PLAYING WITH DEMONS, GET ON YOUR KNEES AND REVEL

GOD MADE THE EARTH, BUT HE ALSO MADE THE DEVIL

DID HE ACCIDENTLY PUMP YOU UP TO HIS LEVEL?

Get it?

what

what

what

what

could be running through your mind?

how

how

how

how

do I reach the infinite divine?

where

where

where

where

would we go from there

who

who

who

who

will it choose, me or you?

Baby, did you see the light show we created?

Oh I could feel it, energies related.

The moon was out, thunder clouds raged.

Pretty Magic, sets you loose from that cage.

You told me you liked me, my style was fly.

I talked of you hair, your clothes, your eyes.

Curious words

Curious fate.

Our stories were too long delayed.

So where do I go from here? What's the next step?

We wait for a sign, and we wait till the death.

Moonglow

It really was that simple.

Too late now.And i'm starting to be very okay with that.Such a strange feeling, but we let it past.And now we deal with unforeseen aftermath.










I think people should embrace their sexuality much more.
I think people should grow up some more.
I think people should shoot guns a little more.


If you're going to fall, make it spectacular, before you hit the floor.









DON'T FUCK WITH ME ANYMORE.TOO MAGICAL: LET ME SHOW YOU THE DOORANGLES ARE SHOWING ME THE WAY NOWMAKING EVERYONE ELSE LOOK LIKE CLOWNSTOO MANY DEVLIS AROUNDAND I HAVE FOUNDTHAT THEY LOOK AND ACT THE SAME IN THIS HICK TOWN

DEVILISH VICESLIFE'S DEADLY SPICES
TAKE A GUN, LOAD A CLIPTAKE A SHOT, TAKE A HITAND WHEN YOUR HEAD EXPLODES DON'T WORRYIT WAS JUST A DREAM THAT WASMUCHTOOBLURRY








I deserve this weekend after this hellish week.
Let's make tomorrow night worth it.

Get rid of the No's in your life.

No No NO

ugly word, forceful verb

NO stifles creativity

NO kills ingenuity

NO is what they want you to say.

To live quietly.

In your world

of

NO

So you'll never actually know.

You'll never actually know.

FUCK NO.

Love

It's all a fucking dance.

Waltz every day, yes they stare, but what the fuck does it mean?

And what kind of person does my particular two step attract anyway...

Well shit, the options are growing by the day I GUESS.

But I never see anyone enough for my attraction, or their attraction to grow further than surface level.

But is it really worth re arranging my life for that?

NAHHHH.

LOVE LIST

-The one that got away.

-The one that was over before it started.

-The one who stopped growing with me.

-The one that haunts me.

-The one that God stole.

Not the greatest batting record.

But...to be young is to be bold.

SHOW THEM YOUR FLOW.

GOTTA GLOW.

TWO, THREE, FOUR IN A ROW.

AND KEEP PUTTING ON THAT SHOW.

Lets find one that can dance back.

Heavy heart.

I feel an awakening of sorts.

Rebirth,

Re: Earth.

Was it really worth...

I'll MAKE THESE RHELMS MY TURF.

William

Life needs to be termed with.

If that makes sense.

2:59amBenito

everything needs to be termed with

3:00amWilliam

Even terms.

3:02amBenito

balance

buti'm bad at it

3:04amWilliam

Balance is for trapeze artists.

3:04amBenito

yeah, but haven't you noticed that they rarely fall?

3:07amWilliam

But if they do, it's awful.

3:08amBenito

so where would you rather be? On the ground?

3:09amWilliam

Yeah. With access to airplanes.

3:10amBenito

haha

It'd be fun to balance on that wire, the danger would highten your senses to their limit and cause you to experience a slice of life many can't even imagine

but that fall is a nasty one

3:13amWilliam

Exactly. I'd play it safe most of the time.

3:15amBenito

I got the worst news today

That I am actually not in danger of getting kicked out of film school quite yet

Now my urgency is gone

plus I was looking forward to the experience of picking up the pieces of my life and making something new

3:17amWilliam

Benito, that's good news!

Having a path is good!

3:18amBenito

yes

i know haha

still, i was a little excited shrug

A fall was close.

Now what?

Passion.

Passion.

Passion.

It is what it is all fucking about.

And if you don't know, now you know nigga.

The XX get me through these nights.

Something is definitely in the air.

Air

Ensnare

Glare

Bare

Fair

Tell me baby, do you care?

Such curious stages, the beginning of this little flair.

Wednesday brings more time, curl your hair.

You know i'll be fucking debonair.

Will you continue to stare?

Locked up in that chair?

But we both know what we're thinking up there.

We're both pretty rare,

And we whana make those screams fucking blare.

Badder than a triple dare.

Had it with the gray mares.

It all became empty, boring air.

Come on baby, let me make you more aware.

NO ONE WILL BE SPARED.

You worth the fight?

SYNTHESIZE




Art will save the world.
Art will burn it up.

Sum is mathematical plural,
An ending comes: ø abrupt.

The next day.




My drunk posts make me sad.

With people the demons let me charm and have fun.

Alone they punish me for that.





Revealing.

I like being chased.
I gotta play this one right.













All a game.
99 problems bitches.

The things I see.

The things I believe.

Just so much.

But who is there to help?

Now it's me with the wall, but can't you see how much it hurt?

It hurt so bad, and it's not going away, as much as I wish.

I wish.

I'm convinced now.

I'm now.

I'm here.

I'm there, bare, and everywhere.

Come with me?

It's a long leap to take.

So I understand.

But I know that i'll never stop searching.

Because: TLWFYITE

And I hold on to that.

So much.

When my mind is here, then you know i'm real.

I can deal.

I can steal.

But will I steal for the real deal?

I don't know, I want too, but the distractions get at me.

And it's so hard to ignore when you know the possobilities are there.

But I really need someone to grow with, because it's too lonely to do this by myself.

Fuck.

I cause pain, and that pain just comes back around.

I need to deal with this, but I don't know how.

And as much as I try I know I can't solve this.

∂∂∂

I'm here.

I'm real.

I support.

I don't deport.

But I need to know that I can get it back.

Too much to ask?

Maybe.

Hmm.

But I'll keep looking,

Because baby, thats all I know what to do.

Good night world.

Tomorrow:

BULLET PROOF.

Yes. I feel good.

I'll knock on wood. But I feel good.


Yes, this will be interesting.

Very interesting....




Lets hope they save their soul.

A mili manifesto

the money is the method
nice cars and shiny things
Money takes you closer to sin,
Whatever that means
I know money puts me on my knees
Innocence dies when that money grows on trees

But then, what are we doing here?
We chasing our dreams.
Got images of Oscars, Tonys and color light flashing beams

Better watch out though, these are some powerful things
send your soul to hell but at least you got a beamer and some platinum rings.

People live die and idolize that all mighty dollar
plus it makes the girlies holla


Have you ever said money 100 times in a row?
no?
well I say its impossible, unless you want to see your soul implode
Your garden green, but nothing grows
But you're having fun right?
Saying, "I told you so"
Here I am mom, got cash to blow.

And so...
I'll keep grinding my feet
Loaning my time
Dulling my mind
And losing my beat




OH, but isn't that cash so SWEET!
Feel powerful wielding those dead presidents on demmand.
Hundreds, thousands, millions under your command.
It's a war out there, better arm yourself well.
General Grant and Andrew Jackson will serve under your green spell.
As you SLASH and KILL your enemies, Scarface in a Miami motel.




But I know one thing that will save you from hell.
BURN THAT CASH, don't breathe in that smell.
Or bury that shit, and if they ask, don't ever ever tell.
Bomb your bank, and have your wallet grow mold.
So that way when you grow old
And your story told
They'll say, "Money wasn't his only goal,
He made art from the heart, and he was bold,
But he wasn't a commodity to be bought and sold"

And those words right there are truely like gold,
They're the password to heaven
The taste of honey
And the smell of marigold.

So we have a choice to make, you , me, and the whole world.

WILL YOU SAVE YOUR SOUL?
OR KEEP YOUR FAT BANK ROLL?