ASAA

H.M.I.W.H.


7.01	Buster?

7.02	focus - find a position - balance fell over - agitated - frustrated - Skipping cd - jumping caused by imperfections on the traveling plane - acid rain eating the flesh - spread across the city - unlock the realms - find the keys - enough with the windows - find the doors - eat the paper - kill the delicate flower of what we call sanity - weed killer - by jove this mode across this road - bare feet - feel the heat on the street - make believe all that you wish was real - find a virgin door - this swiss cheeze room of mine - a daemon finds its way through - back to who he never knew - sucking my juices of reasonability so that theres nothing to ponder upon any longer - cant find anything confusing anymore - am i developing a conformative behaviour? where are my ears? where are my eyes? its the chords i've lost. I rip this unknown skin with black oil I'm not fond of. I sit in quarters with tight ropes of unknown standings. Where is the invisible touch I used to know so well? This vapid shell as simple as an egg with no reason to crack. No reason to live, to die, to hate, to cry. as simple as the white of the future; the light. Heaven is fucking boring. i'm coasting now. i can see the down hill ahead. WITHOUT A CAUSE

7.03	analyzing all the imperfections of being alive more so being human in a world that lets the weakest of our kind survive. this disgusts me.

7.04	hey are you a hippy?

7.05	she's a one way bitch stupid twisted fucking cycle don't want to break, break it down stupid fucking image never stays the same but you never change rocks break under hammers and so will you slip the pattern through the scope never finding any hope crack the skin thats on my face you think they think you're a disgrace for all the wrong reasons you make i see this is not give and take rotten eggs and diapers serve you no good youre always doing what you THINK you should I fear i'm the voodoo doll beneath your words i will crawl and say nothing for all i am is WRONG and i cant even write good enough... why do i deserve what they gave you?!!!

7.06	psychotic incompetence I'm scared of something is it in the air is it what i breathe is it what i see or not want to believe repeated through my head counting every thread that connects all that i know or admit and show silence can be empty emptiness can grow afraid of the silence and all that it knows coming to conclude gathering the thoughts killing butterflies tying all the knots

7.07	butterflies It is this wall I am chained to called sanity Mother earth or cousin air Father sky or sister fire My thoughts weigh heavily on you sister Pondering on whether it is possible without complications the way out is easy now but will end in great tragedy youre going the wrong way, turn back before its too late

7.08	what is this aesop's fables not on the table the eggs are curdled and buggy this doesnt sense the make to jumpy misconclusions play in naive childrens heads who stand on the top of their hill My Hill has No top music helps me stiff the sludgey slop that infests the crevices in the sponge of my Brain.

7.09	White butterfly empty pages empty spaces love is lost among the trees silence lingers dirty fingers no one knows the few of these absence transcendence only a few furnished in this cell wanting, but not admitting mouth sewn shut turned away from this shell golden threads are tied once again to the one she must rather be with

7.10	letter to book Dear Book FUCK YOU Fuck you for all the times you were Never talking to me when I needed you. Fuck you for leaving with everyone else Fuck You. P.S. Eat Shit and DIE your Hater Michelle Mania

7.11	open my eyes its Not too late to fly through the multicolored skys of the dreams in my head what was that you said I know youre not dead I can still feel you you rustle the dust about you can talk I’ve heard you right now you need to shout stop thinking about it all you know what to do after all wake up wake up wake up and dream

7.12	my quote on affairs ------------------- too hot to preserve purity too cold to keep it going too distant to be friendly too stupid to be knowing my quote on dogmatic opiates ---------------------------- too right to be seen too far to be worthy wont be honest to be mean can be boring causes scurvy garbage ------- greed and envy intertwined fruit is sour on the vine pigs are bitter to the taste now nothing will go to waste OTHELLO ------- a collective when combined integrates a powerful mind when one does falter the rest it will alter turning them all to the other kind O0OO Red --- short and sweet but fat in mind bloody girl of the hurting kind plastic flesh i once did bind but now its her I cannot find ... --- gripping at the cracking walls broken doors down every hall Im on the ground I cannot fall and i stay here and i dont call >< -- all of this just drives me nuts! she will not talk she has no guts red doesnt care she's everywhere nothings in that picture there every coin has an edge its not like falling off ledge you dont need no stupid drugs! you all just need some great big hugs! there. does it all make sense to everybody now?

7.13	laying sideways upside down watch the hard stuff hit the ground bashing crashing bits and pieces ... and the confusion increases deface the disfigured Fuck rip away all their Luck leave it as muckety muck then turn around and quack like a duck

7.14	No potential to organize the reality scribbled along these diskusting pages the absence of FILTH grow MuthaFucker!!!!!!!!!!!! Panic attack drool why dont you talk to this?!! Fuck You I didnt do anything to make you hate me Im here open FUCK YOU Break you CRACK Shelle Passive Passion help Passive Passion Passive me Passion control stop it your wasting meeee! Burn in Hell Piece of Shit! migraine explosive tunneling spinning BLOW UP!

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