satan and christ are smoking a joint, sharing life experiences. satan describes the many fights he had been in. how he learnt that not only could he survive one-on-ones, but that he could still stand after he made a few goons eligible to be wheeled into the ER.
christ takes a long drag.
"the only fights i've been in were karate tournaments. with headgear and all. i figured i could beat a guy up proper. only legally."
when all else fails, rely on your merkabah. everything happens in perfect accordance to the Plan. so fear not and do not be discouraged. enjoy the ride. experience the experience. we are hand-in-hand in this journey. none of you are alone. thank you for dropping by. cup of tea?
October 31, 2006
October 28, 2006
pet
don't fret precious i'm here
step away from the window
and go back to sleep
lay your head down child
i won't let the boogeymen come
count their bodies like sheep
to the rhythm of the war drums
pay no mind to the rabble
pay no mind to the rabble
head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums
pay no mind what other voices say
they don't care about you
like i do
safe from pain
and truth
and choice
and other poison devils
see
they don't give a fuck about you
like I do.
just stay with me
safe and ignorant
go
back to sleep
go
back to sleep
lay your head down child
i won't let the boogeymen come
count their bodies like sheep
to the rhythm of the war drums
pay no mind to the rabble
pay no mind to the rabble
head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums
i'll be the one to protect you from
your enemies and all your demons
i'll be the one to protect you from
a will to survive and a voice of reason
i'll be the one to protect you from
your enemies and your choices son
they're one and the same
i must isolate you
isolate and save you from yourself
swayin' to the rhythm of the new world order and
counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
the boogeymen are coming
the boogeymen are coming
keep your head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums
stay with me
safe and ignorant
just stay with me
i'll hold you and protect you from the other ones
the evil ones
don't love you son
go back to sleep.
- "Pet" A Perfect Circle
step away from the window
and go back to sleep
lay your head down child
i won't let the boogeymen come
count their bodies like sheep
to the rhythm of the war drums
pay no mind to the rabble
pay no mind to the rabble
head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums
pay no mind what other voices say
they don't care about you
like i do
safe from pain
and truth
and choice
and other poison devils
see
they don't give a fuck about you
like I do.
just stay with me
safe and ignorant
go
back to sleep
go
back to sleep
lay your head down child
i won't let the boogeymen come
count their bodies like sheep
to the rhythm of the war drums
pay no mind to the rabble
pay no mind to the rabble
head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums
i'll be the one to protect you from
your enemies and all your demons
i'll be the one to protect you from
a will to survive and a voice of reason
i'll be the one to protect you from
your enemies and your choices son
they're one and the same
i must isolate you
isolate and save you from yourself
swayin' to the rhythm of the new world order and
counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
the boogeymen are coming
the boogeymen are coming
keep your head down, go to sleep
to the rhythm of the war drums
stay with me
safe and ignorant
just stay with me
i'll hold you and protect you from the other ones
the evil ones
don't love you son
go back to sleep.
- "Pet" A Perfect Circle
October 26, 2006
rapid and painless
i saw it coming.
i saw the rain.
i watched the torrents.
the wind drew patterns on the road.
elaborate.
random.
rapid.
levels rising against sidewalks.
with full awareness, i decided to walk.
despite the hole on my right sole.
it took seconds.
the streets became alive.
under gloomy skies.
footsteps.
laughter.
umbrellas.
raincoats.
jokes.
smokes.
gloves.
darker skies.
quick hands.
quicker feet.
eyes see in the dark.
silent.
swift.
painless.
the drop.
head lands first.
blood mingles with streetwater.
creating scarlet pools.
knife?
gone.
before the drop.
i saw the rain.
i watched the torrents.
the wind drew patterns on the road.
elaborate.
random.
rapid.
levels rising against sidewalks.
with full awareness, i decided to walk.
despite the hole on my right sole.
it took seconds.
the streets became alive.
under gloomy skies.
footsteps.
laughter.
umbrellas.
raincoats.
jokes.
smokes.
gloves.
darker skies.
quick hands.
quicker feet.
eyes see in the dark.
silent.
swift.
painless.
the drop.
head lands first.
blood mingles with streetwater.
creating scarlet pools.
knife?
gone.
before the drop.
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