I was standing in line at my credit union....there was this loud ass noise at the same time someone open the door to the building making my ears pop...the next thing I know I am hugging the floor waiting for the next explosion....I thinks I have a problem

"Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road."
– Walt Whitman

“People who imagine the harmony of nature are often willingly blind to the savagery between wolf and rabbit.” – Rory Miller

i prefer the natural beauty of a woman, not one who needs to fill her lips with goo or needs to have 10# of make up on to feel pretty....be natural you are all beautiful in your own way

Forward yesterday -- Makes me wanna stay.What they said was real -- Makes me wanna steal.Livin' under house -- Guess I'm livin', I'm a mouse.All's I gots is time -- Got no meaning, just a rhyme.

Take time with a wounded hand -- Cause it likes to healTake time with a wounded hand -- Cause I like to stealTake time with a wounded hand -- Cause it likes to heal...I like to steal..I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be..Half the man I used to be..

Feelin' uninspired -- Think I'll start a fire.Everybody run -- Bobby's got a gun.Think you're kinda neat -- Then she tells me I'm a creep.Friends don't mean a thing -- Guess I'll leave it up to me.

]Take time with a wounded hand -- Cause I like to stealTake time with a wounded hand -- Cause it likes to heal. I like to steal.I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be..Half the man I used to be..

Take time with a wounded hand -- Cause it likes to healTake time with a wounded hand -- Cause I like to stealTake time with a wounded hand -- Cause it likes to heal. I like to steal.I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be(This I feel as the dawn, it fades to gray).Well, I'm half the man I used to be..Half the man I used to be..Half the man I used to be...

 

When we would roll out on missions this would always be played over the net....

Ain't found a way to kill me yet 
Eyes burn with stingin' sweat 
Seems every path leads me to nowhere 
Wife and kids, household pet 
Army green was no safe bet 
The bullets scream to me from somewhere 

Here they come to snuff the rooster, oh yeah
Yeah here come the rooster, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die 
No, no, no, you know we ain't gonna die

Yeah they come to snuff the rooster, oh yeah
yeah here come the rooster, yeah
you know he ain't gonna die

No, no, no, you know we ain't gonna die

Walkin' tall machine gun man 
They spit on me in my home land 
Gloria sent me pictures of my boy 
Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death 
My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath 
Oh god please won't you help me make it through

Yeah they come to snuff the rooster, oh yeah
Yeah here come the rooster, yeah
You know he ain't gonna die
No, no, no, you know we ain't gonna die

if you are not living on the edge you are taking up too much room1

WTF?

for a time I didn't watch history I made it

not my words but I can feel their meaning

I hurt myself today 
To see if I still feel 
I focus on the pain 
The only thing that's real 
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting 
Try to kill it all away 
But I remember everything 


What have I become 
My sweetest friend 
Everyone I know goes away 
In the end 
And you could have it all 
My empire of dirt 
I will let you down 
I will make you hurt 

I wear this crown of thorns 
Upon my liar's chair 
Full of broken thoughts 
I cannot repair 
Beneath the stains of time 
The feelings disappear 
You are someone else 
I am still right here 


What have I become 
My sweetest friend 
Everyone I know goes away 
In the end 
And you could have it all 
My empire of dirt 
I will let you down 
I will make you hurt 

If I could start again 
A million miles away 
I would keep myself 
I would find a way

• when I am there I long for peace to be home, I am here and so wish for war to be back where I am hated to be where death is always with me. I am not insane or suicidal I am however a misfit in the human society but very comfortable in hate

I always wanted to be someone's white knight