Something I wrote for my pops when I released my second paper on the school publication.

………….no one to love, no one to care fpr
No one to talk to, no one to kiss her lips
No one to hold by her hips
No one to think about my calamity, my misery
No one but just grown up kids around

………………..

People believe in religions
Yet practically they deny them
When it comes to practice!
This is why I think vocational schools are better
Than other schools…because there
You DO what you are taught!
Customs, culture, society, religion
Are nothing but a self-imposed mode of self-deception, hypocrisy, lingering death.
Emily Dickinson wasn’t wrong when she called them: A narrow thing in the grass!!
A syllabus which is mainly humanities or pseudo-science.

Better get over the worries and troubles if you can

poison sometimes works better than elixir, man!

Better get over the worries and troubles if we can
poison sometimes works better than elixir, man!

Life bounces
like a ball.

About the horror that was 2008 and the hope that 2009 would be better.