This king’s strength never dies From the ground up, his empire will once again rise Mentally complex to the intellectually inferior Loyal only to the egotistically superior His will be done with a swift drop of the gavel Friends unite to his cause while enemies begin to unravel Their foolish fantasies of conquest, but in the art of treachery, they only dabble Since he’s always two thousand steps ahead, trampling pawns into the gravel His mind sharper than steel, will like iron, physical fortitude enough to destroy mountains Foes begin to drop left and right simply from the aura emanating from this infallible champion His weakest attack, deadlier than a scorpion’s sting His gentlest touch, warmer than sunlight during spring To spread benevolence and knowledge is his ultimate goal Like blossoming flowers in the summer, his presence emanates a radiant glow His weapon be not swords, guns, spears, or bows His hands do not resort to fisticuffs or the exchange of blows Through his silver-tongued words, carefully woven and crafted so He unerringly captures hearts, minds, and souls The masses turn to him and utter “What a sight he is to behold!” Our king, so unbelievably brave and bold Akin to Midas, he transforms even tarnished rocks into bricks of solid gold! In time, those who still oppose him shall be routed “Our king fights in the name of happiness and peace!”, his people shouted Fearlessly, he rides off in response to their pleas To forgive transgressions and end petty rivalries In foreign lands across the seven seas Righting iniquities without forcing villains to their knees Instead, their corrupt ambitions and callous falsehoods shall cease Through absolution of their sins, merely by sharing his platitudes of unity and peace!
I was trying to make amends with my father and wish him a “Happy Father’s Day” as it were. Then, the unthinkable happened. I…..don’t remember his phone number. o_O . lol. Anyway, I still remember how strange, insane, and “unique” he is. Since I am his eldest son, I can’t help but remember that old saying “The apple does not fall far from the tree”, as I have inherited those particular traits. I am very much like him, except I chose a different path. We are alike, yet very different. He is a social butterfly, I am a lone wolf. He uses his gifts for selfish gain, I use mine to bring happiness to others. I am non-confrontational, he is the type to actively seek confrontation. His charm is superficial, while mine is concealed yet genuine to those who can get past my rocky and standoffish demeanor. He pretends to like you, yet doesn’t. I pretend I don’t like anyone, but secretly do. He is a master of binary thinking, thus he does not see the future consequences of his actions. He seeks to justify even his most egregious actions through faulty, selfish, tainted and biased logic. To this day, I still remember how one of the lessons he tried to teach me was that “Pussy was like water; it’s free and easy to get”. I never took that to heart. I’ve never thought that way about women. I’ve always tried to be something of a gentleman, even though I’ve seen with my own two eyes that values such as chivalry are outdated and silly in a world such as the one we live in. If that is the case; consider me a stubborn relic. I care not. It is who I am. I make no apologies for it. I’m sure he feels the same way about himself. Tsk, he and I are alike on that as well, I must admit. I guess I should thank you for playing your role in my birth. You had 23 years to get to know me, and you didn’t try very hard. I don’t begrudge you anymore, like I did when I was younger. This was all a part of fate’s design, for you see, your influence never rubbed off on me. I am the good part of you which you discarded so carelessly long ago. Although I am not perfect or consider myself better than you in any way, I will hold on to this light, for both our sakes. Happy Father’s Day, you old coot.
God is Real(ly a fairy tale) that merely exists to brainwash and divide humans, much like politics. Most religious leaders and rulers of the past and present day would agree that pretending you’re a god-fearing, incorruptible leader and blaming those who are different as the bane of a perfect society is a good way to turn millions of weak-minded fools into violent psychopaths ready to pick up a sword, spear, hand grenade, or machine gun out of hatred fueled by nothing but religious fervor, to spill gallons of innocent blood, but I digress. The truth is, we are all born atheists. The religion you’re taught is entirely arbitrary as it’s all dependent on the geographical location in which you were born. If you were born in Afghanistan, you would most likely be read the Qu’ran as a child and taught Allah is the only true god, whereas if you were born in America, you would be read the Bible and taught Yahweh is the true god instead. It is for this reason that I would go so far as to say that most people don’t believe in god, but they would rather admit they believe in god or follow a religion because a) our society is not ready to acknowledge and work to end the social stigma surrounding atheism, which is pretty pathetic since gays and other minority groups are becoming much more socially accepted, or b) it’s been brainwashed into their minds since childhood and were taught never to question it, so they just go with the flow. Fear also plays a role in it all. You see, most people don’t think critically or logically when it comes to their religious beliefs due to fear of being ostracized by their loved ones or the nightmarish repercussions of burning in a pit of flame for all eternity after death (lol, what a joke). Since all religion is simple dogma to follow for most people, it appeals to their most primal desires of having an omnipotent being protecting them and their loves ones, when in reality, there is no such thing. For this reason, the majority of people are unwilling to reevaluate the role religion plays in their life, because it will cause their black and white worldview to come crashing down because they haven’t lack the personal inner strength, confidence, and self discipline to deal with their problems without god. I propose a simple plan to eradicate these outdated documents and prevent them from corrupting the minds of future generations. We should not teach religion to a child until it’s smart enough to figure out what a big fucking lie it all is.
Someone who was trying to get in between my intimate relationship with Daisy, who is my soulmate and true love, has blocked me because I wouldn’t requite her love. I always know how to say the right things to women and that is a big problem, because there are so many lonely, unloved females who desperately seek attention by any means necessary, (don’t come at me with that sexism bullshit, men can be the same way, too). I’ve never even been a “player” looking for one night stands or “friends with benefits”, because I would never want to hurt that persons’ feelings, and I would probably feel nothing but emptiness after such an encounter. In past relationships, I enjoyed being in love, although I’ve fallen out of it many times as well. This may be an unpopular thought, but I dislike ever being single. Love is what makes the world go round and inspires people to do amazing, beautiful things. Of course, it can also make your girlfriend slit your throat out of jealousy (little dark humor for you there, lol) but I have never underestimated how powerful this force of nature is. Most importantly, I don’t even like all the female attention I get everyday simply from flashing a half smile and a “hello” to one. I’m just overtly friendly and love to be humorous, personality traits that seem to be gone the way of the dinosaur in our modern day society. I don’t mind that she had a crush on me, it’s quite flattering in a way. It’s the fact that she tried to intentionally violate what I believe to be the most precious bond forged from the universe itself, woven from stardust particles of pure love.
It was a sunny Colorado day in another place- and- time. It was my fourth birthday and my head was hurting for no reason again. I was only four years old and for my birthday my dad got me four mini beers. That day my mother and father sat around the table looking down on me like another problem….
Last night, I dreamt that I was flying into the earth at the speed of light. I was no longer human, as I had become a being made of pure stardust. A being which had no use for senses. I had been bestowed with the knowledge of the universe. As I found my way into the mantle, it began closing in on me. My new form was devoid of fear, panic, or any human emotion whatsoever. I continued relentlessly towards the innermost layer of the earth, the core. There, I saw a figure, his body shaped like a humanoid star, with flames emanating from his body. Unfortunately, I awoke before I got a chance to question him……
I almost lost my eye in my sleep. I have a huge scar and bruise down my right eye. It is probably an omen that I should become some anti-hero. My motivation would be the fact that my beautiful, drop-dead, dashing, princely looks have been tarnished temporarily.
I never knew my mother, thus I’ve always been curious to know more about her. Despite my efforts to disprove the rumors that she had schizophrenia and completely lost her mind, I failed. When I finally met her on facebook, I tried to speak to her. In a way I was really excited that after 24 years of searching, I had finally found her. So I eagerly awaited her response. I waited in vain. The rumors were true. She had lost her mind and doesn’t even remember her son. Since I was 19, I have suffered from schizophrenia and, at an even earlier age, OCD. My greatest fear is that one day I will end up the same as my mother. My symptoms have escalated recently. I’ve been feeling jittery, my racing thoughts are overpowering me, and my anxiety and paranoia have gotten worse. Nightmares are becoming much more frequent and persistent. I’m experiencing hallucinations again, though I merely dismiss them as lingering shadows formed from the dark recesses of my illness.