I want you to do this for me.

first, push play.
DONT turn off the song you are hearing. let it hit you.

let it wash through your body, let the familiar sound take you over, otherwise this wont work.

now, are you going to sit there and tell me this song makes you happy? nostalgic?

it does, of course it does.

, you have no idea how depressing this song can be.

I had to hear it several times a day at work during christmas hours.

christmas is not such an oh-so happy time for me. yeah i like it for the most part,
but when youre on register two nights before christmas and the depression thats been building up all month lets
itself out and forces you to run to the back, this song doesnt help at all.

this song is special though.
because if you didnt hear it as a child or grow up watching this special, i guarantee this song
wont have the same effect on you as for people who did.


so next christmas, when you're sitting by yourself, alone somewhere and pondering why people
are so happy about having to spend money on greedy people and their children, next christmas
when we'll probably still be at war, next christmas when all the bad things that happened in 07'
have had the chance to build up and bring themselves to a boil, next christmas when you're crying your
eyes out because we all have to hide it, and cry in backrooms at work and in the privacy
of our rooms at home, go ahead and give this song a listen.

lets see how happy it makes you feel when youve gone and reminded yourself that your childhood is gone,
and youve got more shit to look forward too.

when the glow of christmas lights no longer reflect and shine the way they used to in your eyes,
in that childlike way and wonder, thats when you'll
understand.

here are two poems i wrote over a year ago.

 

enjoy.

 

THREAT
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I feel that i can replicate
the innermost chaos to be,
and feelings heartfelt sickness
I still pretend that i can't feel
what everyone could see.

So strong am I
but still need to finish growing,
it blossoms in me while it's day
and at night it keeps me glowing.

What fellow and familiar dreamers
give private place to dwell in
up, down, and across,
and live in constant fear
of forgetting inside
most fire we still hide;
any dreamers greatest loss.

What rising pain would find itself present
if ever it ended
and sumon all unintended regret.
And if so defeated my strongest resistance,
then concreted I'd rather be
in coldest inexistence,
and be so rather than fall victim
to conventions threat;
it's power kill me eventually;
I'd weaken until I let the true me die
after all i love is what i lose and forget.

 

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Methane City
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Pavement melting to the gutter
overground with the streets concrete allies,
climb up each stair,
made on a prayer,
but find only shit and flies.

Any spark made will grow
and burn hot and deep
as would the most hellish winters frost;
deep apathy prevents scream or sound
as we perish in our own holocaust.

Look all around, there and back,
each person seems to have become a track,
each is a new infected scar.
Path-like nerves
move through the herds;
the cities favourite mar.

Towards our only Heaven
steam pipes follow mans plot
to emit poisonous smog and kill our only sky,
the blackness consumes with ravenous speed
with constant hunger that feeds and never sunders,
gluttony ensures it stays thick, infectious, and hot.

Each cloud a dying lung
higher than each builidng that scrapes,
above abandoned locked gates
above the boxes and crates;
this lovely dying image we've hung

you, yeah you from west Virgina.

Christianity, Catholicism, Judaism...I have no problem with any of them...HOWEVER, it is when you pull a creature that should be respected into it, and dance around with it that i say something about it.

I'm sure a bunch of us have heard about the people who dance with snakes, because they read some scripture in the bible that enduring such an experience proves your holiness, and your protection from God.

I'm not atheist, not christian, not agnostic...nothing, but that doesnt mean I dont believe in God. Having no religion doesnt mean I have I have no Faith.

But I stress the notion upon you, to think about the results of asinine "practices of faith". One man in an interview reported that he's lost both a wife and a best friend to dancing with snakes (i guess they must have been sinners) yet he still carries on with it.

Think about this, what do you think is gonna happen when you dance around with Copperheads, Rattlesnakes, and cottonmouths?
The Serpents strongest system of detection is heat. How hard would it have to be to sense the heat all around coming off of some idiot moving around in some religious frenzy, and in the grip of exposed, unprotected flesh no less? who has the real advantage here?

I dont blame any of the snakes involved in poisoning any of the people, dont get me wrong that sux to face youre loved ones dying, but it doesnt take much sense to figure out that youre agitating a very dangerous, and very venemous animal.

so, Respect the serpent. Dont dance with Snakes, where does it say that God needs you to put your life in Danger to worship him?