Whats coming through is alive,
Whats holding up is a mirror,
Whats singing songs is a snake,
Looking to turn my piss to wine.

They're both totally void of hate.
killing me just the same.

The snake behind me hisses
what my damage could have done
my blood before me begs me to open up my heart again

and i feel this coming over like a storm again

venomous voice tempts me drains me bleeds me leaves me cracked and empty drags me down like some sweet gravity.

I am too
connected to you
to slip away, fade away
days away i still feel you
touching me, changing me
and considerately killing me

happy new year

The 'alien' alien

There must be some interesting way of depicting an alien without it being just a distorted version of some known organism. The common depiction of the alien is an elongated human being, standing on it's rear legs, 2 eyes, a mouth and a large brain. It doesn't really seem alien to me. Just as God's are not Godly enough "We deny God as God.". Turns out we also deny that the alien is alien.

Progress!

a warning

if only blogging didnt take up so much time

Clutch it like a cornerstone

Otherwise it all comes down

saturn ascends

comes round again

for one, for ten

ignorant to the damage done

wear the grudge like a crown

desperate to control.

big ass tanks

Just to show how big the iron giant kv-ii was, i juxtaposed it with the tiger ii, which was one of the heaviest tanks back in the day.