MonzaJedidiah: June 2015

Friday, June 19, 2015

F E A R

Cold is the feeling

New dawn same meaning

Shred my guitar

Fuck Everyone And Riff

Praying is shredding metal

Press strings until pain

Screaming high kill the silence

Torn skin until blood

The Black is my truth

No disguise, no false release

Onside is the Darkness of soul

Warmth of reality, sword of rationality

Spit at Me, despise Me

My metal sound will destroy your ears

Shake your soul to realize your fears

Playing is living no room for tears

Expect

When you strike my open smile

Expect Justice from the Avenging Mile

Do not be surprised when I kill your sky

Inevitable bloodshed will drown your cry

Your cowardly courage so blind

Your actions conceived by the Bitch in your mind

Escape to your hole of moral pretension

Smug in your closed small world of retention

Regret your mouth distilled by weakness learned

Hatred you attract is well earned

Justice is a reckoning this ungodly world dreads

It is my Strength that will grind your soul ‘til dead

Tabula Rasa from the womb

Your state Your trail will be disgrace to the tomb

Eternity is the Master words lost in space

But the soul is the Counter engraved with trace

Expatriate

Step across oceans through air, until landed in the foreign lair

Closed circuit, distanced from civilization everywhere

Break the seal into Land anew, discover the stranger’s view

Crossroads so ancient, the new of shifting foundations and danger

Slammed realization, reality could be imprisoned hell

Restless non-conformity searching for a place to dwell

Destruction of tradition a holy act of freedom

Eradication of religion the greatest act of blessed sedition

Damned world with fear the prehistoric lingering desire

Nowhere the bastion of reason for liberty to aspire

Swimming in Galt’s tears as Man pathetically prays

No answer, so feel safe in stupid guise and mental suicide

Collectivists on the march delusional that government is the arch

Blinded by Plato’s pretense, don’t notice socialism is the evil half

Liberty so nearly claimed through The Constitution must remain alone

Expatriate everywhere as That Land remains in Mind until Man atones

Exhaustion Canyon

Will destiny combine to punish the not asleep time?

Destiny the entity of no form, just reality that came

Sometimes a bounce with leaps and a clear glance

Others when the hours feel like days in a tired trance

Confusion abounds with annoyance at the taught

For we’re schooled by command that life is a picture taut

Not the truth to be exact and it’s discovered on an exhaustive track

For when it goes against your grain it tires one’s brain

Through exhaustion canyon I feel the pain in its domain

Just suddenly awake it thrives when tiredness arrives

So to sleep, you know when it takes over your walking

You’ll find yourself not caring about anything but the pillow calling

But awake is punished by sleep that’s still famished

It climbs to tell that it’s not finished and is as mad as hell

Then sends the clouds to make you wish for slumber

The walls of the canyon always seem higher

Evita’s Legacy

Ends justify means, not a moral play

What to do if the world works that way?

Do to others is the well worn say

Victims of power, suffering day by day

Justice in its natural state is metaphysical

Its morality is engineered via the cerebral

Only the political can make that physical

What to do if the moral is subdued by the political?

Act according to the rules while holding principle

Justice for those exploited by the immoral

So help to power those whose conviction is your quarrel

Beware that you may be dealing with a devil

Find your hero; a woman, fanatically supporting the matter

All together, Milady is an atomic hammer ready to batter

Frightened men with the weakness of macho

They can’t bear the pain, need their daddy’s, macho’s woeful sorrow

Evility

Injustice is the death of divinity

Shouts into my mind to wake up sanity

Human fallibility writing laws which rule foolishly

Perpetual suffering despite an elixir is societal evility

Aching lives where symptoms attack chronically is penance

Hidden behind eyes longing for release from a sentence

Guilt through existence the crime of body dissonance

Little Elissa made me cry tears for unwillingness

Where to turn in a world where even the free are afraid?

That grip from the Dark Age perpetuated by minds in a cage

What would you do if your love was held hostage by a societal outrage?

Break the law and disrespect the rule, lifted by justices’ stage

Substances that conflict with societal mores

Outlawed by sanctimonious religious whores

Our support and humanity essential to those afflicted

Laissez faire, laissez passer is the humanistic track or be indicted

Evil Surrounds

Always distinct hammering, that cracking hateful sound

Emotion from evil’s towns, destruction above and underground

Hatred of the virtuous for being principled, so resentment sentiment

Concrete outcomes from abstracts imagined in hate filled merriment

Authors of the hate are Martin Luther’s heirs apparent

Actors of the hate State emulate Woden’s demon’s debauched parent

Attacking goal to complete the eradication triggered by the crucifixion

Aligned enemies across the ideological political lexicon

Neighbors pointing missiles chronically hostile

Neighborhoods of the calculating clash, how stupidly facile

March to war is the constant beat of humanity’s drum

Watch soldiers smile and people cheer, centuries of dumb

So, important to distinguish defense versus force

Initiator not the first to shoot but to attack of course

Side with those whose women live in liberty

Deny those who choose death over dignity

Evil Sacrifice

Old Men, the weight of sacrifice light

The game of life, death, and suffering excites

Always one more glorified fight

Human life cheap at the price

Population not stirred, personal cost is slight

Uniforms like video games at night

Blood never seen, never smelt

Wave the flag, what a pretty sight

Weapons made to end mankind

Keep the triggers from the irrational mind

World spiraling to midnight, track so tight

Miraculous cleaving to a vestige of rational might

Perhaps a deep subconscious recall

Maybe remembering Dark Ages of religion tall

Conscious awareness that reason torn is destruction born

Rational survival humankind’s only trail never forlorn

Evil Hides Happiness

When my soul dies day by day

Turning around is like having a body of clay

Stripped bare of defense against

No care about time now or hence

My eyes look and see black and white

Stark cracks in humanity is the blight

Pointless edge to everything in the light

Might as well laugh without joy, with a heavy heart

Where am I now that my life is a desert?

Abandoned by the angels and left without

My thirst without a drop to soothe

All around me the wetness I can’t touch oozes

Curses without blessings is a lopsided world

Evil that hides happiness is my punishment unearned

Sublime human nature is all I can climb

This long conflict, fights my mind and takes time

Evil Cloud

Steal my identity then attack my soul

The Evil Cloud surrounds my world

Destroy the day, no sunlight to smile

Neither is there night, this fight takes a while

Sadness my constant companion, layers of an onion

No happiness, no love, pay the price lonesome

Hating the hand that reached out

Reject its colors of sky with white

Oppress your forgotten Son, emotions of the damned

Questions raised unanswered, no turning around

Faith, the emotion of the stupid

Vacuum left only filled with my mind

Tortured being, hating my sensitive aching

Revealing my strength instilled by forging

I hate my strength when no tears possible

I love my strength when the burden impossible

Evil Evan

Open arms

Welcoming smiles

Warmth of love

Eyes of death

Promise of life

Armed conviction

Talons out

The trap is sprung

Emotionalism crashing into mind

Illusion of a mirage you will find

Fascist believers

Sacrificial human lambs under cleavers

Mind left at the door a crisis

Shield of self-esteem rises

The resistance of will

To the entity of evil

Eva Maria

Wrap me in your golden glow

Let me feel love so my heart will flow

Silence is the curse of the damned

In your soft golden hair I want to land

Where may I find my Eva Maria?

Her heart so gentle, her spirit on fire

With conviction forged in poverty

She lifted herself with inspiring alacrity

So many detractors ready to destroy

Her destiny they craved to be Helen of Troy

She cried inside with conviction purity for the hopeless

Acted with love in a saintly surge to soothe their soreness

Eva Maria went early from life

Her concert of beauty touching all dimensions of strife

Her truth was accomplishing within the realities that held

Her mind, that feverish light, gave love and endures

Europe

Rising sounds from the European earth crashes

Smell of blood soaked soil from Their ashes

Mask of European humanness slips

Revealing smiling Satan’s lips

Infection once more

Martin Luther virus to the fore

Guilt gone was weaker than the Libel fiction

Chosen’s Land now the Justification

Smiling Hordes of the Moon

European’s welcome in ecstatic swoon

United in hatred for The Chosen

No pretense now onward to Frozen

Falsity of Values married to unite against Claim

Seeking to sacrifice The Chosen through blame

Hark! The Children do not go quietly to slaughter

But fight to win to smash the marauder

Euphoria

Cannot evade her enticing grip all through ya

Her indelible name will seduce ya, Euphoria!

Enveloping your blood as it rushes in a flood

Capturing your mind as filled with coffee grinds

You can walk on water, your imagination runs wild

Happiness gushes in a world of rose-tinted color

But in your mind those sad recesses flicker

Remind you that your heaven is brief, merely a snicker

Moving to the end that sugary flow

Delicious taste for minds that crash but glow

To reach again for the mind shifting state

Calculate your cost for every pleasure has a rate

Sobriety of nature wondered by the tearful of Mankind

Not wired to accept the realities of gravity

Forced to the straight-edge or self-destruct

Find your Euphoria in emotions, your mind construct

Escape To Liberty

Liberty to choose, to free your mind

Break from religion and superstition, those blinds

Wreck the structures of mysticism, jailer of mankind

Freedom from fear releases your happiness, the greatest find

Break traditional structure, the room of captivity

Destroy the pathway to conformity

Reject sleep that stealer of creativity

Daydream and let your seam of light rise to infinity

Evil words of I can’t, the toxic wish of failures

Surrender to nothing, that negligence is death of the dream aperture

Sacrifice of energy finds leeches of fear

They will tear your soul to shreds and spit you out into the air

Guard your love for those that deserve the worth

Your ethics of liberty are hated on this earth

Laugh in the face of attack for hater’s minds know their tongue lies

Your worth is your liberty, to think, to deserve happiness; ARISE!

Ephemeral

Standing before you bare

Sensitive soul open to declare

Of no gender but a soul to care

Easy to touch to bruise so stare

Innocence so naïve inviting hate

But guilty not at all in this state

Purity of beauty open warm

Being of no color no creed no harm

Relative is the time in touch

Mankind deserving not much

Alas still the urge to bully

Cowards of Man intent to sully

Sublime human nature sadly alone

Mankind mean so blind to atone

No feeling no resonating to soul

Being of love ephemeral - hides not bold

End

Wrenching layers of soul

Emptiness of vacuum filling

Sadness with nowhere to go

Listen to the laugh of evil

Bloodied fingers scratch out

Tearing at the wall of silence

At the ceiling of rejection

Self-centered narrow humanity

The wound nurtured from dawn

Prayers to stone

Only the stillness left

Nowhere to go

The end is no solution

The pain of the end being renewal

Reborn stronger

But the cry still trapped asunder

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Empty World

The stillness of an empty world without smiles

Sounds of machines with blips for miles

How big is an asylum when you’re condemned to be invisible?

Does it crash your heart when love’s reality is dissolvable?

When the innocent die, struck by the pain of starvation

Do you realize the significance of emptiness through deprivation?

Nothing can stop the reality of time and the universe’s inevitability

Apparently the world is filled with humanity

Are you struck by the holistic or smug within your narrow comfort?

Do you believe in a benevolent divinity or have a deistic affinity?

Question your crutch for happiness for reality rejects sanctity

The conceited barrier of the smug create the empty world velocity

Sympathy for the empathizers for they feel for the emptiness

Mental illness discerned for those who live within the empty world?

They hurt and can see beyond their sphere

So where does sanity live, in pretense or in the atmosphere?

Empty Side

The dust can be heard in the quiet as it settles on either side

Reality always stalks, embarrassment is not its divide

Wish and hope that today was the last empty side

Don’t think back about others more worthy cast aside

If the maker is the taker, why this mean solitary tide?

Power used as in abused is evil more so than Mister Hyde

Forsaken in an isolated field, stood behind walls

Sounds are made, but no reply, so how ugly the sound of the calls

Prison is not only within walls confined

It also exists when the jailer is your mind

How to escape the agonizing error, cannot be solved with prayer

This snared human soul is reality’s prisoner

The end of loneliness is always death for you can be tortured no more

But death is no answer or solution, it is destruction for sure

Suffer your mind and cry for more to endure

One day you will smile as freedom flies and solitary is no more

Emptiness

My soul is but a shell

Nothing resonates within this hell

Bereft of warm embrace

Cold fingers clutch but leave no trace

Time without meaning moves

Clock on the wall proves

Emptiness alas sucks away essence

Dark depths of dissonance

Mind then emotions conflict

Cracked shell nothing didactic

Frozen reach so silent scream

Suffer the damned unable to dream

No awakening is the view

Emotional gutter is the pew

Resist remember I am human too

Vestige of self esteem shining through

Emotionalist

Temperature rising react by feeling

Collision with reality demands responding

First the more of Emotionalist primitive mind

Second the reason of civilized kind

Bring the world down to scratch in the dirt

Blood flows so thick Emotionalist brings hurt

Struggle against that vacant lot mind

Or it will bring an End to Mankind

Slow severe unsmiling assault

Mindless achievement of goals by default

Nimble quick athletic evasion

So not to be swept up by that mindless equation

Stronger by force are the Emotionalist hands

Stronger through mind are the reasoned stands

Endurance exhaustion will claim Emotionalist humankind

Allowing the reasoned to win to free Mankind

Emotion Ice Age

Where are the smiles?

The love for long miles

The angels weep as sadness sweeps

Salt water in my soul, I’m condemned to keep

Don’t look into my eyes too deep or you’ll see sleet

Long winter of loneliness that never peaks

An emotion Ice Age, love is a frozen wreckage

Raise my world with a warm soul; fiery leverage

Surrounded by columns of faith, where intellectual death resides

Their love is sacrificial, the essence of emotional suicides

Do I surrender in desperation for their love, the highest price taker?

It will decimate all values, protection’s undertaker

They hate those standing on love that is the truth

So endure the cold for without principle you can’t be soothed

Forever remembered, for no matter what, suffering scars

But when truth finds you, the suffering matters no more than the stars

Emmet

To reach out, but who is there in truth?

And if an answer is “me” then, ain’ vero?

No matter in Latin or any language scenario

“Do you mean it?” is the essence of veracity

Seeker of truth inherent in youth

When is that corrupted for a wink with a nod to become accepted?

My soul cries out for love in truth

Purity to bare one’s soul to another without worrying about a dagger

I sigh in the middle of the night with only cold at my side

Better harshness of loneliness than the deadly fire of a black widow

But some will rather lay down with a lie than suffer for truth

For what if the beginning is nothing but in the end they say “I mean it”?

Risking death for love is an old crusade that romantics will never put in the shade

But truth, is the only bedrock that never needs an excuse, only an oath

Inspire me with honesty and integrity for then there will be justice

The words “I mean it” with action thru’ passion will fire eyes burning with truth known as love

Electric Walk

The band of life in your walk ties

Music of thunder your moving thighs

Stride your mesmerizing manner, my sighs

Liz Hurley’s walk destroys

Women of the world unite the electric walk

Your Sister personifies the language that men talk

Dress and make up your femininity to kill

Sashay your way to conquering those you will

Mothers propel your daughters to sexual victory

Masculine minds are wired for feminine audacity

Be gone the shrinking violets of perspicacity

Divine the electric walk that even shreds veracity

Elegance in life is what gentlemen think about

Anna Wintour of fashion devout

Finishing school how to sit and be

You’ll not be sorry, you’ll see

Electric Buzz

Regret definitely no, I killed those that had to go

Inanity they accused me with, but to that I say no

Whose perspective is this morality’s justice?

Standards dictated by those who after power lusted

Guilty pleas are for those afraid of metaphysics

Insanity will allow escape from the danger of electrics

A solemn chair that sits alone connected to the power grid

In that room the ghosts live and won’t be rid

Minds of terror prior to my ending their error

Nothing fairer as I tended to my task of murder

Great minds of the past linked to my horror

Into one we’d fuse as spirits elite connected thru’ the chair

So don’t cry, sympathize or empathize, just euthanize

The sounds of the electric buzz will be a prize

Colors of blue with shades of white as eyes cast down like the momentary light

Say hello new world, the breath of relief you sigh is only temporary respite

Edge

On the edge of my skin

Mind stretches to begin

Screeching grinding mind

Stretching my soul to find

Lost to the world

In a universe that cannot unfold

Deal with the dilemma

Reality moving without a stammer

Reach for your core

Unbending mind will control the roar

Afraid to let go

Crush that fear break the tow

Spin out in wild freedom

Discover Identity wreck conformity

Revolution of Self essential

Or fall from the height of the J-curve dimensional

Eastwood Moments

Mortality grips, rips and strips to your bedrock

Would you look God in the eye and not flinch?

“Go on punk, make my day” said the ‘Wood

Pulling the trigger would do justice in the ‘hood

Million Dollar Baby, a cry from Sexy to humanity:

Let me die with dignity, for this is death while breathing until infinity!

But fear trips the world, indictment is lack of morality

So Clint moves and the heroine is soothed infinitely

To Savannah where the moss hangs low

American pain and history in tow

Polite company with paid for Serenity in The Garden

Shots ring out but secrets will keep until justice’s retribution

Cowboys of style, into space is every boys dream race

Older hero’s of the day, heroes with grace

Clint climbs to the top and saves the earthly Jewel

The way it ought to be, good sincere and surreal

Earthly Strain

We are organisms of this planet

Mother Nature decrees health or dammit-not

Constantly attacked by virus or creature

Our own immune system can be a virulent torture

The human mind so profound, our saving grace in the fray

Aristotle’s Lyceum teaching Man to think not pray

This idea of use to Darwin, unravelin’ somethin’ startlin’

Without which we would not have immunobiology darlin’s

Life’s irony is the chocolate around our poisoning cherries

For these indomitable pathogens also protect our merry derrières

But oh the strife from infection’s bite

Condition misery from no antigen allergic respite

Is this callous humor from a deity that takes curious delight?

Or a champion of Nature that ensures a balanced fight?

Those that endure this contest felt will baulk at this thought

But be happy that Aristotle taught thought

Each Day

Each Day the battle is fought

Every minute the heaviness in thought

Energy pulled from the center of souls

Earmarked for the solitary demons from hell

Shake the world so deep in self-centered crisis

Disrespected individual lives viewed as worthless

Only power regardless of source respected

Collectivist sacrifice of human life executed

Sorrow of loneliness the individualist’s chains

Evil of the mob sniffs out then claims

Moral cowardice the virus undermining truth

Materialistic greed forfeiting truth for the uncouth

Truth known by a morality standing on its own

Hated for the ability to be strong alone

Morality of rational self-interest, where love is highest

Love conditional, of want not need, in the individual invested