Our pasta, who art in a colander, draining be your noodles. Thy noodle come, Thy sauce be yum, on top some grated Parmesan. Give us this day, our garlic bread, …and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trample on our lawns. And lead us not into vegetarianism, but deliver us some pizza, for thine is the meatball, the noodle, and the sauce, forever and ever. R’amen.
Lay me down to the dark path that leads me to the bloody river.
Where nightmares are made of. Where the morbid and psychopaths play their games. Who wants to play?
When I think of the innocences you took .
It's Like a nightmare in a children book.
A boogyman who haunts my soul.
Putting me down to the rabbit hole .
The agony, the fear, the pain.
It's all the same.
Should I forgive you.
Never I will not justify your actions, I was only a child..
The torment, feeling dirty, gross, and want to vomit.
Want to escape to Hallie's comet.
Disturbing thing is you got away with it
The dark seer looks into the mirror.
Wondering when the great darkness is coming nearer. Know as The fearer
Of death, that will bring out his mighty hand.
Across the land.
With a sulfur smell
Inside the great hell
Where he loves to dwell
Searching for souls to possess
For his great army of death and darkness
I got curious and went to the San Francisco carnival for a bit. Very crowded and some of the streets where closed. It was okay. They had music and food.
There having a carnival in San Francisco. I think I might go. Would be fun.
I have feared the boogyman so much, that I became it.
And Just Like a lobotomy
drilling it inside our minds
Going cross the lines
Of our brain cells and into our frontal lobe
Spreading the darkness across the globe
Secrets are like zombies. Wednesday Addams.
My beliefs are the left hand path. I respect and love Aleister Crowley for his teachings. 93 love under well, is something I strife for.
I dedicate this song to my ex by
Kim dragula- drown
I would normal would post it, but its got the f word in it.
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Hallucinations and distorted speech.
And I know Sanity is too often too hard to reach .
Its a breech
In the system of my brain
The thoughts are like a sewage drain
And everyday you can hear it rain,
inside the pipes of my heart
I don't when it ends or when it's going to start
Everything comes undone and comes apart
In my disorganized life
Like a hellish arousal your darkness spread unto my body, soul and mind.
and like Magick, you Sensually touch every part of my lips down to my hips. Kissing my fingertips.
In you, I feel safe, loved and protected. Your my black wolf with raven wings.
And whatever life brings
I know your with me, to make love to my dark soul. You been with me since the beginning and will be with me even when I move on to next life
And Salt water on the lips.
Voyage of the strange.
Cannons shooting at fire range.
Beer belly Skeleton priates.
Jolly laughter in their red eyes
Full ahead in the dark gloomy tides
In the midnight hour.
Richard Ramirez spirit gains his power.
Looking for a soul to devour.
And Blood lust in his heart.
The killing never ends or begins to start.
It's always been a big part .
Of psychopath who never dies .
You can see it in his eyes .
V for vendetta is one of my favorite movies.
It's similar to what's going on in the world today.
Certain rights being taken away, book banning, banning certain speech. Even trying to erase certain history in the schools. It's getting scary you know. Division and everything.
I wanted to over dosed on pills again but I talk myself out of it. I used some coping skills to help me, for example:I closed my eyes and pick four colors in the room. And breathing exercise. They help when I am at my worst.
Here's somethings to make you all smile
Nancy being bored
Decided to play with the Ouija board
With Zozo lurking in the mirror
She felt his presences near
Lights flickering on and off with goosebumps
Her skin begins to turn into ice cold lumps
Her hair stand up in the frost
Her mind felt lost
Her sheet chilled to the bone
Knowing she Sit near Zozo's throne
Nancy eyes change into soulless black
Now her body is under attack
Taken over by Zozo
Moral of the story, please careful when playing with the ouija board when Zozo around. He will cause mischief.
Maddess smiles In the Paddle locked rooms
And clown scented flumes
Can be smelled a mile away
Each fragment is odd and grey
In the middle of the room is Uncle Jack
His eyes are solid black
His mouth , Sealed tight with a strap
Next to his baseball cap
He giggles to the hallucinations of dolls
Running through the halls
Holding hands with a piggish clown
Going round and round
Honestly some days, I feel like a fentanyl zombie empty inside and want to go on to the next life already. I want to have a forever stability. I'm tired drained and want a release. Cutting only gets to the surface, I want something that goes deeper to the soul. I want to go to the next rebirth of life.
The rain in the little girls eyes tell a story.
Of a little girl who's innocences was lost .
At a unfortunate cost.
Like layers of onions deeply rotten and crusted .
She was betrayed by those she trusted
By her own family members
It's a storm each time she remembers
It did take its course
When she was forced
At a young age
To surrender her dignity
Drama drama like psychotic clowns .
Lips are moving but your body drowns . Delusions of grandeur in her veins .
Always in her twisted games
Delusional persecution in her soul
She's really empty and filled with a huge hole
Like the milky way
Is always same
Drama drama drama in her mouth
When she's goes down south
She bring the same shit
Her vision her drama of Delusions of grandeur.
Become her amour.
Her coping skills.
Just like her high heels
Pointing to the sky
Her ego is up high
She's always right
So don't fight
Or argue with her
Things can blow up when they occur
Like drama she adores
Inviting the attention whores.
So ignore her today
And you will be happy.
In an alternative reality anyone can be president.
So grab the handles .
And praise the scandals .
And like Charles Manson.
We'll be dancin.
To the headlines
Hail the pigs in suit and ties
And follow their lies
Divided us like animal farm
There's no harm
In divide and conquer
Masked pigs and a deranged Mary Poppins.
Like basket robins 21 toppins.
Making the Pills go down like a spoon full sugar.
Eat a burger.
Like a sadist.
In my grandiose delusions, I become the greatest.
dancer, to dance the psychotic clowns away
It will all make sense in different dimensions of time
To know everything will be fine
Society tries to paddle lock
The Mental illness inside a padded cereal box
They Fruity pebbles the diagnosis
Drown the psychosis
With sugar and milk
Poured over lithium and abilfy
And swallow it
Into insanity I go deeper
Like the grim reaper
I embrace death's fingertips
And kiss the lips
Of the skeleton
Who brings fear to men
We become zombies in our secrets and lies .
Obsessed with hiding we become the undead.
Mentally decapitated feelings we have inside .
PAST!!! I was your open Casket
to molest, rape, self harm. You, Mentally physically and emotionally beat Me.
Like a decaying tree
You tired to get my soul to commit SUICIDE!!
And have me spend my eternity into a coffin.
You tired to put me mentally six feet in the ground.
I have gone round and round
by how many time you tired destroying my psyche
you tired planning a funeral for my soul
And getting others to attend.
BREAKING ME like cracked tombstones
And skeletons bones.
You tired your hardest to turn me into an angry deranged psychopath but instead
Made me into a beautiful monster I can be proud of.
Past! I WILL SLAM THE CASKET IN YOUR FACE
I wear my werewolf skin At night.
Like a psychopathic horror show .
There are secrets that you should know .
That I Engage in unspeakable actions.
With menacing reactions .
Causing bloody paws with an nightmare glare .
And goosebumps and stand up hair .
To wear the bodies of those I destroyed
I'm a psychopath according to Sigmund Freud
Wrecks of vodka and candy
Eyes like a funeral parlor
And Fingers chilled to the bones
Purple ish undertones
And Looks that kills
Your soul when you look into her form
Her emotion a thunderstorm
Of Unpredictable emotions
And solitary devotions
She's an open casket of morbid ideas
High thrilling personality
Never can define her reality
But I love Mandy to death
The walking dead coming out of the morgues.
Like the army of sci borgs.
Skin like fentanyl.
They all fall.
Gnashing and grasping anything alive.
Teeth like a butcher knife.
Their hands full of entrails.
Blood on the rails .
Slowly walking bend over motion .
Lack of emotion .
They rule the streets
Feeling empty like a zombie out of the morgue.
Feeling numb like a sci borg.
Feeling disposable ready to be throw out like a newspaper headline..
Addiction to the razor blade
Becomes an art pieces of emotions
Painted like a rapid canvas
Each time cutting deep in the vein
And The scars a paint brush of lost identity
Bleeding unto the paper
Hallelujah praises the almighty trigger
Loaded bullets and cigars
Big shot millionaires and disco bars
Cash cows and innocences lost
Is it worth the cost?
Funeral for my razor blade inflected scars
And daises grow over the stars
An open casket for the world to see
Exactly where I want to be
And when it rains tombstones
And skeleton bones
I will be there
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Just like humans, Hekate enjoys a homemade Triple Dark Chocolate Cheesecake for her offering. Homemaking foods shows the Goddess love, hard work and patiences.
Welcome to America one big circus
Grab some popcorn and enjoy the show
Darkness in the soulless dolls button up eyes.
Looking directly at the knives.
Surrounded by million flies.
How many lives.
Will she take
How many will she put in the oven to bake
Darkness above the stars
In the milky way and mars
Where Gods and Goddess appear
Distance planet Venus is near
Hail Venus my light Goddess.
Have you read the flyers
About Micheal Myers
About his youth and drive
About his life
Where he does his killing
By keeping the dead bodies on the ceiling
Masquerading in a mask
Need more info just ask
Media is all over him
Go before it gets dark and din
That when he comes out to play again.
Whats happening to America, when some states ban drag shows. Fun Nazis have to ruin everything. I wonder what next in their agenda. Makes me depressed and uneasy the way this world is going.
Here's some pictures, of where I live in San Francisco.
Here's Dolores park..
Stitches and repairment by the Morticians.
My heart inside their basket .
Ready for the casket .
My mind is like a 45 .
Boom! I take a nose dive.
Splat! like a crime scene .
Everything in me is obscene .
I injected insanity in my veins .
soothing the pains .
Like heroin I'm addicted to death .
And funeral's breath
Unto my zombie like flesh
Eating away at me
That pushing up daisies in my mind
This is really good thank you...
"Truth is treason in the empire of lies" George orwell
Injected zombies on the street
With their AK-47, marching with their feet
To the crises of the media to the cosmic heat.
Death is rising in the innocences lives
Daggers and bullets
Zombies and their mullets
Drug induced zombie juice
All over the news
The world is bleeding bullets in a nut shell
Motionless In White - America
. This is how I feel about America at the moment. Especially what's going on.
Like a vampire, I carry my casket very well.
Like a doorbell.
ringing like hell.
Inside this dark shell.
Of a soul.
I know Time can only tell.
Where I will dwell.
Under this spell
Of mental illness
A Sanguinarian vampyres feeds on blood . They need blood to survive
They usually find donor aka (black swans)to drink from with constent.
Darkness in the black eyed children's soul
Crawling from the abyss's black hole
Looking for fresh souls to devour
To bring them growth and power
They look for window doors
Let us in
Let us in
Let us in
Let us in
Over and over till the victim opens the door
The children open their mouth and the victim passes out on the floor
Another soul is taken
Beware of the black eyed children..
Best way to avoid drama is to take a breather, mediate and walk away. You can't change people or their behavior. So, just focus on positive things and get distracted with something else.
Tips on How to Deal with Dramatic People or drama.
Accept That They Most Likely Won't Change. You should remember that it is never easy to change someone's behavior. ...
Expect Complicated Situations to Happen. ...
Be Calm. ...
Step Away from the Drama. ...
Know That the Drama Is Not About You. ...
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Well my results are in for Neuro exam. I have p.s.t.d , major depression disorder with psychotic features and A.d.h.d . So basically a dual diagnosis. Psychotic features make sense I do have hallucinations now and then. I am very disorganized in life too. I have room to improve, with the right therapy and medicine I should be able lead a normal life.
I Am A Real Living VAMPIRE video. I love this video, especially his eyes.
I'm awaiting for my result in my Neuropsychological exam
Hope I'm ok. If I have other diagnoses besides p.s.t.d. I will except it, and working on improving myself. I feel sad and scared at the same time.
Today it rained on me, when I was going to get my Neuro testing done.so I been wet. Today is my last exam for my Neuro exam. I will let you guys know what the results are.
They are my favorite vampire band.
I love them.
Humor is like lithium an anti depressant
Shinning like the crescent
Moon! It glows and heals
It brings strength and release
Remember to laugh
Laying down watching the sounds of death's sweet lullaby
Gently I move my head to cry
Looking for days where my soul can pass
Away into the wind
Like butterflies into the storm
I look forward to death
To be my lover
Inside my blankets my cover
To embrace me in the times of uncertainties
To let my soul be free to wonder in the field of daisies
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