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A South African dude, an artist and free thinker. What's new? I'm stable but fucked at the same time, I'm impulsive. I'll try any thing once, twice if I like it... and when I get excited, should I scream or have an orgasmn? This blog is my pure rant, getting the shit off my chest. It's really masturbation for my mind, take it or leave it!
Trippy Grape Home
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His sick giggle |
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| December 02, 2006 |
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Was all this his aspirations,
his final inspiration?
Is this his final dream
or just an interesting game of amusement?
This sick game of twisted intervention,
I miss my God.
Perhaps this is my Creator's perverse satisfation.
I am his sex, his foreplay, another whore.
Am I just his climax, his forgotten orgasmn, cum.
His sick giggle.
Evaporating from his Creator's lover's naval,
her face cloth eager to remove my existance.
Stale sperm.
Could all this be fixed and resolved?
I find myself pleading with my mind,
meagre cunt,
pathetic loser.
Crass boys wail on self pity, fool.
Wish'd this was a bad Hollywood dream.
Again, pitty'd fool
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Nicotine Stained Lungs |
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| February 23, 2000 |
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Nicotine stained lungs
pure poison
The dogs bite in the dark night
All the mad men run our streets
rule our prisons
we're all living in a santiterium
Our solitude will set us free
with patience
The Mexicans have all gone mad
They've given us crazy cactus
and allowed us to go free
Kill for Allah, Kill for Jesus
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Pleasurable Dreams |
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| February 21, 2000 |
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Pleasurable Dreams
Most pleasurable,
Incredible feelings
And emotions.
Dreams create emotions
And feelings, hard to explain.
Myths explain the age of man
We all tell no tales that lie,
Only stories of want, love, hate and dream.
Let me die and feel her comfortable claw,
Let me exit out of her womb into a new world.
I fight demons that crave our souls
Beat them at their own games that they play.
My blood will not be suckled upon!
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Long way from home |
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| February 20, 2000 |
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Long Way from Home
Deeply in fear,
Of what's new
Or to be expected.
Lonely TV towers.
She is angry,
A demon crazed,
Aged by her confessions.
I must find a place for me to hide.
Lies make up myths
For all the ages,
I have to write.
This was meant to be fun.
Souls speak in the African night,
Whispering dreadfully,
Being evil.
The truth got lost somewhere
In the tree's shadow.
Have to go,
Got to kill.
Seven headed snakes
Possessing placid beings.
Fuck thee.
Manage to hate
On the rotting grounds,
My girl left town
With a gentle sound,
Me head rose from the ground.
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High Way |
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| February 19, 2000 |
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Hi-Way
Visitors leave in the night,
We hope as dawn will bring us light.
Sadness having a pinch of happiness
Carries our trails.
Are we waiting for our punnishment?
Passengers lie dead along the side of the road
For their sins of being slaves.
This could be our last bus to take us to the land of the living
As fate is as just.
Could we all die and journey in to a newer nightmere,
Or did we forget our souls?
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Mind Masturbation |
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| February 18, 2000 |
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Mind Masturbation
Exhale, breathe in my life.
Feel me inside you, burning, dancing.
Time aquires its own wisdom,
But only at when?
Little children run innocently,
Ravish their minds with our guilt!
We fume, as the night darkens.
My mind masturbates,
Calling for a deeper nature
In this green forest,
As the demons run around masked.
City night-lights burn the sheep's eyes,
Whipping them with delight
On contrary.
We howl, beckoned by blood.
The dog must bite!
Cultures lost, cultures spawned.
We are all used and abused.
The new law threatens,
Horrid as expected.
Have hope, as we all must die!
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Chocqui |
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| February 17, 2000 |
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Chocqui
Settle down drained eyes,
Left with no strength.
God has sent his wrath,
Just rest and accept.
Cursed location
Admiring courage,
Blood was earned.
City of sadness,
Relax and retire,
Accept you deep sleep.
Joyfully, we'll meet again,
Bid you farewell my friend,
I never told you that I love you.
You left this morning
With clouds cursing depression,
I lay you down.
But one more time
I wish
I wish upon thee
For one more time
To play in the sea.
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Alone |
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| February 16, 2000 |
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Alone
Wasted life,
Alone way to drive,
A long life to stand-alone.
I told myself I'd dread this one,
I told myself.
Listen to me you old fool,
Two sides.
I've failed
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Time of Knowledge |
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| February 15, 2000 |
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Time of Knowledge
Time of knowledge awaits us,
To be trained for the future,
We are the future!
Strengthen by night,
Brighten by day.
We will come before them,
In dignity
Then in sorrow.
But wait!
I have a message,
Sleep tight.
The lady in white awaits, take care.
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Take Me Away |
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| February 14, 2000 |
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Take Me Away
Movement of strengthening muscles,
The pain of forth coming waits,
Carry the sack through the crossfire of magic.
The warlock's power strengthens,
Day and night.
The source's weakening,
Bellowing & in sight.
I lie on the soft dew, my heart begins to cry,
The fairies hold me down,
Help me hold back my cursing anger.
Later.
I wait for her smooth & feminine arm
To take me away,
To hold me tight against her warm
And delicate breasts,
To take me away
And to see the light.
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Hangman's Rope |
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| February 13, 2000 |
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Hangman's Rope
Momentary lapse of reason,
Always time for doubt.
Will it ever get better?
The end is always near.
Unwanted hour, lonely hour in thought,
Quietly approaching, assigning.
Approaching unfearfully.
Curse the dragon,
Alone in an unhappy way.
Messed, thoughts crumble,
Dimensions vanish and color 's non-vacant.
Unhappiness is a sick pleasure,
Unwanted in every way.
Kiss under the arm.
Hangman's rope,
The only cure.
Seventy years packed into twenty.
Unfulfilled dream,
Meant to be filled with pleasure, joy, love.
Hangman's rope
Is the solution.
I'm sad, dying alone.
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Lonely Light |
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| February 12, 2000 |
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Lonely Night
The waning moon,
With the stars enchanted.
Beckoning to me,
Keeping me company
Throughout the icy night.
Question myself,
My love has left for another world.
Was it me or....
Is it just a quest?
Undying love,
Pressured, where's the reassurance.
My love will conquer all!
Unhappy hour occupied with silence.
Ringing in my ear,
High pitched.
I feel sick.
Desperate measures in
Desperate ways.
I have a plan,
Actually a solution.
In time it'll be worthwhile.
I'll see a new continent
With my wife.
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Angry Country |
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| February 11, 2000 |
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Angry Country
The dying son,
Setting comfortably
Into her hollow grave,
Retiring on her angry country.
Tend to be early
Or
Tend to be late.
Unforgiven...
The end is here or has it been?
This is by far the strangest life known.
Cigarettes stains.
I want to be an angel.
Libido, curse of mankind
Do me,
This way, no this way
I like it or do I?
Confused thoughts.
Back in the old days
Things were simplified.
Small town,
Lost,
The labyrinth has continuing passages.
Open my eyes, illusions.
Are there any answers?
Answers become questions,
Let's rather not know.
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Tales from Freedom Lost |
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| February 10, 2000 |
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Tales from Freedom Lost
Let us take a look at reality,
Let us take a look at the silence.
What do we have?
Tales from freedom lost.
(On the verge of fame,
I need to hear the rain,
Baby, terminate my pain,
For your heart, I'll gain)
Now let's take a look at the screaming,
Screaming of the lambs.
Let us take a final look at the silence.
What do have?
Silence of the lambs.
Well that was just a thought,
Once again I was testing the boundaries of reality.
(In you I put my trust,
That's something I must,
You know that you're the cause of my lust.)
Tick, tick, tick, tick.
Tales from freedom lost.
Beat, beat, beat, beat.
Dying slowly.
I will beat you,
You know I will.
The lambs are screaming,
Do you hear them?
This way,
No! The other way.
But death won't end it.
Oh, we'll journey deeper into the nightmare.
Tales from freedom lost,
Do you scare?
I do.
Come here, I love you.
Come, come with me.
Take my hand,
Time to take a sweet journey.
We're going to soar our way through the boundaries.
The lambs are screaming louder already,
Yet nobody can hear them.
Hee hee,
Sacrifice of the human dog.
Oh my God!
It's raining,
Romantic.
Rising love.
You see.
I hope you know what I mean.
Come here my sweet one, my pretty one.
I love you
Even more,
The end.
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Expressive |
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| February 09, 2000 |
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Expressive
Life is unique, we question it,
How we trip on guilt,
How we're attracted to each other,
How we repel each other,
How we attend to each other.
Expressive
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Dull |
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| February 08, 2000 |
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Dull
How do we feel today?
A lot worse than yesterday.
Woman seem wicked,
Battle the dance
While life has many joys
Can't take this anymore.
Eat me!
Dull life,
Give me back my dog box.
I guess that's where I belong.
Heroes live and die
Yet I don't descend,
Not today anyway.
I have been cursed
Which is yet to be revealed
Early in the morning.
God what do I do?
I have pain,
Hope for mercy.
Yes, yes, yes
And yes.
Fantasy is the word for God,
Give me back my mind and imagination.
I'm in trouble,
I was yesterday and again tomorrow.
I'm trying to impress the unimpressed.
I'm failing.
I'll never wake up in a good mood again.
I want to open the door
But just don't know how.
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Happy Daze |
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| February 07, 2000 |
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Happy Daze
I
Sea swarm of atoms,
Passion's flower.
Once I've raveled
This mystery beneath me
We can run the hunt.
Night approaches
In her most queer insensitive way,
Most uncruel yet not exact,
I'm blind.
Night arrives,
Yet we can't run the hunt,
Not till later.
We have to wait for the day.
Water waits,
Oceans full of anger.
Sand and its dunes,
Weather and it's thunder,
Sunshine and it's golden skin.
Happiness is here
And many other surprises.
Name me,
I'm not God.
Armies strengthen,
Fat cat politicians
Make it harder,
The system's changed,
For better and worse.
It's foolish to judge,
Sorrow to be judged.
This is our time,
Delay and conquer.
One all,
All one.
Waiting for us to howl,
Pale faces in crystal water.
Return and we will!
Dog's sorrow will smile
And the lion will laugh,
While the universe watches over us.
The music
Gives ideas,
We dissemble
In chaos,
No thought comes to term.
II
Rain,
It's glory.
Drizzle,
It's tenderness.
To day,
Is by far the happiest.
Our souls
Ripened.
The news has been delivered.
We will run the hunt,
Soon.
Bring us hope,
We've lost our fear.
Indeed we are happy.
Engines race,
Yet it's silent.
A lovely reward.
Now we rest,
And save our energy.
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Worried Mind |
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| February 06, 2000 |
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Worried Mind
I'm so sick of tension,
Misery and doubt.
This cage sucks.
Is it real?
Is it more real than real?
I hope she'll love me eternally.
Doubt.
Worries.
Mind:
Oh pale friend,
Release your worried mind,
Set yourself free,
And go back to where you belong.
I love her.
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Empty |
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| February 04, 2000 |
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Empty
Irritation settles in
Being on the edge.
Friends, whom I don't know,
Mostly womanizers,
I'm here when I'm needed.
Needless to say, I have the gift,
Patience, thank God.
I have been betrayed.
When will better days prevail?
Hope is only a word that has no existence.
The day is gray & the nights cold.
Yelling at me from the back door
I've a hole in my chest.
This is a lonely country.
Entertainment is only a word from a novel,
Lives and breathes in imagination.
I have all the time, yet nothing to fill it with.
Life's empty.
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Speak |
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| February 03, 2000 |
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Speak
The nights seem bitter cold, ever lasting,
The days are dull & unimaginative
Without your presence,
Your warm body swooned over mine.
I speak to you, through my tongue
Of feathered knowledge.
You seem to sit there, absent,
While I'm here, longing, wondering.
Clueless about you, you never replied.
Placid moon on the rise,
I want to pretend you are here
Living life on the verge of fame.
Memories, beautiful.
A smile on your face & love grows.
Speak to me, carelessly, erotic.
I pulse!
Let me in your dreams, speak now!
Calming soft kiss
Breathe our air, and we share the same atoms,
I'm waiting for you, all alone.
Do you still recall my voice, my face?
Can you still picture me in your mind?
I can see you, every day,
We walk through the trees,
Playing childishly on the soft beach,
Beckoning to the waves
Thanking them for our love.
Our love has a proposal.
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Let It Be |
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| February 02, 2000 |
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Let It Be
Cold grave.
Handsome Lad,
Dead in a car.
I'm trying to rise,
Meet my fame.
Destiny,
Fate,
Religion,
God,
Jesus and Mary
Are all one.
Stoned death games,
Toys for all teenagers.
We're all trying to rise,
Meet my death game.
Fast train.
Love is a melody,
Beautiful song,
All is instrumental.
My world,
My place.
Don't take it away!
I love you
And don't say I didn't tell you.
Pure thoughts
No enemies,
I'm in a new place now.
Let it be.
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Century |
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| February 01, 2000 |
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Century
Sex, not a dream,
Yet death not ends it.
Long highway,
Dead in a car.
Fortune.
Hail,
Hail.
Mysterious one,
God prevails all.
Century,
Lawful knight
Loose your amour.
Yet life thinks it all.
Death, ends it all.
And yet the nightmare continues
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You know who you are |
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| January 30, 2000 |
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You know who you Are
To purify the soul
Is to come of heart,
Come of age.
Meet me in a dry place,
Beside the farm.
Come along
And see.
It is on the other side of morning
Come and enjoy the satin of white nights,
As I said it's in a dry place.
The world will be once again new
Only if you come along,
I'm seeking,
Dying alone.
I need you to be here,
My only will is to see,
To see you in my arms.
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Seek to Know You |
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| January 29, 2000 |
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Seek to Know You
I seek to know you,
Wondering in amazing despair,
I acquire soulful wisdom from all the kingdoms,
Joyful knowledge
Come unto me.
I sit beneath you,
The great one stands there,
To seek is to be fair.
Find me,
I'm right here.
Right by your side,
Take my hand
& I'll guide you.
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New Years Days |
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| January 28, 2000 |
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New Years Day
New years day.
Deliver me some news,
HA!
Predictions,
Resolutions.
Intoxicated minds,
Bodies - no control.
Violent tendencies,
They're violent youths.
But the music gets better.
Listening to lost tales,
Adventures of bravery,
Adventures I wish not to seek.
Whores and bitches,
Men and bastards.
Intellectual minds
Definitely entertain me,
Exercise my mind.
Well....
I'm the leprechaun.
I've got my green jacket
It brings me luck.
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Exactly Where? |
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| January 27, 2000 |
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Exactly Where?
Through a dimension,
Accompanied through the presence of acid.
Where are we going?
I don't know,
But I think it's just another trip.
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The System |
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| January 26, 2000 |
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The System
Sections of three in single file,
Discipline, authority, does it end here?
Possible not, at least not in here.
Freedom is lost.
One by one to each one, you all look alike,
No matter what.
The system is here for you,
Dare not obey it,
See what'll happen.
All in uniform, about to be trained to kill,
KILL, you'll learn to be a friendly word.
Dare not respect, dare not forget.
Sober minded that's what we expect.
Obey the rules,
Support the system - can't go wrong.
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Calling |
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| January 25, 2000 |
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Calling
I hear my calling,
Rustling through the air,
Echoing in my brain.
I wish that the war would die down.
Deep in the ocean,
I want to swim with the fish
Above the rocky reefs.
Life is a murmur
But we must LIVE!
Shadows creep up on our lost souls,
Souls blackened,
Tortured,
In the endless night.
Born with a curse,
Deeply saddened
By thy vine,
I'm white,
A man
- Terrible curse.
Spiritual being
On a wrong plain
Deeply wise and unwise
Countless crows.
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It's all in Love |
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| January 24, 2000 |
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It's all in Love
My heart aches through the pain it woes,
When did it start, when will it end?
Virgins dancing around my aura,
Is this the life I'm supposed to live?
Is this the world I created?
My love for her is strong,
Stronger than knowledge,
Stronger than the night of stars,
And stronger than the heavens around the earth.
Where am I going,
Where am I supposed to go?
I don't know.
My hard chest against her soft breasts,
Her deep breathing ringing through my ears,
The delicate joy of love.
But it carries on, it doesn't end, here.
Her legs wrapped around my body
Her arms tighten my anatomy to get closer to hers.
The sensation of adrenaline,
It happens,
It's all in love,
Loving of mankind.
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Strong Love |
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| January 22, 2000 |
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Strong love
Love dig a little deeper.
My soul is soft & your spade
Is hard and sharp.
Dig your way in,
Dig your burrow.
Make yourself at home,
Comfortable and warm.
I close my eyes
And see you in my mind.
I feel to be with you this instant,
But I can't, it's not possible.
My heart's torn,
Bleeding out, my life's weakening.
Visualize us,
Having fun.
Running beneath the pale moon
In the clear night.
Screaming at the ocean,
Being young.
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Fictioness Life |
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| January 21, 2000 |
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Fictioness Life
Life has to offer?
Not much, not in this one,
I'm afraid.
Dead Poets and Presidents.
Terrible lovers and their horrible personalities.
How unjustful and a gamble life can be.
The stakes have their odds.
Life is like a child,
Struggling to grow, yet pretty in bloom
Hoping for prosperity.
How soil turns sour
And drought prevails.
Fiction, how we long for fiction
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Angels Fly, Angels Die |
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| January 20, 2000 |
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Angels Fly, Angels Cry
Seat me at my throne of power
Which makes me God.
This is my realm,
Here I have all the power
With all the control,
Access to where I please.
I will pursuit,
I have the courage.
I have found what I've been looking for.
Pursuit,
Challenge,
Courage,
Satisfaction,
Career.
Clever.
You see,
This is what I mean.
Believe in me, please do.
I'm not telling you, I'm asking you.
Wonders of love
How I love you
And only if you knew.
Angels fly,
Angels cry.
Angels fly,
Angels die.
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The Poet's Dreams |
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| January 19, 2000 |
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The Poet's Dreams
Dark long passages,
People in fancy clothing moving to
Soft movements
To the music.
His mind was elsewhere,
Playing games with fantasy.
Now run into the circle and be with your friends!
Oh, how they all seem to fit in so strange,
Strange,
They're all strangers.
He likes one of them.
Soft rhythms of her body,
The passionate beat,
Her dark hair
And wicked body language.
Time to fantasize.
Join the crowd
And allow the show to begin.
To come out of darkness,
Meet a party of creatures,
Standing.
Oh how wonderful it seems.
Magic.
Everybody knows her,
She's mine.
Everybody loves her,
Today, tomorrow and forever.
Everybody wants my baby
Running out of the blue to you and me.
Out there in a little town I know,
Little creatures come out to show,
That's where my love hides,
My lust seeks her there.
A creature screams,
AAAAAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH!
Baby, you should have heard what I've just seen.
But I know there's now end.
Totally amazed by the silence of what's happening,
No time to cry,
It was for a year and a half I dwelt in the
Palace of hostile.
Getting high with the other priests.
Time has pounded away,
The keeper has unlocked my cage
And set me free (temporary).
Wild hair girls playing strange games
In dark rooms.
Soon I'll be out of this ravaged game
And join them in luxury and in romance.
Patience is the virtue
And reality is the game,
So I patiently wait to be with her.
It's not long.
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Mortal Thoughts |
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| January 18, 2000 |
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Mortal Thoughts
The sun sets down on her crazy country
As we watch in despair.
Stench of death lurking through the air,
Sour soil and toxicated water.
A rapist hides in the station.
Oxygen thieves run the streets
And dominate this village,
Their thoughts stretch to no where
Acquiring no dreams, only to live.
-Wished they'd disappear.
A savaged beast can only lie,
No matter for how much wisdom.
Promises without virtue.
The true king is dead!
Storybooks carry myths and theories,
To keep order.
God is dead
And the hope of Jesus is dying.
Welcome to the new century.
How dark it seems,
But technology brings us light,
I must be evil to write.
This is one of my curses,
A witch brought upon me
But it is fine.
The day will arrive
And we'll carry on
Or move to a new town!
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Ever More |
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| January 17, 2000 |
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Ever More
This is my life, now and evermore
Her anatomy,
More beautiful than
Illusioned color was born on acid.
Her eyes,
See into my soul,
I feel so comfortable.
My burning sensation has left.
Her touch,
Warm & soft, heavenly beautiful.
Touching skin
Don't let it stop.
Let it last - forever.
Choose me,
I'm yours.
Why?
I have no reasons,
Who needs reasons?
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Immaculate Dreams |
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| January 16, 2000 |
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Immaculate Dreams
How I must look through your eyes,
Better or worse,
Maybe just tired love.
Black and white television sets
And souls full have confused memories.
Answers and lies.
Unconditional love,
Music will be silent
And true sadness will fall.
Finally we dream
And try to forget.
Inseparable hour
Interrogates us.
We've discovered our final frontier.
A true artist dying
And seeking.
Vampires killed this storm
While suckling on our blood
This mess hurts.
Profound sadness
Must severely conquer happiness.
Angels in strange lands
Seeking strange times.
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Stars of Eternity |
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| January 15, 2000 |
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Stars of Eternity
Stars of Eternity lie far beyond imagination,
Long before the existence of freedom.
I call upon you,
I want you to come up to my womb,
Break into my creation
Lie beneath the starry sky
And create a philosophy of man's end.
Rethink about your life, your birth and your death.
I call upon you
I need your permission for the show to begin.
Let the stars of eternity rape your soul
And take us away,
Allow the show to begin
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