Pet Peeves . . .

Orgasmatron - Sepultura

I am the one

Orgasmatron

the oustreched grasping hand

my image is of agony

my servants rape the land

obsequious and arrogance

clandestine and pain

two thousend years of misery

of torture in my name

hypocrisy made paramount

paranoia the law

my name is called religion

sadistic

sacred

whore

I twist the truth

I rule the world

my crown is called deceit

I am the emperor of lies

you grovel at my feet

I rob you and I slaughter you

your downfall is my gain

and still you play the sycophant

and rebel in your pain

and all my promises are lies

all my love is hate

I am the politician

and I decide your fate

I march before a martiant world

an army for the fight

I speak of great heroic days

of victory and might

I hold a banner drenched in blood

I urge you to be brave

I lead you to your destiny

I lead you to your grave

your bones will build my palaces

your eyes will stud my crown

for I am mars the god of war

and I will cut you down

Gross

How sick do you have to be to spread this mail, as sick as I am for publishing it?

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... they've never seen my blog, yet it seems that they are on the same wavelenght. I couldn't be prouder!

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Ponder on this....

Someone once asked me “why do you always insist on taking the hard road?” and I replied “why do you assume I see two roads?”

Baited breath

Did things really change for the better? It seems that when I lost my composure completely he finally understood.

Moonlight and roses? Mostly.

Understanding? Yes.

I am scared. Maybe it is my fears that caused the problems and now that they are out in the open, we are addressing them. We're facing both our fears. Told them to come and sit on our laps, look them right in the eye and make them small and insignificant like they deserve to be.

I am still scared. Don't want to get hurt again. Time is my best friend these days.

Today's the anniversary of Abby's death and amazingly I am coping, kinda. It is not our time of the year for rain, but it seems that the universe is mourning with me. It's a bleak day out and it's raining.

G is helping me cope. Being very supportive and has been cheering me on to NOT take the day off. Wasn't all & all a bad idea. I actually feel semi-okay.

My life is weird and I don't understand it, but it's one hell of an interesting ride!