The Secret Story of Branded Identity

Tell me once again the story
please reiterate who I am
refrain from restraint
give due to what is glory

crawl upon these rocks
join the chorus
of these dead unconscious machines
perpetuating imperfection
and filth
see smoothness out in time
robot

start near silence
then crescendo
and melt existence
clean to ash
screaming during a feverish
broken water running
carving out the side of mountain
tell me the story once

idealy does a man
only see his father once?

All these final days
of this offspring's life
tell me the story
reiterate and rebuild
around the untouchable center
once more tell me
who I am.

Mythical Agenda

Myth mathematically sound
misdirections
worm hole bound
all which lies
to choose to think
to be false dawns
death hugging me

all seen
intelligence quotient
black and white history
darkness treatise
all for a buck
carcass rotting pure
stinking to high heaven
cliche

A bone to pick
in feathered headress
falsity and agenda list
all what is wrong I believe
burnt to hell
cast down
stolen the grace
for birthright and breath
choice

Science cold long and hard
cock fight thick and hot
breath urinate smear feces on face
this is my land

All wrong
myths for forgotten life
one by one
individual
proven to be what it wills
who will go
who will see
none of you before me

Cursed politics
calendars by blood and sweat
toil proven wrong
proven

this belief has stood
and nothing does break
for all is wrong in its sight
in its singleness
it is right

vindication when proof of impossible
hate believes nothing
and love
for each one lives life
to do whats been done
trimmings and glitter
all wrong
meal feast
belief fast held
only one horse
spirals around that which kills time and space
born in carcass
raised indefinite
One Life.

Here The First is the Latest

and last is The First

The Most Stubborn

You are the most stubborn of the lot.
Flawless you are a witness to flawlessness.
Here is where the gates stand.
Have no regret because this is what you've seen.
If you seek a vision through all time
you will be brought to me and there will be a translator.
Because in all of time and all of space
it's all the same and
I am the most stubborn of the lot!

Badumbum Cave

Vibes from a tortured Earth
speak to a tormeted soul
on the water from Badumbum Cave.

As if a therapist
this voice exists
it is errorless
in its innocence
and in its truth
it knows it's limits.

Sounds of impetus
pushing for her promised land
and children out of hand
not giving a damn
just rewards.

Under rugs
bribes and payoffs
rainbows
old flowers.

I will respond to Badumbum Cave
and on that day
it will listen as attentively
and as lovingly as one dying saying:
"I have secretly admired you all these years
I wish I had made choices you have
now I die."
I will say:
"Good Buy!"