There it is

here it is, no real story, i just remebered or realised or whatever
i know now why i buried my emotions so deep inside
your world is so boring
i hate your world
i hate living in it, being part of it
what do you even want you stupid universe

Or was it time?

Tell me a tale, if you dare
a story of yours if you wish to share
i miss my soul, and the humanity that dwells within it
so remind me of a time and place that emits the radiance of a human life

my mind is gone and time within it
but you all seem to know it so well
do you measure time, or does it measure you?
i do not understand, not anymore

shards of memory, flickering through my brain
of a point in life where time existed
but it is so far away
and the shards bring not enlightenment that i may grasp

has my loss of time made me stronger
or simply enhanced my delusions
i see not a world with a stable reality
and you do not live in one

but you seem to rely on a reality as you believe it to be
and you never seem to realise
that the times when your reality malforms
that you change your beleif of reality
to accept that which you see
and not that which is "real"

now i cannot write
for i have an audience
and that distracts me something chronic

Pestilence presto a magic contesto!

Sardines and sallad beans, in the shopping trolley
pour them in, a simmering din and up the spit will volley
olden oaks and garden folks alike
they all know the sound of a sardine

sardines, yes
a sardine does, and without much desire
swim through the ocean, and from time to time
pick a morsel from the water around it

and from time to time,
probably more often than not
a sardine is taken or eaten or taken then eaten
by a predator, fish four legged or one that on legs stands two

sardines and lonely beans together are eaten by all
but i myself not so fond of the fish
would eat a bean upon a whim,
straight from the vine, or one packaged after freezing
they are rather helpful when one catches themself wheezing ;)

but in time do we think
that like the ancient skink,
these animals and plants may one day be gone?

will they be remembered, or thought of only by the soil that once bore them
ask yourself this, do you see their existence worthwhile?
do they serve divine purpose?

but then again, do you?
you too will be forgotten
and like the sardine, or the mighty stalk bean
you will not be remembered, by you nor those surrounding

then you may say, but a sardine and i
in common not much we do have!
but i say, NAY
for ye and for yae, we all are the same and one same is alike

the universe itself will be gone and forgotten
in a stream of existence and all that is rotten
then again you may say,
if you see things this way
take out the easy way
for we time not have to hear a sour man crying

but i argue once more,
that even in "death"
your existence prevails, not in your conscious
but in your matter
and you matter does matter

for existence is futile and resistance is nigh
but for you i shall put down harsh words tonight
run away if you can
but the faster you run
only closer you come

closer you come
and closer you go
from the truth you run from
and the lies you run to

now you see with your eyes
why we beleive the lies
about life and ill meant meanings
that each fool believes in

for peace of mind is worth more to the masses
than to see through clear glasses
the truth that hides in your own heart

but the truth like your mind
is bent only by you
and you may have the power if you
hard enough try
to change the truth
with that little mind of yours

AN IMPORTANT NOTE

*drawing robot bird*

Robot Birds

I thought it would be really cool if I made a whole bunch of robot Birds and attached pieces of old bone and stuff to their parts
I think they would make really nice pals

The Emperor is not as forgiving as I am

I'm back

the grocery store floated away down a trickle but after 3 years I'm finally back with the soy and crayons for you Mr. Dao

WHAT!?

YOU DON'T LIKE THEM ANYMORE

WELL FUCK YOU THEN!

>:(

What ever happened to the soon rising crab?

I feel a great amount of sorrow, as i travel through my past entries, and realise that i never did finish the tale of Crab, the soon rising crab.
Tonight i will give you all a succulent oyster of information about crab.

To re-paint the picture, crab was the alpha crab, the biggest of them all!
And in his lonely world where no more crabs would seed the sand, for lack of soup consumption, ancient crab was determined to open the gates of happiness to humanity.

Crab ventured from his grand clam, slowly he swam through a sea of water.
Above him lay a blanket of dancing light upon the surface, his large crab eyes shed a tear and he swam slowly, around him beneath and beside, the younger crabs were sitting in oaken armchair, pipe in claw, pondering time and space as though they were above their race.

Crab sat, in the middle of the parlour,
"Attention please!" His crab beak did holler.
He went on to explain, a story of fear, bravery and death to the surrounding crabs, truly inspiring if i do say so, for i was there observing in the mist.
But to my surprise, and this be not often, i saw no reaction. A crab or two adjusted his eye-glass and contorted his nose.
Then did come forward, a rather husky old crab, not quite as large as our alpha, named crab.

Said he did these following words, "I be crab, an elder of this protrude, and i see you come here, a lone wolf, crab, you seem to take your pose and read your prose as if to resume us to the eating of soup that does seed the sand for the mass of man!"
An uproar was caused, elder crabs with british accents all yelled and gaffawed!

Crabs sad crab eyes looked down to the deep depths that, below him, brought no vision. "One million years," the words rasped out of his beak, "i have sat and watched the cycle for a million years, and now you fools plan to break the cycle for your own greed? You are no less foolish than the crabs before you, senile in your old age you have forgotten the world and your place in it!"

Not so powerful crab, but still old crab, looked at alpha crab and did say, "You wish for us to return to that unrewarding slavery? WHY NOT GIVE IT TO THE BIRDS!"

Alpha crab closed his crab eyes, he felt that he could not sit by and watch any more, and with one last look around the room he blasted off, out of the sea and to the soup bench in Archus' Wake.

Crab ate all of the soup, and after 2 weeks he was truly more full than any crab ever could be. And then to my amaze, his shell shifted slightly, and cracked open, a pair of wings emerged, and crab flew around the world seeding the sand for all humanity to share.

With this final act he did die, atop the highest mountain, his shell faded and only a grain of perfect sand was left to show.

He had broken the cycle and given the world its final breath before it died its inevitable death within the suns pained smile.

Heart

Wrenched back from the abyss
where you sat for so long
drenched in flame you embed yourself
within my mind, to destroy my control

in my minds eye you are a demon
best to be forgotten and unforgiven
but once more you return

control my mind and destroy my self
once again i am weak
for you make me feel