both ways
A little lady spine
Save me a date to die
*** it's to late to escape the fate
I've made and put in slated
Truth I dont want to escape but I'm afraid that I
May change my mind
When they break my spine
And change my eyes.
My self expression explodes
From gods sense of humour
Explaining why.
I feel great but
They make humour of
The way I've tried
I cant take the times
Till jesus makes me find
Missing pieces
Of my love for life
And every time I fucki g hate my life
I changed your mind
You ******* hated mine
I'm going to take my time
It's ok and I
Know its pain justify
As okay and respectable
And I'm safe and fine
As long as I'm took serious
And made to cry
It's a tainted lie.
I've been made to die
So follow your plate with love
Laugh and live
And make every second
A destination. In the sands of time
And make each memory a magical
Dance with time.
You glance back in time
With happiness your going to outlast the times

Ambitions for Angel's. Heavens in knowing I'm in it...
I got flows like a ocean. That lead str8 to the river...
Turning wiser. And older..
sentence of addiction...
Still illuminate the dark.
hitting Edison switches...
With the recipe to hell
Gordon's back in the kitchen

Every where they telling you
Everyone is telling you

Listen to the hype track
I'm on the central flow
Faucet water
God father
Mental pros
A con. Denote
The evidence and ghost...
A sentimental ghost
Tribute to the dispute
Of two heads of home
Where did all the sellers go

A seller in a buyers market
Walk the park
And spark it.
Trees for smoking
Feel cathartic

It be pocket margins
Capital investment
Profits.
Not confusing with
Prophet. Psalm Mohammed..
Its a dawn they wanted.
Man they got it
Shock value. Out the socket.
Lights apocalyptic
The talk is chronic vision
Rap assassination
Body chalk in.
Koffins picked out with the  plots for Christmas
Betty crocker with a *** to **** in.
Thats alot now listen
Body wash with hints of chocolate
Fragrant flow
The water faucet is.
Smelling like accomplishments.
But you know that we wanted this

Can the river really flow
Without  deliverance
Apacolypse mountain pine
Dine on what we did with it...
But we aint finished yet
Currency in duffle bags
No gimmick. Christ is in infinite
The ugly way.
The racists act like princes and
Shun away.
The bill with racial pride.
****** up isn't it....

Look whats going to happen
You want fore show.
Here's a glimpse class.
Im uncertain.
But at first glance
Its going to be ****** with
A surgeon.
Made of tempered steel
That works  
world class.
And a nurse that.
Keeps heavenly intent on me.
While my body
Takes a dirt nap.
Switch it up.
And **** in side a bag.
My spinal tap
Like giants legs.
And no time to die or fight back
**** this verse.
I'm wishing.
For a hope. Never coming.
Where's my mind at.
Maybe if I tried not trying
Oh fuckit man ill try that
Wave at me passing by
I always say ******* hi back

Massacre of Pasadena
Task force set to operative
***** in the cleaners still
And changing is a promise kid.
Positive in cop of talk
I wasn't always positive.
Times at heart I felt so dark
I didn't really wanna live...
But demons in my closet weren't worth feeding even crumbs
When I discovered God exists
Who could I be wrong again
Rather being. Toxic secretive
And closeted
Alright ill find an accomplishment
Worth acknowledging and
Model it...

Swallow hard and solve it quick.
Possibility like God could
Skyrocket me on rocket ships.
I have no cleaning left in the closet
But im seeing bleach bottles
Wash up. In my dreams
From over polishing....
Like street fighter. Did in karate kid.
Or was that mister wax on
Brazilian landing strip
Watch and see if
Vince mc Mahon.
Is raw enough to handle it...

Candles light a manuscript
That reads no amateurs
Enter here its hazardous
And tinder is the mantle piece...
That is dipped in carcinogens
And fumes are cancerous...
Fine laugh at me
You'll choke on **** a real tradgedy
Like cigarettes hard drugs
And naked sun tan
Meets deeper heated versus of reality
Its bad to sun tan
In the sand you'll burn your feet
And get tan lines on your masterpiece
Peace love *** for weeks
Unless you got them banook cheeks
Your still hot like ******* banook grease.
Hope my native women ain't mad at me

there is a shadow
beyond the morgue
where those souls come in droves

they sit in silence,
echoes longing,,,,

the unknown mind
consioscly talking

the death do part
and in between

the souls come flocking
like birds of beast

and in this pain,
you must decide

does life have meaning
after suicide

chorus
does the light still haunt the corners
of the room
does your memory still wander
to the places that you knew
did you make ammense
with lacking common sense
it was never your fault
never your fault


she said goodbye
in a letter on the cabinet
her goodbye letter
with the words
she put in rap and

you read the letter
tear soaked pages
dead inside,,

she left
the world an empty
place, christys suicide


does the light still haunt the corners of the room
do you still think back
to the memories you knew
does it still make you sad
when feeling comes from that sad thought
remember babe,
oh babe it was never, i mean never your fault

I collected words in search of brilliant minds
scattered like  backwards patterns that I would hurriedly find,
I sat in awe, the pause before the plunge into the deep,
a breathe, with tempting debt, to loan the poems that I need,
discreetly stealing the thoughts of demons at sleep
the teasing trail of fiendish beings dressed as sheep in their fleece
without meaning, I was seeing a story unravel,
a common theme between the beings
that were speaking this channel
and as it baffled me, I woke inside a dungeon of sorts
my skin a canvas for the lies of miniature sport
and AS I finished this game,
the diminished became
a shell of recognition that once hid
behind a sinister frame
so ask me nicely, whats the difference,
the same, I exclaim
im just a little bit different but all this **** is the same

I really need this two points
A win. Would too suffice
*** roll the die hit or miss
I never lose my life
Its looking like I got this
Taking true advice.
*** its a step in the direction
If the shoe fits right....

And momma never lost me
Not to date. Post dated. 6 more decades...
My eyes are like analysts.
But they don't sit and spectate.
They just weaponize
A monster
Drama **** a *** date.
Undress and feel your neck break...
Like karma comes
As fast as *****.  *******
These ******* *** and menstrate...

I feel like my **** is going to stop
I make spider man .
Look like a little kid.
In Dennis Rodman's ******* hobby shop.
A marching caravan of killers.
With the farthest need for constant watch.
I'll citizens arrest yo ***.
Right now. For playing with my *****
Better than a soccer mom...
I make these eyes.
Hint your size.
Is perfect for my mommy palms.
I **** you off.
Than call an Asian ***** into
******* your ****
Just like a saki  bomb....

I'm mister ******.
The viet Kong.
Just realized what kind of
Rock I'm on...

I make Taylor's swift look like.
An ugly blonde.....
That just awoke and realized
What kinda drug she's on..
She sliding into ****
Like theres hey yalls in a country song..
I'm trying to bug the phones
But I'm still wondering.
If someone calls.
Will I be more than just a lurch
You rang. And make miss Adam's stomach crawl...
So **** it yall

God please evict this demon from my property.
My body acknowledges.
The monstrosity
That doesn't make me squat to ***
Gotta be. A formula.
Of probably. Possibly or prophecy.
Its a translation of a paradox
Between what I want
And what God wants for me...
Eventually.
I crumble and his progeny
Has to walk for me.
Chalking out the spot
On sidewalks.
As everybody walks on me....

**** talk sick.
I dont want chocolates.
I dont knoe what you monsters
Want from me

Drawing her in my mind.
Smoothing the graceful edges of her cheeks rounding like turtle shells.
Rolling down the subtle curves that
Spell her name like sweet poetry in the winter huddle.
Her eyes like whisps of smoke against the roaring flame that runs through her veins.
And i start to scratch the pen against the pad. Knowing in my heart her beauty. From where i see it. Could never be reproduced.

Break it down for a second
Spare me obnoxious
She wants me lying in conscious
Kept in the transgender  closet...
I bring my want into gods lips
Its hot and humid
The crop of ****** chocolate filled tropics...
While dropping designs for a pocket held mom im learning on phonix
So ******* like her
understand electronics
Learn how to stop all the talk **** learn what a mom is....
And promise the world to start a new process
She holds the flame for a cosmic
Twitch and thinks she's so hot ****...
I get her steven irwin
And compare her to crock ****....

While steven irvine is everything
I'm in love with his new life.
Settled down with a new wife...
Gave up crime...
Who the **** knew right....
I love that kid to death...
Soon I... see his heart as a fuel light
For the earth to birth new
Rights... soon life will boom
I consent him to rule high....
While she loses her fool mind
.....

Lets be honest ***...
I'm best done
As trans playing dress up
You best run
To stick ball... you hit the mud I wish you the best luck....
I'm more into chess club
By knight im a queen. My king
Is at my command... so don't pawn that ring you got from your man...


I'm confused by my own wants ***
You hold power and sway...
But my transition
Is firm as a ***** is a *****...
Relay the mechanics...
I dont think that your gay
I'll have a ******
What more you want me to say....
I love men im addicted
To mister dorien grey...
And pain come to pleasure
I'm sorely the same....
So forget why you border
On morbid insane...
And reorder your life
And ignore all the pain

lets skip this,
his mind was ******
he lusted for the world
his eyes were like pearls
and songs on repeat
he trusted his labedo
as he made a new friend
the two were of mostly the hetero type
but with curious disregard
he made bonds with others in the circle
but never straying too far
from the object of his desire
the two were like ambient sounds of birds chirping across the stream,
coming in close but never truly being one
just simply observing eachother in the small surrender
of the peaceful world
and as time went on we decided that sometimes
birds must flock to their own
but still i remember that beautiful song
and what a way it was

W.i.t.l.e.s.s
Woman
In
Training
Learning
Essential
Skills 4
Survival

Go with your heart.
Hold the doors that make you happy.
Satisfaction is an ego placemat
For your joy to work
Makings of imagining
Your heart a vessel. For confessions
Bless every tear you cried in youth.
Illusions. Just concoctions
Of an unrequited truth...
Your journey is a unknown trail.
With kindness as your friend.
Truth is just illusions
Revealed as more than just pretend...
Silence is a laughter.
Followed after by a rushing thought
To sit and hear the emptiness
Forgetting everything your taught
Your mind is like a maze of mice
With fixation on the prize.
Calm the scurried paws and just enjoy
The greatness of your life....
Your soul a sleeping giant
Ahman and praise allah
karma is God's
Way of repaying you for deeds.
And saving you from harm

Is it a pre conceived belief
That as a human.
I need room to breathe and be..
Or does oxygen make promises
Inside cerebral scenes
As..... humans dream....
Is their a ....movement
Into peace?....
Or does every gruesome
Deed mans ever made.
Consume our inner mood
And .....ruin our being????
Questions I've selected
To be used inside this theme....
As we the youth
Become so numb to the pollution
Were .....use to seeing.....
Newly teens..
Confusing race as a need for.... shooting sprees.....
I shouldn't talk . I got some fuel in me.
Let loose could...... ruin 17...

My moods like dude
Your a dude but when you dress up...

Must confess ****...truly..... beauty queen...

And your bros that run these sewers
Dont give two *****
Just .....who your seeing....
They just want you to be happy
It's your mood
So karmasutra...
You get ....****** into believing...
That the world is better off.
With out your humour.
And the only ....you can do it feeling....
Doesn't matter what they say
Give it hell
And.... use your demons....
To make Angel's testify
And raise moons that shape the music into freedom for all beings....
..

Its millcreek heavy hitting.
With the switchblade kinda vision.
Give you butterflies.
Who the **** am I.
To tell you that this time is any different. ....
While I'm climbing up the.
Highest cliffs.
And lost in peak ambition...
It's a cognitive distortion.
When decisions.
Get over ridden.
******* poorly integrated systems
But hey
I still blame
My daddy's **** for my existence...


**** is like a river bed.
Deliver what you  really said.
Or suffer life a coward. Living in a metal mind. You ******* piston head.
It's engines driving
Money
And blood torn from the sediment.
Consuming more than souls.
In the name of making dividends...
What happened to us little kids.
We use to fight it out.
Now were scared to throw a punch even for little ****.
While we sit riddled with indifference and a social climate.
Lacking the ambition to ******* finish ****...


I swear this planets getting *****.
And it won't take it anymore.
The forces that consort with the gods.
Are scorned. And well informed.
Of what the drums of oil and war are piping for.  Inside this not so minor climate war..... while ignorance is staggering.
Wonder why or who the **** were fighting for...

Everybody love everyone
Dignity and forgiveness
No bigotry
And hate afflicted resistance
If the nazis and Christian's
Can drop arms and celebrate
Christmas
I'm pretty sure hate can't exist in
A wish
By your kids that you make
Fair decisions
And give them
A chance to reclaim this planet's
Conditions
No gimmicks I just persist
In adverse conditions
Yet frail like a ribbon
But surgical precision
Like a ****** witness
Trying to work
A purp for conviction
It's the terms I work
My purpose driven
Emergence of a surface for friction
Between the **** of the law
And my blurry admission

In the image of a whisper shout.
The verdicts in...
The written script
Of perfect sin... of pillow clouds
Turbulence and turbin men
The versci learned from
dinner crowds.....
Renuka turned the term
From cultural deception
To every Hindu learned the inner proud.... determination of
Reincarnation
Is a universal cloud
Of turning earth and worthy sand
Jnto persons
Inhabited by mother sermon and written down
Bodies in a earthly have
Thirsts by a purpose now... blessed by father Allah... the soul... that curls in metamorphosis
Like baby worm
To butterfly to burning shroud
Turned the **** around

The plant of Moses
And Joseph
The chosen walk of good men
Carrying a task
That the earth may drown
Of all the Sheppard indowd the mercy
Sound
The curtain slams..
And naji staff slams hurled down
Andevery soul on earth has our mercy now....
But once just once interpret christ to judge another
And ill unfurl my drowning
Swirl of girl untill you slurr your words under bursting mounds
Of dirt and burning clouds
Of smoke to swerve in serpent
Scourge... to learn you quick
So no man eill turn me down...
Oh yeah

He's the word around

im a semi conscious pervert
with words that scar and ****\
submerged in undercurrents
that give ****** charges chills
im the first to make a burger
look less appealing than the fries
so you got beef throw all the salt you want\
it still wont cross my eyes

Mirrors in the hallway.
Reflecting back my nonsense.
Hearing placebo effect.
Or holy **** he's really conscious
While I'm drunk at 6 o'clock
And walking into closets.
It's my ****.
I'll never quit.
Thats Like  ex alcoholics. Giving up their chocolate.
Nonsense.
Like a doctor with a pending lawsuit
Still prescribing oxycontin.
Shout out to Johnny rotten.
And the very **** pistols.
I just bought myself some liquor
And a  ziploc full of crystals...
Stairway up to nowhere
It ain't fair. I'm not the devil
While I let my zeppelin fly
And put some lead into my pencil

Steven your a ***** ***
I'm a elaborate
With damaging accuracy
You love me thats why
Your mad at me..
You never noticed me prior
That was so saddening.
Happily be wed. We could practically
Be ******* king and queen
Human beings. With no human greed.
Life is like a movie scene...
Beauty in the heart of you and me...

So I seemed misleading
Tottally faked my origins
Story of a normal kid...
Generation millennial
Orbiting planet horseshit
Bordering mortal sin
Pretending to be God...
The sworn allegiance
To my divorce
From social  normalness
They controlling ****
Who form lobbies
To enforce
Rules on
******* ****
And warnings on my
Torture flicks....
I'm more I guess
Self loathing on par 4
Tiger woods
Of ******* course it is...
Like torment is
My ordinary
Home away from
Pharmacist and ***** flicks.....
Morbid self involvement
Rigomortice... and im sworn to fix
My diabetes sweet tooth
And a performance inch
That morphed into
A sworn addiction
Into every  thing tharz torn and slit
Rips adorn my garments
Warn other kids
Just ignore the stitch
My heart is fragile
I'm a bully
I'm abnormal
with a shorted switch
Cereal killer horror flick
Bowl and milk
But this cereal is more for kids
Oh right its trix
It ******* warned it is....
I lost my gender
In a mother morphing storage bin...
And morphed my head of shredded lettuce into a warning blip...
Feeling
Pressure like a stormy system
Against an early warning system

Bout to pour this morning
Tie up your corsette...
Lingerie vocabulary
Of corsette thats your only victim...
Boring *******
Bout to tear it up and save my only care

Social norm...
Forming solar glare
With Ray ban shoulder stares
As cool as skully... my friend Michelle...
Or drug addicted polar bears....

I got evicted courage...
Delicious words but...
I get lifted like a gifted perfect person
Gets intercepted nerves that
Sound the simple birth...
So don't ****** persons
Of every gifted talent given....
I bless love with vision
Words of surface mission...
Until it turns my worth into a weapon
That can burn the cryptic
Plan of politicians in the ****** business....

Didn't imagine this would ever happen
Matrimony in capacity.
To catastrophe with savage needs..
Michael. Slim. Macro vanity..
When the look is good.
From Ariel to sanctum from insanity...
Gabriel. The Golden Great space.
Inducing steven to rhapsody...
I cant lose my man to addiction. Grief or mice mismanagement. When I love so many angels im practically. Been panicking... frantic with anxiety....
Life In paramount importance...
Next to Michael.  Hope he stays well.. we don't need damaging. Hoping Catlin has him for me... I adore him its something beyond fathoming.

The time has come... I'm feeling
That my words fall up towards the ceiling
And the star that gives me meaning reaches
And speaks light inside my being....
Meaning in a way
Is the way my mind can balance

Reverse the words that damaged
What was left alone to fight for
Hours with a man that had no answers...
So I'm looking for entrancement
Branches bones butter and banook.

Write your heart out.
The contents of your soul on paper.
Little etchings and scribbles
Like memories folded after into
Your pocket
The creases of the paper
Like the little lines underneath his smiling eyes..
You fought so hard jordan.
You and him were like rivals at times.
But dont forget how much he fought for you.
Thats right. For you.
Remember him always.
Richard gablehouse
Born today. This day some 62 years ago.

Recession of evil
The people develope the feels on the earth now
For my dimensional
Circumvention of real...
Like the earth round...
And im a circle it...
I'm certainly down



But further in the reaches of a terminal bond...
We die together forever.. the vision of mercy streak blonde
Lives on... after the sheets are washed
And the feelings are gone...
I'm not really a blonde.
Bleach is a compound beneath
Titanium iron and adamantium claws...
*** im tight ain't um ironic like a mutant with no memory..
An inventory... of perpetual healing
The scars. But never revealing feelings at all..
Like does marvel get more complex. Or does wolverine. Got the pain
Of seeing it all... and not feeling at all...
No human being could be beaten this bad for so long.

Hi praise from a genius.
Interveniusly fed from the heavens.
Birth of concept directed as a gift
Of immaculate conception.
Weapons of an angel.
Death and life in direction of travelling passengers
On a raft in river of
Deliverance from ****** repression.
****** suspension.
Chemical intervention. Medication meant to be a super natural circumvention. Of a dramatic urge to ****** sessions with **** men and .
And I'm a menace. With a compass pointing north like magnetic attraction to a hardened compression
of gravity in the pants of attraction in a storm of upwards direction known as your skyward awakened sacred *******.
And I'm going south with plans of making my face take southward facing face plant
A face cant.
Take that.
Make me decorate my place with fake plants
A baby with a fate that.
A man that grows apussy cant ******* make that.
Following gods naked granted word
Promise that a baby
Is promised.
Like a slate that.
Cant clean
Itself. Like jesus needs to save that which
Is depraved inside my nature a
Way of naked anger
Attempting perfection
With a worthless self appraisal
My name that
Needs saving and re decorating
In a place of carpets draped
On windows
In the light. Where the saints dance
And the devil waits to take that
Which cant protect
Its life I took for granted
Need to stand in
Saving grace
The light that fades
From mystic music
Cascading
From her hair and face and
Her smile great like
God inside the depths of hell
Shining light in darkness
With compassion
For the fate of which
Was elaborately persuaded
To abandon sacred ashes
while jesus dusts the grey ants from my dusty plant which
Smells like eminem kanye and jay z
Diamond eyes. A mind of detention
Crime of perfection
With genius mention
For the sentence
***** is a craving. That leaves me weapon less and unprotected
An urge to get pregnant
While imspeaking of future intentions
I should avoid my hatred
Of self expression
I should forgive
My pseudo intellect
And goof like intentions
**** I **** I say all thisshit
But cant break my body
In the alottedtime
Not pragmatic
*** I'm tempered like a serrated blade.
And worthless with a great chance
To face agrave.
Of shallow grief speaking of a reach from Angel's breaking bread with words that make that
Mission
Like s vision
Of envisioning
A great plan
Prophetic
Eradicating
Drakes laugh
From my gay half
Laughing like I'm cisgendered
Not a gay man
Or a Jays fan
Break leg fam
You fake glam
**** fan
I'll shave my legs
And drape your legs with my ankles
Breaking bones
As I wind up on your face champ
So ******* break dance
Kick it like a karate
Break my body like
A babe lamb
Bones are inventions
Of a name
A single world that makes me think
I'm ******* great and
Than people speak of changes
Like a fate of
Slated fake plants
I honestly believe
I'm going to conceive
A baby from a great man
But the tragic truth remains
Imdeluded. Polluted conclusion
Undoing of pursuing my inner truth
Like serial killers pursue
A cell in Arkham county
But there too smart to take a g

Written in a shoe box
Are little keepsakes and tiny poems.
Clue not.
What keeps any sense
In dispense of medicine..
left mine at home
And fly the zone....

Like listen hard.
Its being seen as soft...
Your ears are whispers.
And your dreams are clothe
When the other side
Is black and buried.
The clothe is mud
And your hands are hurried...
In bitter haste.
Hush your angry tone
The little girl
Does not wash the rag alone
The rag is bloodied
And now you see he's scarred
What once was soft.
Now you see he's hard

The eyes cast judgement
Staring
Judging with fire and ice
Like snakes in the sawdust
They feel,
They move in my shadow
And I call to them in hopes I'm a decent man
In hopes that I am not the monster in the night
The watch is a lurking gasm
Not or not ore. Not nor the gasm the decisions
Laughter.
It's a profiling decision
Forensic eyes and hairstyles too them
See the trends and I'm unsorted
Sort of clueless and unfriended
But I'm paranoid my itch to know
Has known no endless. Pit of rotten
Self ambition
Mired in delusion, no proof n, short of scrooge like self inclusion
Trying to rhyme as if
Get this
Self indulgence was a solution
Masked
But garnered rights
And carnivore types
And fangs so pokey tensing
Sought the war of me against myself
The bitter end
No death scene
Its a mixed becoming a man
Puberty a foul cave to hide
Say no more I understand I'm weird

Heart by hand.
Hold me in the touch of night.
Slowly. Roll.
And know I'm hidden.
In the wilderness of your rigid might.


The curves you follow.
Fingers thin and hungry.
My body aches.
Your touch is rain.
And *** is something
But my time is my money.
You gotta tame
This fiery frame.
And make me change
My wicked ways... though honey
Deep inside
I'm feeling faint and funny
My moon is dim.
But your my saviour when
Your natures sunny...

A great awakening
To take me
On a path
That's truly blessed
You make me
Fake a smile
I confess
But its the best I got
When I'm depressed.
And in my head
I'm dead to night
My moon is dim
And birds can rest
Just take me in embrace
And I'll dive deeper
In your depths

Bout to admit it.. confessional chess game...
I got rookie intentions.. you pawn blame.. on my late knights...
And queen head games
Your the king of the head games
Get some things set str8
cant get my ambition...
To embody a vision
Like bishop. Finish the check mate
And you crawl in a finished
Progression.
Taxi cab camera.
Invested in truth.. that suits bone chilling ruthlessly savage
Of tactics switch like fabrics.
From my lingerie always wet and
Smelly like cat nip...
Its like a clock is ticking to a time warp.
With a puma habit for consuming the track ****...
But you said I'm little in stature..
Wait man you going to get that str8
Little man with a bad name...
Give your snare some practice
*** i hit rhythms like a little boy
You had to hit with a diss train
**** on your little boy *** your
B rabbit and im the lizard
With a ****. And a **** stain...
I forgive. I didn't know either.
Lets get both our **** straight...
*** you got kick snares
I got big dares.
Truth I started the kick plate...
*** i was hiding my existence..
Like back door politicians
In a tight race...
While cleaning up the mind games..
And acknowledging. The
Dying days of supremacy
Of the white race.
We got a life change.
With optic vision. A decision
Color blind shades...
Like its only economics that raise the ******* crime rate....
Struggle comes from slavery...
But I still hide my mind frame...
From his try me suicide
Ride with with whole grain
As I ride the ****** night train..
Do or die babe....

Never knowing I say *******...
First than you.
Buy it with interest. At A prime rate..
And I find out my plot.
Was inner silence.
Screaming for your mind face...
In an obsession
With your shine like diamonds
In a light scape..
Mi waste is supply vibes.
That guys crave
But good luck getting between
My legs...
My past is slutty. But I promised buddy...
I would try it no matter how my inhibitions not my way
I guess I'm ambivalent to fate...
*** you feel miles and
Doubting heads pace
*** i don't think youll decide. Me do or die babe...
**** myself in heaven... impala doors
Ooh suicide rate..
Open up the new place... i furnished
With my true taste...
nothing on my mind...
But point of view.. my children... God and you babe...
So say no matter what we'll love each other even from the sidelines...
If god changes my true shape...
And life bends thought...
Mood and attitude... to separate
Our sides... oh well.. im ok with cruel fate...... just to let you know im true safe... and won't do something stupid
*** i ruined my due date...
**** it. Lets. Lose it... shoestring..
Like turning a new page...
I'll body you someday.
If you dont want me back...
**** my ****..
Removing ms. From my weapon of doomsday...
*** you know im a dude hey....
With luce wires.. wreckless past
And maybe two screws straight...
If i can't have you ill go rambo
And massacre. Your roommate
And  plan a due date
With wrapping you in a blue bag

Its delirious fanatics
That claim Jordan's raw dog.
Get body bags and sawn offs
Its puzzle pieces.
We are all gone
Struggle thesis
From the hunter season
Team watch dog
I slum the demon. Hungry for the all female.
Trouble breathing.. what talk dog
Yeah thats steven.
Clear the freezing dreams
From your evening clock watch...
Breathing like eternity.
His dont stop thats mine to stop dog...
Seeing everything.
But cemetery memories are blocked off.
And he's my ******* man so don't try to **** block...
Or get knocked off...

life is just a stepping stone, unto worlds we cant detect
the pain, the joy, the love we leave
and the monsters breathing down our neck

in hopes and song, our life lives on
leaves falling in september
the things endured,
whilst here on earth
are blessings into forever

eternity ,,,,a ripple like
a stream that wont stay calm
your voice and joy
a major loss
between the ripples
in the pond

when life is hard
its destiny
that carries us to glory
but your voice is just the whistling tune
that echoes forth your story,,,
its not idling standing by
while your song turns weak and shrill
its fighting back
retaking that
which has been stolen, ****** and killed

Steven mother ******* friendzone...
I get the cold winter....
Eyes of coal and ******* toes froze
Beneath a no enter...
Soul eviscerated no goes...
I chose a pro hitter...
Remote control I know the soul enters
Between those cold fingers
Remote control I take the oath.
Of gods holding his soul
In sole possession of her known
Center....
Jo gBlehouse a cold froze winter

Angels and demons

11,October,2020 by Jordan gablehouse

Losing smoke loads of a soul blown

Emoticons that plague man...

Exploding in emotions from

A closing door... some open sores...

With shadows of a cold war....

The lore of angels...

Satan... more like spirit torn report cards

Into ascension in gods blessing

Or descending into dead lords.

Punishment for guess match...

Judgment of our men's war....

From the voice of born

Invention of the universe...

Alphas old sore belly *** his angels

Were so morphed into a form of dissention 

That the lords there invented warfare...

So time had seen the born hate....

Warned fate would store there ripped core in wavelengths unknown...

By alphas morbid warned date....

As time became the sworn fate

And lore states.. that mother bore hate to deliver torn fated gordanes. To a warm place as forgiveness to alphas pore grace...

He so loathed his children swarming war tanks...

So he was told to make the treaty...

Only two be seeded.. in the told date... that unity would be formed in angels from a boy that bore a cold race of men that crucified his whole weight...

So the free will of men could break the shored face of future born race... of angels demons... and eclipse of torment for a sure grace

Celebrated fam. With an elaborate plan.
I made my bed *** im 11 years deep in the sand.
Im telling devils not to see me.
For regular visits.
Instead my shrink said i should take these pills to clear up my symptoms.
Menacing condition.
Im a master of hiding.
Playing good guy for the public
But disguising yhe devil inside me.
Its a trial. I can make it.
Just gotta have some good faith.
I make the sands of time look like a dream we might have escaped.
****

Seems as if all I ever wanted.
Was a step in the right direction
When I got it. All else followed.
Near perfection. the heavens...
Yet standing corrected.
I fall short of the lesson
Lie when I talk
About a sitting obsession.
Prone to over analyzing. My time and attention. ..
Lack of ****** drive.
And indulgence in self.
Is a perfect storm for myself.
Nothing for somebody else.
I try to act ****.
Fiscaud ....and eventual masks.
It's a void
Trying to fill the noise
With ****** acts.
Decibels in my medicine cabinet.
Sounds and levels are wack
While my reflection
Like a fortune teller
Never looks back.
Its me trying normality
Through *** drugs and incredible raps.
All the rest of normal decency
I lack. That society has.
Yeah I want in his pants
He's the god father of rap.
But you confuse me so madly
I'm not sure I even want that.
He'd be a good father
Wheres he spiritualy at.
Couldn't tell. But he still wears
Sweats every day.
No matter how much material
Wealth that he has.
I always listen
To the watchmen.
It's a miracle chance.
That I even get a *** change
Before these next 7 years pass.

Top of this ****.
Legitimitely faded
Heirarchy of angels
No stranger to
Mortal danger
Its a sword thats
Swung in anger
Its a word that turns
Its fangs up
Its a scaly beast
A major reason
Youve been fading in derangement
Feeding ivory eyes
With moonlight vibes
Untill you
Face your maker

Do you bring your life into chaos
Simply for the understanding of a person..
Or do masks fade intentions change
Dynamics flip and chaos reign...

Love can be a simple promise
Its critical. To ****
The foundation... built of skill
Talk your interests
Its a simple process....
Care your original intention
Dont give extra promise...
*** it fades or interests change
Straight pass dog... you get **** list toxic....
Dont gaslight... if its purely
***... assure the body contract...
From merge of contact
Dont hit it and ****** the process...
Call her out ***... she's crazy
And restart the topic
Than be
Sleezing on the market prospects..
Or lying when in wanting of her best friend chocolate on it...
*** if you slip and hit mission accomplish...
She might body you next to Kim Kardashians father...
Speaking of transition
addictions to is tough
To carpet... the bare floor doesn't burn.
So is luxury worse than
What you started bargain....
Bare floor make look
Pour but if you love her does bare bones have a loss in currency....
Is he worth it momma...
Once you get past all the fake ****
Masks begin to scar up..
Take me off 3 months in...
See a different charm...
Or lack there of..
That may pervade your cottage..
Condo or your charmed apartment...
So if after 3 months of
All the red light tick tape
If his shapes ok...
***** great... she's still flame..
You set commitment rate...
You label out how far you'll go
Is a future in the scope of want...
**** ok... than dont get straight into wedding dates.. infatuation is inflation
You know capitalism isn't a winning pace... slow down... hold her close
Tell her slowly where your coming from...
And ladies if your unsure of commitment dont blush and make the brother run....
Once you move in communicated unison...
Let loose and plan events
For the two of you to do at once...
For gods sake dont let him wonder
If you love him... not ******* even once...
And men don't ******* cheat her love...
*** women as beautiful as they evil love....

in his ambitions he sought to conceal something
something beautiful?
something disgusting?
for what need of demons grief and angels pity
he did not know,
he promised his self as eyes turned skyward that
all was going to be under his own device
and so too by his own terms he planned to reveal it.
as light cast a shadow on the ground
he became in doubt of himself
and too surrendering his idea became
impossible.
his ego became more in debt to a lie
that had once made gravity before the
sudden swell of sunlight captured its impossible
inaccuracy
his lie was a fight in time, a burden of impossible
hardship,
so morals were faded and time was discarded
and he drifted, now though, not knowing gravity or sunlight
nor rain, nor flowers, nor the whisper of the wayward wind
and so he left hope at his feet
left his hopes at the hill,
the hill that had seen the days of rain, and shine,
the hill that had the same soil he once embodied
what happened after that
im not sure anyone knows
not even our ill fated hero