The Awful Reality: Dog Fighting And Animal Abuse

A Small Video I Made Defending American Pitbull Terriers And Condemning Those Who Abuse Them.

A Glimpse Into

[A Doubting Mind...]
Lately I reflect on my thoughts, Detesting my loss.
Pain is intersecting my pulse, Rejecting the cross.
I turn & I toss. In shadows solely silhouettes' walk.
Why learn from a loss? Most only further my cause,
Discerning my God,Truth, wills to burn the facade.
Reversing the fraud! Proof? Children learning Jihad.
Cursing at Yahs' Ways! I guess I'm destined to fail.
Cause half the preachers now days got heaven for sale.
Is it meant to be veiled? All ancient scriptures abused,
Missing the clues. Satan depicts you as fools.
Christian & Jews, Muslims, Steady killing each other.
Foolish & Brood, brothers, always filling the structure.
I'm taking cover. The blindfold lifted from eyes,
I see a six threefold as a rift in disguise.
Glimpse in my mind. Take a trip through the grip & the lies,
I'll show you where the will provides & submission subsides.
Imprisoned in time, Deities are running switches to wires.
A prism of ire. The Almighty's lighting twigs in the pyres.
His signatures vile. History got the intergers filed.
While our minds stay limited like a min'ature childs.
Compile the facts. Locked, the revivals intact.
I'll free the souls the Qu'ran & the Bible entrapped.

[A Mind Made Up...]
This experience, I'm feeling is, Completely new.
It's serious, you hearing this? I will treat you to,
A whole new world, opened, In front of my eyes,
I watched it unfurl, spoken, Shunning my pride.
As cunning as guys, with hunger, Hunting to live.
Running with knives in jungles, Touching their ribs.
Something to give to kids, The essence of life.
A living God? I was taught, that's the presence of Christ.
But my insight, in hindsight, tells me I'm right.
I finally see, what clarity, & silence is like.
Violence is might, for me. The rest in chains,
Expect the reign. No need. They're best enslaved.
My end refrain, re'lize, that you accept lies.
You've been denied, detained, while the ubermensch strives,
For the Truth...

[My Minds Future...]
Let the, savage escape, The beast within,
What's the matter with rape? There's a peace in sin,
It's a grief within, Just relieve the urge,
You were only taught myths & deceived by words,
Telling me, "Jesus first in dreams & works",
...I'd rather live alone & plant my seeds on earth
You need to search knowing, History provides,
All the truths you need to make the mystery subside.
...Assist your pride, with sex & murder spree's,
Where's logic? If all you heards believed,
Absurd to me how people, Are still living in chains,
"Love brings heaven, sinning brings flames!"
It's a joke. Rather that it's solely a hoax,
Who speaks truth? Not me? Only the popes?
Lonely with hope, it leaves you, burning inside,
If you wanna be free, live the words in my rhymes.

Nihilism

I know it's sorta cliche... for me to say something caught up in hate,
Or display the same nothing that you 'oughtta embrace..
It's that plain nothing I absorb to this day,
Like it's forced & encased, Can't avoid or escape..
& Every things destroyed in its' rage,
Simply tortured & chained,
To ensure its' domain with some insurance or claims,
& what we sought to arrange becomes the cause of our pain,
It's nauseating can't enjoy what you taste,
It takes over your brain, nearly makes you insane,
Like putting dope in your veins or lacing hope in your faith,
It's a hoax with a face.... Artwork in a case,
It's trading fortune & fame, for a purse in exchange,
& Your purpose & fate become a servant of hate,
I can't possibly word what I observed to relate,
When your logic's disturbed, and your reason's absurd,
& the demon that lurks is just your reason at work,
You can't believe & it hurts, what you believe in is worse,
That there is no truth you can't believe in the word,
With Belief at its' end the Nihilism begins...
Just listen to the wisdom I submit in your heads,
I've~experienced everything I wrote & you read(red),
Like an ocean, that drowned my emotions to death,
You can't cope with the stress... all hope is repressed,
And fatigue starts building as you focus on rest,
See the creed you're approaching is provoking in jest,
Thought the path went straight... but instead it went left,
Cause you can't really measure what's left...
When you find that you have no form, of measurement left,
But still you grow worn as it's pressing your chest
No one warned you'd be born as a prisoner kept...
In a caged cell with the visions you dread,
Thought you'd pillage the village but found a kingdom instead..
And you've been found by the king & his men,
They bring death & descent, to everything you defend,
So I present to you nothing, it can't represent,
Nihilism when it calls & it hopes to be friends

I Am Who Is Not

I am the truth that untruths itself.
I am the logic that leads to chaos.
I am the temple of the night, whose god is despair.
Rejoice all ye who are heavy burdened.
I have come to release you from all hope.
I am the truth that untruths itself.
Speak to me my beloved, of all the things you love.
Of the sweet destinies,
and the gentle dream that embraces you.
One gentle kiss from me -- the illusions vanish,
And the quiet enclosed garden becomes a desert.
I am the logic that leads to chaos.
The effect that has no cause.
I am the nothing that nothings.
The sleepless eye stands before thee.
I roam the world, testing the base of idols -
They shatter before my gaze.
I am the temple of the night, whose god is despair.
Behold! The beast rampant.
The son of Pan* -- the bringer of despair.
The plague beyond cure.
O hectic souls, rushing to and fro,
Making a world in which you can live.
Casting a smile upon the flux,
And exclaiming, "I see that it is good."
I am the nothing that nothings.
My heart called to god once,
But in his silent response - gave me license,
To find the god within.
Not the god who says, "I am that I am."
But his shadow, who says -
"I am who is not!"

*Pan: Roman god of wild, unstructured nature.