Be +
        & then -
                        Will be < or = +
And the viewer, (of this) will thus see the negative, as a possible positive.

           The   Possibilities are obvious
But, easier-said-than-done, is this.
But still exists. As is. "Madness"
Of artists'.

Everyone who has told me they
would always be there for me
have left
I’m done opening up to people
done trusting
I just end up hurting myself in the long run
But for some reason
I’m still hoping and waiting and praying
for someone who will care
honestly and genuinely care for me
someone who will always be there for me
and to hold me tight
wipe away my tears
and someone to promise me that everything will be okay
cause right now I don’t believe it when saying it myself

*(s.m)

They sit there in their Gucci pristine suits
and here come's a ***** they don't want to ****
no no they want to see her scrubbing pans
just like their sweet wives back at home

Next they watch her folding linen
now in the bedroom, not the kitchen
wow linen is splitting
in their Gucci fittings

They nod their heads and clap their hands
in this strange rising sun land
now it gets naughty
as the **** sweeps the hallway

Those *** boys have tears now
in all three eyes
this is hotter then horseradish
this cleaning lady fetish


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I can’t talk to you about this cause if I did
I would tell you that my heart is aching
and hurting so bad I just wanna rip it out
out of my chest with my own bare hands
I would tell you that I’m so depressed
that I sometimes wonder why I keep
fighting this battle with myself and I wonder
if it’ll ever stop hurting the way it does now
If we talked about this I would fall apart
and I don’t have time to fall apart cause
I’m busy holding myself together with tape and glue

*(s.m)

Why isn't the sky crying?
When the most beautiful soul has reached up to meet it?
Shouldn't such an embrace bring tears?
Or sunshine?
Why now, is all black and quiet?
Traffic continues when my heart has stopped.
The sky holds the love of my heart
That I never could.
And I'm crying,
And the sky is quiet.
I just hope the sky knows how lucky it is.
And I hope my love, my darling, can see me from somewhere
And know how much I love him still.

Einstein's Relativity tells us that time slows at fast speeds,
So much so that it stops when travelling at the speed of light.
As you look up at the stars tonight think of this:
The photons that travel across the universe to your retina,
Are created in the depths of a star and destroyed within your eye,
In the same instance.