Random Workings of a Twisted Mind

[The following is a look into my mind; with original poems and ramblings I felt the need to share.]

Cultural Punch

The war of the words

Shadows out of local bad opinions

The safety slathered up

A stormy dose of reality

Beat speeches, debate!

Unlocking minds in the horror.

Deny danger, share chaos!

The calm is paranoid in the mess

A tale of two scandals forgotten

Jumbled blah blah blah

Is the peak performance;

Talent lost.

The glory overrated,

Suspense awaits,

Participating in our messy,

Reptilian brains.

Perfect icon turned bad author

Cultural punch,

It's free!

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Crash

Profiling the devil,

It's a plague until we reuse it.

Blame the law

The pretender thrilled me!

The madness highlights secrets,

Don't reveal our pain.

Protect what system of revolution you're seeing

Time opens your bones, the tension bursts.

Shut me out

Rid the glory and help the worry,

Slow the breaking of the fall,

Reduce definitive life,

Here I'll stop.

CRASH

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Untitled

Dream bursts alive fire.

Madness brings laughs to next life.

The lying hero's chatter,

Protect your secrets.

Witness disturbing pain.

Glass bones!

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Blasphemy!

I'm too caring

My problem, your solution

I'm used

Burdened

Beaten

Bruised

People walk on top of me

Others below

Still I walk on on one

Stand alone

I'm too quite

My obstacle, your defense

I'm tired

Hopeless

Withered

Gone...

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Manual of Misunderstanding: The Brain's Guide to Life

They say the mind is a terrible thing to waste, but maybe we wouldn't waste it if it weren't so complicated to understand. It should come with a manual, but then again who would take the time to read it? Why, in our sad, sorry little lives, would we want to take the time to read something so powerful? We probably wouldn't understand it anyway right? A book about something we don't understand, what's the point? That's our reasoning. We're stuck at the beginning, knowing nothing and learning even less. That's how we're ignorant, that's how we're human! Human, what does that mean? I've read "to err is human". But what kind of three letter, petty word is that? What is an err? Is that how advanced we've become with those human minds? We're up to err?! Well, I think we deserve a pat on the back or even a prize. How about that manual for starters?! It needs a new place to collect dust, just like our erring minds. They could be quite happy together, both equally unhappy, unnecessary, and unused. But who wants to be used? It sounds like such a nasty word, and invokes an unpleasing feeling. One that leaves a bad taste in your mouth, or maybe just in our minds, since we know so much about those! Good thing we haven't used that because a new one wouldn't be as easy to find as the manual to go with it. But who's to say we've even seen the manual? I have. You don't believe me? Well, I have because this is it! I wrote it, you follow it, and then maybe I'll like you, or at least accept you. But I've used the word maybe so many times it's starting to feel fake and accept isn't that great either. Who's willing to do that? Most people don't even take the time to read the directions that go with their new sofa, so why would they take the time to read a manual of the brain? The brain is a waste of time. After all, it's the one that made me write these pointless words about nothing. The very ones that you're taking the time to read. Why? Because you are human!