Prove your insanity!

do you have any fuckin idea
the cost

you are incurring on me
selfless bitch
do you have a fuckin clue how fuckin much is a new light fitting?
i'm have to clean up the walls and all
couldnt even stick to one method, hey, adhd to the fuckin end
and the steam cleaner will suffer for it mark my words

tellin you this is the last time
the fuckin last time

Medical marijuana
Wrong

Sure Mr. bus driver busing my children to school. I would love to share some smoke with you. I'm sure your medical condition is more important to you then parking on the railroad tracks with my child while you go to the store to buy yourself a burrito. I'm sure clean oxygen in your lungs doesn't make them work any better. I don't know why they don't make aspirin in smoke form. I think taking it out of the hands of drug dealers and putting it in the hands of politicians will never come back to haunt us. How about newborn babies sitting in incubators sitting next to Jay and silent Bob blowing hits inside I mean Dr. Jay and Dr. silent Bob.


Medical marijuana
right

Stop telling people what to do. I have stock in Doritos and I want it to go up. Side effects side effects side effects.Selling It's usually a kids first job that pays anything. Have sex with your wife than smoke it and then have sex with your wife. I'm sorry old lady we can't pay your medical bills because there's no tax revenue to sustain it. It grows like weeds. Escaping is essential to human life. It cures uptight assholes disease. People don't fight on weed.It reveals the beauty in some things that it was hard to see before. Makes people happy.

College Major: Art

Stop tapping that pencil!
No idea will ever come to me.

But it's worth it right?
All this hard work?

You'll have arthritis no doubt,
And be lonely in the streets.

I'll travel the world!

A dream not meant to be.
Why not be a doctor?

Blood and guts I can draw,
Just as well as anyone cutting.

You'd make more money no doubt.
My cousin is a nurse.

That's what she wants.
This is about me.

It never is!
It's about ever damn,
Freaking,
Person in the world!

For once I want it not to be!
I want it to be me,
I don't want to care,
Just a little bit about them.

You love them.

I do.

Then why not make more?
So that you can support them?

I want to be able to love me.

You can't do that?

Not the way you think.

They'll still love me?

They'll love me because I'm me.

Stop tapping the pencil!
Well go on!

Sure?

Yes!

Ramblings of a romantic pessimist

oh, to be in love
to feel it rushing through my veins
from the moment I wake
'til the second my head hits the pillow
it's bliss
and I never want to lose this feeling


you fool
with your dated ideals u
love won't put meals on the table
and how you're able to to float around the place
with your heart exposed
sickens me to no end


we both know, that silly smile on your face
will at some stage
be wrapped around cheap bottled whiskey for a week
'till you stagger round the streets
looking for a fight
then spend the night in casualty
just like the last time
and all the other times before that

oh, fo shame, fo shame
you've never woken up with a name on your mind
smelled perfume and sighed
had your own name spoken in tones of affection
christ, I pity your life
sat there with poison in your veins
afraid to open up, to love, to be loved

At Arm's Length

The walls are closing in.. The water-line is rising up
The ceiling's getting lower now, and time, it flies and dies with us
The winds will grow colder.. Shoulder the burden
As these kids grow older, know these soldiers are virgins..
The children of men, who had nothing to live for
Just a past love, but that's something to sin for
That's not enough, this vast dungeon'll give more..
I need the pain and chains and things to rearrange this reign of kings
Hundreds run ragged; what'd dad punish the kids for..?
Your father's an angry god.. War monger
Born conqueror; scores wander to change these odds..
I feel doom looming, the looting and shooting-sprees
The grip on the noose loosened, and soon I'll be truly free..
Bare and bleeding, barely breathing, yet spewing so fluently
It's said love conquers all, it's true.. Including me..
You can see, I'm not sure if I'm dreaming..
Torn at the seams, she's not sure if I'm leaving
Still searching for something I'm not sure I believe in..
At war with my demons.. Can't keep from drowning
These wings are holding onto the things that keep me grounded..
The blackening of a heart.. The collapsing of a soul
The scavenging in the dark for the patching on this hole
I just can't see what's happening; the gravity.. Its hold
On depravity is maddening, this cavity..? Is cold
And I'm deep inside myself.. Keeping myself at arm's length
Reach, and I might help; the reason? Why else, a calm strength
I knew it once before.. This truant lust for war..
This useless sin has use again, there's few I've trusted more..

Copyright © 2012 Travis J Gibbs, The Ant1-Her0 Project

I'm Convinced I'm Not Normal by Shawnelle Martineaux

Look, I don’t usually debate things when I’m convinced but you’re annoying me.
So you go about life believing what you say is superior? Sociopath much?
All I’m saying is that suicide is man’s only control over his destiny.
God said it is wrong. You don’t have a destiny. It’s his plan!
But if I kill myself then I can cut short His plan. Oh what an omnipotent God!

What good is it to live everyday knowing I will die?
I don’t serve any purpose here and I’m not happy here anyway.
Why live a useless life and be a burden to others in the end?
They live every day in purpose.
For what?
To take care of sick me who never gave a damn?
I don’t deserve to live in this world
And even so, how are you sure the God you believe in exists?
This world seems rather God-forsaken if anything.

I would rather live my life as if there was a God to learn there wasn’t
Than live as if there wasn’t a God and learn that there was!
You don’t have any reason to take your life.
You didn’t give yourself life.
You have a purpose. This world would be different if you left it.
If people like you had control over destiny, we would be doomed. I’m glad you don’t.
I trust God.

No you don’t! I know what you think.
You lift your hands weekly to the sky. What faith is there in your confession of living a life and learning differently in death?
You faithless wretch!

And I suppose you are assuming that I don’t know what you think?
You curse a God you want to believe in.
Am I the faithless one?

Oh my gosh, I’m crazy!

Drugs for an addict
I am not an addict;i don't do drugs.
it is me that i want to please,
it is i who wants to walk
in my high school cap an gown.
i kept it real and thought ahead
high school diploma but I am afraid
Understand me i have no father because he was locked away.
born as a crack baby i was afraid,yet i am not afraid.
although all odds are against me i taunt Marry Jane
cheat on Merry Jane turn my back on her
and look for a better way.
now i will understand
why my dad was on crystal meth
but it was not clear ,thus, i follow in his steps

This kid needs his black eye
Constantly swinging from a chandelier
Clearly hanging to be the sun
To a sheltered existence
In which ignorance is bliss
Yet should bliss exist in this instance?
You're a pothead, speed snorting bum
And your friends are enablers
The fly trapped in the sticky paper
Wet with the saliva you slathered
To roll yourself up
Be torched to ash
And mixed in our Milky Way
.......
This kid needs his nurturing
Too old to fly back to the nest
Yet young enough to zig zag in the clouds
Perching himself occasionally
A top the heavens
Loaded, sliding down a rainbow
Chirping cacophony like gospel
Preaching to the green blades below
Till he lands and cuts himself in fields of knives
It's okay, he's going through a phase
Remember back in the 60's when we dropped that acid?
We weren't much better ow were we?

racism right,
white:"dirty nigger"
black:"dirty cracker"

racism wrong,
black:"unclean honkie"
white:"unclean afro-boy"


confused about both?
you dirty wigger!