rebirth

fear , panic and laughter, the three signs of insanity. pain, agony and slaughter, the three signs of our humanity. violence and glory seem to be going hand in hand. misery and sob story, is working like a charm from a wand. obsession and addictions is every mans inside tale. astrologers on speed dials for quick prediction, are available in market for sale. focus is laid so deeply in creating a lie to keep people out of the emotional zones that control the mind. layers of deceit add to the image pie, the end result is a split personality that acts like a child. what will a government do with a nation full of gags with gas? the future looks like a explosion seen from the satellite parked in grass. all this madness needs to be conducted like jazz, else our internal systems will collapse in a giant mass.

is there anything worth keeping of mine? given by this body i call my shrine? nature sometimes talks to me, gives me hints and signs, that i must continue in my efforts and must'nt resort to resign. talent comes easy so i speak in between line i waste time on cheap thrill loaded royal dine.  i have so far tried not to whine throughout this process of getting a shine. but now all thoughts must be constructively used to refine. creativity is a tool not to be left in confine. i can only try as hard as i can to accept limitations and yet redefine the emotions ones goes thru being in pine imagine if chances came in packs of cats life- nine! if the people i assumed hate me,  start to act coy and benign.  if brute force mellowed and no one glared their canine, if all the mosquitoes would vanish and there was no need of quinine. won't such a life be rosy happy and simply sublime? if i just waived my hands and flashed my pearly statin...