button down your bedroom eyes, open up and unlatch your mind
soon you might realize, real eyes are all but truely hard to find
finish your days and muck about lost in blue clouds of a wrongful doubt
reflect and understand what you thought life was honestly all about

accumulate yourself and squander affliction, it's all an unplanned stand before the climax
excuse you for your own deducing of addiction and it's appropriate color, pale flat black.
or lack there of, color is what you make it, black, white, pink and there all in between
across the glacier side of blues is where everyone can come to find a bland and selfless me

I agree with the coors light statement

I had diarrhea in Boy Scouts once. I ended up crapping in my pants cause I didn't know if it was okay to crap in the water. It was like 4 in the morning and still dark outside and everyone was sleeping in their tents still. I walked half way home with crap running down my legs until the eagle scout found me and took me home, lol. I was maybe 7 or 8.

Also had a similar incident with my first diarrhea ever, I was riding my bike wearing white shorts and road home with crap running down my leg then, EXTEREMELY embarrassing. I left my dirty shorts by the washer and my dad is like " son, u gotta tell me about these things, so they don't end up staining!" ...
Im like OMG>..


loll long time ago but good memories none the less.

Wish me luck, I'll probably need it.
I've got to root this thing and feed it.
I'm lost in the muck and if I take two more steps
I'll be two steps forward and closer to death

I tell my self it sucks but I pick myself up
standin tall again every day from dawn to dusk
I tell my self it sucks but you must
walk it straight cause crooked is bust.

All I do is smoke a little herb
get online and write a little blurb
I spend my moments looking for lust
instead met by a system unjust

They want to put me away in a cage
I want to go on and turn the next page
They want to keep me from my next phase
I say **** you too I don't really wanna play

i'm leaving this game cloaked against bad others
no one knows my pain but me and my brothers
not any more, I know you know its not about clothes
its about family, I know you know and learning your woes

black as a crow and white as the snow
a penguin I am, steady when cold wind blows
a beacon ignited but still no one knows
i'm born naturally strong against the river flow

The man upstairs knows how hard I've tried
how hard I've pried upon lieng eyes
and still established order won't attend
so it's established order's rules I'll bend

I can't amount the craft of continuance
still I ponder over a pack of parliaments
you can send pain and toss in some rain, friend
but remember, like rain, I'll be around and back again

I caught me in my head phones just listening
her favorite song is on and I'll play it again in a few
gorgeous daydreams of her just glistening
tell me baby girl, are you real and do you feel like I do?

your words are like home cooked stew
it's always warm and all the way through
add a sweet smile and I feel brand new
you are what makes my skies turn blue

you bring to me light when it's dark
near or far apart, you're in my heart
please, give me time to make my mark
I want you with me, its a fresh start

I only know right from wrong and when I'm right I'm wrong
but we can be wrong together and work it out over a bong
see? I knew you'd get high and abide
I'm letting me out and its you I want on this wild ride

I'll set you free if you'll come fly
I'll keep you warm when it's cold outside
I'll keep you dry in the rain tucked under my coat
When you're drowning, I'll rescue and keep you afloat

I'll keep you happy when things are blue
I hope you know that I love your stew
You're beautiful like morning dew
Tell me babygirl, do you feel like I do?

It's crucial and always blows in the right direction, it's neutral.
It doesn't love, hate, or try to delegate.
It doesn't have anywhere to go, it's free, like me.
Who am I to go against the breeze?

who are you to stop a sneeze?
that's how it was intended, it's splendid
don't try to change the run of things
just try to get away from the things that drama brings

I'll carve my own scar into this earth
It's been my obligation since birth
no one understands it quite like me
but thats the way someone intended it to be

I'll always be with the grain and away from pain
I'll always be dry in the rain and inches from fame
It's always enough just to be who you are
It's always tough when you know who you are.

I'll watch over you with my eyes
So cross your T's and dot your I's
look both ways when you cross the road
and I'll teach you to live and let go

thanks ;] Just on the road again on a business trip, thought I'd subsidize some of my boredom with poetry. :|

Life is a long marathon, not a sprint
i'm lost never knowing which way I went
this world has become war in a tent
it's so prevalent just killing events

this is me the lowest on the chain
listen to me all you do is use your brain
stay away from pain and the gone insane
leave your own stain upon these plains

Stay with the grain every once in a while
but remember to use your own kind of style
get to the end if you have to walk 12 more miles
you'll be satisfied and gratified upon gold piles

Make something dirty new
Make something old come through
Make your life mean something to someone else
Make it a grand time and always ask for help

Another's wisdom is a field of green grasses
it grows with you and it's seen the weather's clashes
Autograph your work with quality and be true to your self
your soul is your soul and it's mine that you just felt

My soul shines through my writing
it never needs particular lighting
My social soul is bland but when I write
no one ever knows why this life I strife

say jam sucka say jam sucka, lalalla :O

RATM- Renegades of Funk

like an F rating is getting sick in the first 5 minutes.., u saw it twice, that's at least an A-, right? :|

... but u saw it twice. :)

re-run, boooooo... last one was a car salesman..

The China Man is not the issue here, dude!

It's the COEN Bros. fool, and you saw it twice so it must be good. See, I'm the dude and you peed on my rug man. ::he peed on ur rug dude::: ... Peed on my f*ckin rug man!

Whoever thought shrimpbutter & jelly was a good idea? Believe that. :|

I smell an indistinguishable bacon flavor. Anyone know where that's coming from?

That's what I do to a-holes ;]

get a room!

:| Where am I?