Brainstorm.

Sometimes, I f you just sit back in your comfort zone, you can feel the whole world in a different way. Whether it be an old treehouse, or a fort you made in your room, or a zone that you can go to and just be safe.... Being in these areas of fantasties brings you closer to your childhood dreams. Childhood dreams are the most important party in terms of developing happiness. When one makes one's own childhood spirit to come out, one is happy.

Sit down and think. Just.... think. Let go of all mental standards you may have. Think of societal standards, and misguided illogical fantasies go from your mind. Immerse yourself in the wholeness of who you are. Not just the person you use all day long to make yourself pretend you are happy. Imagine the real you. Your soul. Your inner self.
Identify that core of you, and explore it. Do you have fantastical self side? Is it adventurous and happy? If you do find sadness, try to envision and imagine it escaping from its chains to give you more muscle in this time of need.

A glass of orange juice sure should hit the spot about now, now wouldn't it?

But, cmon, I can't be the person I want to be. At this point the pretense vexes my and contours my body and mindscape.

That would be ludichris. or anarchist? I always get the two confused?

I think as man becomes more miserable, he also becomes more self-aware. Suffering breeds a persons inner beckoning soul.

What's up with the vampire trend? It's so 90's. Ooooooh, look at me, I'm a frick frackin vampire. It doesn't matter. It's a glam-love story genre with a twist. Every romance movie ends the same, so I don't understand why that matters. Girls are stupid, because at guys at least have enough sense to not like romance movies. I mean, you put up with the lame jokes they have to tack along to "the mind-coaster of love-esque" series of moves that follow. HAve variety.

and by that I mean, add a couple of tragic things.

Barbie meets Prince Charming, they both get married, and then can't produce kids.

Ken and Marrisa get together, but Marrisa turns gay and leaves Ken.

Rocky and Bruce Lee get married, but they live an unhappy life due to the negative stereotypic homophobic town they are in, who have made them both  feel unwanted and socially scared.


Give me two shakes here, just here me out,
put the batters on the stage and get carry out,
because the sheep in the kitchen and the whistles on the stove and the bells in your nose and we all so gone

Eat it up
Put the sandwhich in yo mouf
Eat it up
Zip it up and pass it out
Eat it up stick your hands in the air
Wind it out and the the girls on the floor to pout
Eat it up, whit those feet up before they get gout.

My minds so far,
My love so sweet.
Can't bear it out
Can't skip the beat.

Lookin on the left but I'm swinging on the right,
Flying up but my stomach and my mouth gets tickely

Everybody knowwwwws

Paradigm mshmaradime. Market Capitalism, Reagonomics! Enjoy the knowlege on the summit.

Whats the difference between me and who I want to be?
Unhappiness, and that's a fact.

I feel like I miss the weird kid I used to be. Why can't I be as fly and as full of spunk as my kids-side.

I'm not tony stark, but that'd be nice.
It'd be nice to have any argument in the master-debate, which we call life.

I mean, I wouldn't mind being labeled "country" or "hick" or "hipster" or "punk" or "emo" or "a bitch", it wouldn't matter, as long as I would do a good job at being one of those lables. Good point, know?

Two thousand thousand beats are heard, in every slice of every word. and by the time you realize that we're on the same page,
It's be a dang shame becaues the master si away.

I want you to like me,
I want my sould to sing,
But I want my ring and my christ-a-mas things!

I'm so tired, so tired of pretending,

Because nobody is their true-self around their friends. Not entirely. Everyone is unique.

But at the same time, we always want to be something, and something extreme my friend.

The devil disguises the master devises a plan for us all.
and who knows and who? Because the rule is ah is...

Climb up abord, and ahhhh the bus in La beckons me!

I arrive in the streets, and I'm scared at the beats, all the ludichris things that they want me to be.
 I follow what everyone says to me and we go out the door and give me reason to be.


I would like to be in the city, where I can meet people. I feel like I am way too saturated by the people that I am around, that I forget how MANY people there are in cities. If I lived in the middle of any city, I would never see the same person just "around" twice! because you'd be saturated with people you DON'T know.

Expectations, I don't wanna hear it.
... but none of you do.

Just let yourself go and subcribe to me,
worship the things that I say.
Because we all know I'm not goodenough,
TO go the places we'll go.

Alive and we'll say to the the company that
nothing is right, its all wrong for you
But you feel the lake, and the lakes brown waters ands o
we can't even do what we want to do.

Go back to the house and the introduction and we'll get
to intro duce an intro duction which will sub
scribe our thoughts into our name and,
exersise the right to get wrong again.

Alive and we'll say to the the company that 

nothing is right, its all wrong for you

But you feel the lake, and the lakes brown waters ands o

we can't even do what we want to do.

sweep the mop on the floor,
as I breath and I inhale all the pollen from this flower.
stop and think if i'm ignored and 

you'll see all the pain which I have suffered. 

Diamonds fall, but humans fail.

Dry it up and put a cherry on top.
Nah? then forget it I'm done of this crop.
Let us rejoice, and fulfill our name,

then hold on together, lest you go insane.

Call it an antidote, or call it a smile, 

I'll give you and anticdote, you're bound to be like a child,

so happy to be so happy to see, 

but either way, we're too excited to be insane. 

Manifest. 

Now it's time for a lovely mind journey.

Close your mind and imagine the following scenario, evaluating each line as your read it.

Imagine yourself in a completely white room. Everything is white, the chair, the table, the doors. You feel very clean. You are wearing comfy clothes which make you feel as if you're back from a shower after a week of camping. They have pictures of your childhood favorite shows on the pants. You feel happy. Looking over, you see a bed with white sheets. You lay in it and it is so comfy. Beds which are not yours are always more comfy. You look back at the chair which you were sitting at, and you see your biggest fear. At first you are overcome with timidity. Then you are overcome with the realization that you are not scared. You can approach it impersonally. You can observe what it really is. Objects which we fear are always shadowed in terms of objectivity...

Eat it nerd.