Divine Massacre

modern day prophets put their faith into profit...

demeaning scripture coz they spread it like gossip...

mock belief with fantasies and hobbits....

cover up the facts while get'n proceeds from revealing female bodies...

gambling with life seems to be their hobby...

since no one wan fight it, they give in 'nd copy...

fighting through the game.........reality hockey...

trying to build a future, so I look into property...

so many lived before us, but we still ain't doing it properly...

bringing war from the place that you worship...

all men are born equal after some die to deserve it...

those who survive must be alive and determined...

or be scrutinized and divide the size of the side that's observant...

they preach of life from a virgin...

but their scripture is revised to individual lives into revisable versions...

and the helpless are forced to take on sizeable burdens...

and profit is never evil in the eyes of the merchant...

but even a son of God couldn't survive the religious ride when its working...

faith is the only design worth rehearsing....

coz even the wicked hide behind eyes of the lies of converging...

and weakness to belong puts humans in line with the tribe that's emerging...

the message not the messenger...

the soul, not the listener...

all men are born equal but die to different portions...

the good die young, how can we get better when mourning...

time can never be held, therefore the future cannot be lost...

#random....(dont know why am doing the whole twitter tag...lol)

"Contradicting Similarities"

I make a killing and they wan live to be a part of it...

loosing faith in religion coz i dnt believe in politics...

you the man?? excuse me if i dont acknowledge it...

the only brain I respect is the one getting scholarships...

impossibility about as real as God giving apologies...

time is money, now they treat life as commodities...

and now faith is debated as government policy...

question abortion, media desensitize its oddities...

remotely control foreign colonies....

by dictating the situation of their economy...

*may not be the change, hope I spark the mind of those who follow me....

#random barz.... this probably the equivalent of me drunk texting...lol

(high off life....for the record.....sober living)

"The unimaginative man's dream"

The smile of a 1000 angels,

The tears of a 100 mermaids...

all the things we cannot see,

is every thing she gives to me...

the kiss from the wind,

the fire burning within...

all the things I cannot do,

are the things I choose to give to you...

an embrace from the sun,

the world as the face of one...

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**Well, I have decided to use this space to trace my creative growth in terms of my music, dance, art and well basically any of my interests as a kind of monitoring system for my and all interested parties amusement**

Love, peace and all that hippie good stuff to all.... chase yo dreams, believe in yourself etc :)

...wat a dragon does wen thirsty...

**random thoughts**

...Thoughts fade into the dominant rhythm of the heart beat. Emotions evolve into a primitive state and escape the body as cold streams of sweat living their life from the contours of the face right down to the place of their death; some taken by a gentle yet hasty swipe of the hand, while others simply serve out their purpose and evaporate taking with them heat nested upon the being that gave the very reason for their conception. Words in the head dance around as if thought had no song, no tune, no melody. Trying desperately to connect into any sort of logical pattern able to illustrate a concept even the creator himself only made available to the host in an intangible plain of existence. The floodgates of the heart spill over into all vessels of the being until a feeling so overwhelming renders any form of communication unworthy of expressing the current state of the individual. It is at this moment the eyes begin to frantically search for a link shared by the two hosts, a sign that the feelings are mutual, a sign that hope is not an act of desperation but of possibility currently in a state of inactivity...

...To ignore reality is to believe in everything, this is faith. The eyes touch the light and the mind falls in love with the interpretation thereof, while the soul is nested behind a canvas painted by the actions and utterance of the host. From birth we dine on the fruits of the heart, drink of its fountains until its banquet is without a song...

...Who can teach the mouth to listen can also teach the eyes to speak. There is sorrow in the voice of the eyes, wet and cold words tell of the lies and the lost hope. The stories told down the face, heard only by those who care to let the light speak of them....

...Who among you would ever again thirst for the streams of the earth once you have drowned in the fulfilling floods of the heavens??...

...he that was now lives with those that see today as the beginning of eternity...

choosing to remain undecided...

***random barz***

birds hold the secret to unknown forms of gravity...

dreams are just unfulfilled realities...

God has a plan, you should work on a strategy...

workout, burn every beat like calories...

food for thought, seems the whole globe has allergies...

'cause only 'humans' don't show 'humans' humanity...

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trying get high enough to see footprints on the moon...

I stay with April cause its cold right through the June...

thinking maybe the devil will choke from all the fumes...

(....of hells inferno,)

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she sugarcoat all, when they scream, she call it hells choir...

out-going personalties normally in-spire...

since celebrities became stars, dad told me to aim higher...

the world turned my heart cold enough to slay fires...

most don't get the real message like plain flyers...

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i knew the future came when i could download temptation and hope off of the same wire...

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we say we happy here, so we both can remain liars...

logic easy to follow like we tracking train tires...

looking for the Latin roots of 'empire'...

till we raise groups of humane sires...

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if the logic is too hard to conceive...

i ask you to have faith and believe...

or i take the option of sleep so you dream...

cause black men winning is not within this regime...

so if we partake in the schemes,

we suppress all the screams,

and relate to the screens,

that shape our very being...

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a man can perish, but the secret remain...

insides burn, like the colors hidden in flames,

or the man whose whole life was lived in a chain...

the man who died so his children seek for a change...

looking down from heaven and they don't even speak out his name...

letting colorful futures dry out in stains...

not considering how mama cried out in pain,

before smiling for joy after the rain...

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is there a point to being pointless??

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11seconds after eternity beginz....

we drown in the river of dreams...

thirst for the waters that bore life for us...

dug deeper than the seeds in search of it,

had an affair with the light only touched by the sky...

hoping the night would one day tire of being a guest to hosts with their eyes closed...

seeking refuge in another realm, painting the black canvas with the colour of thought...

for who imagines of nothing...?

whose fruit is grown in the land that begs for humectation?

hapiness lives within but cannot remember the last time it was home...

and the heart pretends to survive alone...

survive yet not live, for to live is not only to survive....

and greed is disguised as the thought of the thoughtless,

feeding off the hunger of the selfish...

taking from the pots of those without....

as the coals invite a little part of hell to heat the portions of sustenance,

the food for which the soul shall not partake...

that of the earth is of the flesh,

that of the flesh is born of death....

the likeness of the father is hidden to the eye,

with rested eyelids, a moment is taken to look inside....

the children of the earth are born from tears of the sky...

bury the seeds so they may know what it means to be alive...

...the problem with solutionz...

('nd i dnt mean concoctions or mixtures!!!)

it ain't hard to loose yourself in this day N age...

hate to think id wake next to the wrong girl carrying my D-N-A...

only look at the mirror when the lights fade away...

guess am ahead ov my time, coz i cnt recognize who i am today...

home is where the heart is so its no surprise i aint here to stay...

heart made of stone, its aite tho coz i heard am molded outta clay...

stranger to my soul, cant remember the last time i seen its face...

is the burning in my heart evidence of whats in its place??

in competition with myself, coz for life am stuck in this race...

trying to see better things but my eyes glued to her waist...

food for thought though, cheese is always to my taste...

life is a movie.... am jus' dying to audition...

don't know if life as a b#tch, is why i shy from religion...

coz some of my thoughts ain't inspired by the living...

tryin to fit in to the desire to be different,

to the point the mirror seems to lie through your vision...

least the heartbeat means life still inspired enough to listen...

only skeletons in my closet got a brand 4 definition...

wonder what i wud dream for if i was living out my dream...

feeling so juvenile like am reliving my teens...

all individuals, no clones alive in my team...

try'n get past tha phase wur.."i wan reside inside her jeans"...

past that get her w3t jus' ta blow off some steam...

past the "money on my mind" 2 finally realize what it mean...

on to getting the cake coz i ain't satisfied with just the cream...

sum random drop i did last week with accompanying text just drafted while uploading and listening to it... :)

...the penguin's hot cup of coffee...

...if u are going crazy its okay 'cause at the least you will NOT be in the frame of mind to worry about that which is happening to you (,ironically though this would probably only stand as true in a perfect world scenario where the state of going crazy is not a gradual painful process, rather a much more instantaneousness change of state! with all theoretical facts considered though one must ponder that if this; which is proposed as being a "perfect world" would exist with only favorable conditions from the governing deity, it would no doubt do so - seeing that no 'crazy' person was part of the population.....(oh please, am no deity...am just guessing..feel free to bow though.....lol)

***in this draft you are spared the rants of the "delusional" author pointing out his "oh so clever wit, and transcendent ideologies" behind his conjuring up of a title for the said draft. This is done so as it (...the title, duh!!!...) came about due to an article on global warming................(pause for dramatic effect!)........YES!!! global warming is real people.....(wait!....maybe pause would have had more effect here!!! damn...)....global warming is real 'cause we TALK about it!!! with that same logic I would now like us to proceed to discussions on aliens............!!!

[o.k, being in aussie I for one would not argue against any suggestions that this earth is hot as &%$#!!!!!! (word omitted according to FCC regulations, exclamation marks are NOT part of omission and should be therefore treated as standard communication symbolic elements.....{this is what we call fine-print}) I am also a little iffy on the whole alien stance...]

....okay, seriously, with that random mind trip I have actually forgotten the reason for drafting this text!!! maybe the reason was just to draft the text as it has "been a minute" ......(urban slang)......since i did do so.... So this is like day 6 or so of my newly found nocturnal existence.... I thought we chose our lifestyles but last week it seems my body just chose to ignore the suns absence and take it upon itself to stretch my daily activity cycle to just around 20 hours a day!!!! (when i say "activity cycle" some may be fooled into thinking that these activities are actually productive.....!!! well, unlike a battery which leads a supper awesome productive life by just sitting there, I do a similar act of sitting, with heavy eyes, that is just..........a tad less productive :) )......wait!!! hey, this draft is probably the most productive i been as a member of the nocturnal club i have just now cleverly dubbed, using my supper awesome transcendent thingy,...... the 'batmann' club......(note the double "nn"...thats for legal purposes, lets not get into that right now....)

....aite seriously, this is like one of those times you stare into the mirror just because you think yo eyes are sexy, or you like the way your body looks....you know, get lost in yourself type things....am probably just typing because...well,....its me!!! like me in words, not me..ME!!!

(we all do that thing in the mirror right?? 'cause if not that would be weird and in that case then I don't do it at all!!!....unless we all do...... then like..... we cool....okay...cool?? cool........)

.........

(....besides I only get lost for like a minute or two............or 17, but whose counting anyway, its not like its an obsession right!? I mean, only as much as the next person...unless they don't, then am just kidding!!! :) )

****besides am sure i could pass this all up as effects of insomnia or sum'n.....so :P****

requests for membership to the batman club, i mean the batmann club (nearly forgot the "N" there....) can be sent to ireallywanttobelongtosomethingidontcarewhattheFitis@yahoo.co.za...... also "like" our facebook page (if you could just make one for us then "like" it....that would be swell....!!!!)

ps. speaking on penguins, clearly thats a penguin with identity issues right?!!!

....black swan for dinner!!!...

...aite...ok, for the following presentation you are humbly asked to turn off your gay-dors, gay-o-meters or any devices that operate in a similar manner as the aforementioned.....you may keep yo cell phones on, no need to put them on silent or vibrate...we hope you can bare with us as this is vital to maintain the authors heterosexual status...your co-operation is highly appreciated.... :)

...so, the movies!!!! yes, i just came from there...supposed to be a fun recreational activity normally involving two individuals...conventionally its supposed to act as a bonding ritual but oddly enough it entails these two individuals sharing little about themselves as they mostly listen to other people talk and simulate reality in a bid to stir an emotional response and/or artistic appreciation.....sometimes a simple appreciation for the art of blowing sh#t up!!!! .....but sorry, i digress....

...the reason for all the gay - dor (which is gay + rador for those of you that didnt get it....yes, there are some of you out there!) antics was because of my experience tonight which i am going to relay to you hoping you will make your judgements only once you have fully disabled all of these devices and any prejudicial inhibitions...

...well the night started of with the traditional "democratic" process of electing a movie....this normally occurs with the male and female parties casting a choice or vote as to their viewing preferences normally accompanied with a controlled debate and usually followed by what seems to be a mutual decision being reached as to what the couple will see for the night....

...(i must digress here and just state that though this seems a fair process, in actual sense it is not as the female parties vote always has a power of 2 where as in any males vote only counts for 1, normally resulting in the male party watching that which is decided by the female....this type of voting system would mean that in a party of three consisting of two male and one female, where the males stick together and elect the same, yet opposing feature presentation as was elected by the female; they would still face defeat as they being "gentlemen" would be forced to succumb to the female choice....so the only way to ensure that the male party is victorious, would require a three male to one female ratio....having all men elect the same film or whatever you would call it, but in saying that.....this situation is so rare because in a group of three males, usually one of them is a kissy face pleaser and would side with the female populus so as to be seem to be in touch with his feminine side and be therefore regarded as sensitive! it is difficult to tell this individual apart from the male that is truelly sensitive but acts like a jerk due to the popular, and suggested as misguided, theory of girls prefering "jerks" or so to speak.... )

..anyway, where was i??....today, i and company decided to see the "black swan" flick [, well she picked it....so....] .....****before i proceed,could you please ensure that all devices are off....thank you***okay, i am not sure what classifcation this movie is under, be it horror/thriller or whatever, but i went into the cinema with the lowest of hopes! I picked myself up the biggest container of "the sweet sucky stuff" aka juice i could find, as it would be my only source of pleasurable entertainment during the next two hours of my life, along with snacks and all that and we made our way to the flick....i mean, seriously, its was a movie on ballet!!!!! not much chance for explosions, aliens or dance battles ( which i normally pay top cinema dollar for gladly!!!)....

...i will not give up any of the plot of the movie as i consider it to be art!!!! YES I SAID IT!!! the movie was......was.......amazing! like seriously, may have been due to my low expectation or whatever but i was so into it....it was odd and twisted and....entertaining....i actually recommend it!!! (what am i saying??)....it was beautiful!!!!!

...okay....okay, since my revelation is tipping a little too much on the ladyboy side of the playground i feel like i have to punch a dog or change a tire, or bite the neck off a bat just to restore the "man" in me!!!! as precaution i made sure there was a car mag' next to me as i type, a set of weights ready to go, a bottle of beer left over from xmas( i dont drink but you know what situation am in right now so its here just to paint a picture aite, if i had a gun i'd be out hunting ducks or even you right now!!!...).....i am trying my best to not excite any reading on the gaydors!!!!

....personally i blame the media!!! more specifically kanye west for being such an artist that he introduced ballet themes into hip hop with his whole bloody thirty minute video containing remnants of his "douche-bag..." single!!! damn you musical genius!!! damn you!!!

...but yo seriously, go see the flick...wait!!!! i actually hope u see the flick before you read this then it will make sense otherwise id probably be that weird guy that likes sum maniac in a too-too doing twirls on tip toe with an insatiable need to scratch!!!!!!

...damn, now i really need to punch that dog!!!!

****p.s. the author in no way supports animal cruelty............cough! cough!****

...the truth about lying to the devil....part 1

[Disclaimer: This serves to inform the esteemed readers that the headline or title phrasing has absolutely nothing to do with the following draft and is a further indication of the authors' waning concentration abilities....i just think its tight though right?? :) aite lets get into it... ]

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I am not a Hero, & am surely far from a gentleman...

so i guess even the fact that i love You is irrelevant...

tire from the lies...hoping time heals all with its medicine...

mind readers traverse through mine and stumble on the sentiments...

all the things i should have said, all the times i ignored the sentences...

let the world judge me, am used to the sentencing...

the memories alone are fuel for the evident...

'cause some of them need tears as the only way of mentioning...

when the past catches up, the Ghosts are always visiting...

and the 1000 words in the mirror & what they call me seem like synonyms...

they say "opposites attract", but what if we are just different??

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[.....okay seriously though, that title is dope right!? right!? i must use it like as a title for a short story or something!!!! thats why after i drafted this text i added the part 1 bit.... :) am so using it...]

Aite, so whats good with iconnic?? [ i realize am speaking about myself in the third person but thats what 'god complex' do to a brother!!!] Don't know, its like life's lessons that have been taught to me over the ages are all starting to make sense and all...it may seem like i have changed overnight, even to me, but i just figured this change was occurring over a period of time but was in an intangible state that only became evident when the change boiled over from thought into my actions... I say the last three years of my life have led to a great deal of self discovery...must admit most of what i found out freaked me, but was all good...i guess what am saying world is;

we all need time to grow....don't give up on me yet :) do not cast me to the earth....but mostly before all that, don't give up on you...[fine, am not going to do any more sentimental crap...lol...feel like i should go pick flowers!!! aite...its like 2 and ma #$$ needs to get some sleep...so peace!!!]

...original flaws...

[yo...once again lets go to that zone where we pretend am able to fathom an emotional connection to another soul filled entity, and through this connection i was moved to illustrate a state of "being" that was drawn from a moment in time focusing on a particular incident that most are, in my opinion, lucky to grow from....in short, lets pretend this is a poem of sorts and absorb it in that context....digg....aite, get yo poem face on...now!!! seriously NOW...!!!]

broken hearts beat....

joy flees from the force of the debris...

falling...

falling in love had you crawling from beneath...

birth to a love life finding it impossible to breathe....

when the "bad" is the only thing to see...

'cause you afraid of looking or letting anyone getting in too deep...

love is war, now u never kin to peace...

when you loose an angel....after that, its harder to believe...

no introduction to the company that misery loves...

killing time, so every dead memory goes to heaven above...

leaving only ghosts of the time you hope never was...

[i know....i over hyped it right?? am rusty...gimme a minute...lol...aite, now i done my daily creative contribution to the universe!!!! yes, the universe!!! keep up.....and am going to try and leave the house today at least!!!]

...truth is not reality...

sleep is overrated, life is where the dreams at...

death never runs out of time...

trying hard to kill poison...

images that can only be considered the illustration of darkness...

life iz a b*tch, the only lady every other lady admire and don't wan' be without....

sick imagination got me throwing up the food for thought...

soul mirror my complexion....

head bout to explode, thoughts running through my mind gotta watch where they stepping...

teacher always say i had a sharp mind, so am always with a weapon...

a sound mind is why i wont dance to my hearts tune....

yeah....iconnic ideas.....jus felt like being random/controversial/odd.....like being me =)

now for the party!!!! LG yall!!!

...god of war vs mk...!!! WOAH!!!

heaven anyone...!!!?? i mean, pardon me while i GEEK out for a minute...(or two!!!!)

...but Kratos is rumoured to be in the new release of mortal kombat!!!!!!!!! i mean, seriously!!!!!! for those of you who are looking for a reason to live.....look yonder!!!!!! As a self confessed mortal kombat addict (i have owned ALL versions of this "way of life" aka game) my heart found its melody again and i can hear it beating to the sounds of memories of brutalities which are rumored to be in the new installation!!! so much.....ohhh, so much....

....it doesnt need to have squishy woman bits and booty and all....NO, this is what i love...so ask me about love and you can download it!!!! LOVE costs whatever this slice of gaming heaven will be....!!!!! thank you God for Midway!!!!!! now am off to play god of war III!!!!

APRIL.....the countdown begins....

(seriously...this post needs more exclamation marks...so imagine them aite :) )

ps. Am still gangsta!!!! lol

...crowded individual...

just dropped a grime themed beat...(JME inspired)...thought id kick a freestyle just to get the ol' cogs back in rotation....aite...check...

we all made equal, guess sum men evolved....

and sum are carnival mirror representations of the lord...

nahhh... really i dont get this *ish at all...

how we build kingdoms to watch in awe as they fall??...

how we feed fist to our jaws and label it a sport??...

who the monster if we kill a killer and justify our lack of remorse??...

how we force lil girls to grow into vengeful women we divorce??...

kinda obvious how the courts racially keep score...

and how we pay life to make a profit outa war...

yo...aite...am going back in...

its like the "gods" chose their favourites...

and the rest they made basic...

the bible say; he once most favored satan....

and that affection just ended up waisted...

and the kid on high, had the throne tainted...

fell to the earth, and was labelled the most hated...

....man!...

sometimes its hard to trust the words of the ancients...

coz now we have religions devoted to speculations of aliens...

food for thought, please lets try a different flavor...

coz they slaved us, while praying to love yo neighbor...

ma bad....

am trying hard not to get political...

but its attack on my people, down to the last individual...

only when we spark is when we feel we ain't invisible...

only our downfalls do the media take time to make visible...

flaws made visual, our only hope seems spiritual...

a better future is borderline mythical..

now immorality is even in the realm of the digital...

and am gone....

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lol...aite...dont know wur this whole thing came from, i just drafted it as it came yall...i actually flow it to a rythm to the track in the backdrop so there some wordplay and it sounds probably doper than it reads...but yeah...hope i record this one though...but word to truth, the only enemy or obstacle is yourself...believe me, I KNOW!!!

iconnic out

...ghosts of the unborn...

****WARNING*** The following draft is void of grammatical regulation, structure or format and includes popular jargon or slang.... the author is NOT responsible for any idiots that DONT get it!!! :)

yo....!!!! whats hapning world!?? happy 2011!!! lets get it in...its been a minute but only cause i been putting in time in finding me so i can get you...you digg!!! Na, i aint never forget bout you...word to kratos! lol....[yall dont even know though]....but check...first blog act of this year is to give props to my family who have been there for me and have been amazing yall!!! to God who for a reason i am unworthy to even question has blessed me with all the mind, body and soul could long for...

Right quick for my own sake i will jot my most sought after resolutions for this year...

1. be a better brother/son/ombre a.k.a friend...generally be a better me

2. live up to my potential as my parents always ask me to do and actually give my all and not just settle for getting by coz i can do it with no effort digg!!!

3. Live!!!

like i swear there a million things and ama get to all of them i just wanted this audience to hold me accountable for the aforementioned declarations i have set as moral/academic/social/emotional reforms in the life of a one "iconnic"....

on the real....LOVE yall!!! yeah, the world over....

without getting too much into it yo...let me just jump into this twisted dream i had...

#### see what was freaky was that this dream stirred feelings i havent felt in but a minute!!! i was sleepin and i was scared as in SCARED dude!!! i was sweating, loosing breath and felt the deepest, darkest most sordid form of fear imaginable to any being capable of manipulating electronic signals via grey matter activity into logical thought patterns...

...and what got me this freaked out!!!?? an operation!!! [am ashamed to say]...like i was supposed to undergo surgery to "repair" a cranial anomaly or condition....and the prosepct of death by this somehow freaked the hell outta me!!! i know it sounds totally LAME now...but i was a zip away from wetting my pants!!! i cant hear words in my sleep [i think]...but could make out the doctor type dude tellin me death by this operation was virtually unheard of...[like not even google could bring up a case of it ever going wrong....]

...throughout this whole proceeding, not once had ma fear subsided or seemed to dissolve away..it was a constant presence that reminded me of my mortality and the moment came when the anesthetic was administered...

it seemed only a second, but my world faded, but i was aware of everything going on to the extent to which i saw everything going wrong and i ceased to exist in the physical realm.... NOW firstly; i have NEVER died in a dream or have heard of any one dying, well not with such brute realism and up until this point i had no idea i was dreaming!!! [which is odd coz i normally am aware enough to stir even nightmares to my preference....even sleep paralysis is easy for me to wake up from...well easy if you disregard the choking sensation!!!!]

the death was like, now am alive, whoops now am dead.....now...none of this, the horror and fear or any of that crap, had bothered me.....what did was that when i died, i saw a figure that i can only describe by awarding it angelic characteristics sweep down and struggled with all its divine strength to lift what i assume was my soul slowly northwards....this was contrasted by a depiction of a demonic creature [tiny but surprisingly strong] pulling me earth wards opposing the angel like apparition...

AND THEN I WOKE UP!!!! i wasn't sweating in "reality" (for the lack of better term), or could note any external entities that could have contributed to this mental circus....!!! and then i immediately realized what freaked me out the most about all of this was that, throughout this dream...my physical manifestation was full of fear and the only time i felt peace was in my passing....even as the forces sought refuge for my soul...i was at peace....i was calm...i was.............free!!!

lol...i know, i know...this happened yesterday...today am typing this at exactly 03:48 PM as i have been unable to sleep...[mostly i will attribute that to my excessive consumption of fast food]... i did tell a friend bout it and she was like its a dream and all....and i do feel that...was just something i had to put out...was mad ill!!! :D

am gone play some PS3 - god of war now!!! go get it....!!!