Absurd

I Know It Sounds Absurd But Please Tell Me Who I Am; 

 And Oh Holy Israel Holier Than Thou... Within Without Relax Its just poetry Well Knock it off! It scares me But This is what i do ...this is...what... Im good at this And by God Within Without....  Clout And by the way I would hate me Too And they Should And as it should be .....Within Without Dont blame me Blame God Instead; Hes the one Who made me Five foot nuthin... Not me ! I would have made me Big and tall Instead ....and Right Said Fred .... I would have made me Beautiful Talented ....Lovely.  ...Strong ...... But then Oh the irony; Then there Would be no struggle And then They might love me For those.... things ..... So you see You just cannot win Really Either way... WITHIN WITHOUT And a petulant jew And i wouldnt hire me too.....  And though small as a flea They're dead If they mess With me The gods will get them Either that Or God Almighty .... No strugglle .....no pain no gain.....AND WITHIN WITHOUT... And we were... Talkin' Bout The space Between And Talkin' Bout My generation.... Back When i was young Still not Havin' much Fun Then as now Within Without.... Of Holy Israel And The Freedom Of Celebrity Say Anything You Want Say Anything You Will ..... Reveal All.....  And He Will Come Again And Just Don't Offend The Left You Are Controlled.... I Know It Sounds Absurd But.....

And Inside The Mirror.....

 

Aol/Sent

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    And inside my mirror.....

  Lives the beasts

  Spying on me

  More than the government 

  More than the Deeper State

  They keep me inline

  "Keep yourself alive"

  They are in no ones imagination

  And that much

  I know......And The Sourcerors Told me....and from long long.....   ago

  And

  "Dont listen to me...at your peril"

  And when i walk into room

  Theyre always all making fun

  Of me ...and

  Sometimes  Right to my face

  But not always

  Sometimes

  Cleverly

  Behind the scenes....veiled with screams....

  But it was me

  Who killed Epstein

  And jfk

  And John Wilkes Booth 

  Too..... And John Wayne was gay ...Great American hero.... Greatest American ever...you little fag...I installed 2 way mirrors at his pad in Brentwood and i was appalled and i saw it all ...and the Letters from Paul to the New World !! Way up in the sky metallic gleaming super high...prestige...and way bigger...and better than you...and me...

  And before i was even born

  I was down in Cuba

  Tryin hard

  To press all the buttons

  Baby

  Burn baby burn

  Burn the whole shit-house down

  And much like

  What the Lizard King said

  Before he was arrested

  And taken away

  Cop kill a creep

  Pow

  Pow

  Pow

  A creep who tells it all

  A creep like me...

  Now Lord

  Look what you have done

  Way back then when you let them

  And my family too

  Be cruel

  To me

  You want me to love...pray...and forgive...

  Huh.

  Well...

  Who forgives me ..????

  The dark spirits in my mirror..... they do and indeed...

  They Are my only friends 

  And i will unleash me

  And them

  And North Korea too

  To burn all of you...and YOURS...

  YOU want me to love pray forgive???

  Yes you command me

  And still

  At the end of the day;

  No one

  Loves me...

  All they all ever do

  Is know

  My plight

  And yes they all do

  "Use it against me"... and laugh...

  But

  Now

  I have nothing left to steal

  Steve...

  Adam and Eve...

  Im now taking out Iran

  And power plants...

  And Nbc claims

  Im losing in all the polls

  And as usual

  But eventually 

  Nothing

  Stops

  Me...

  Nothing left to take

  But plenty left to

  Bake

  Nothing left to lose

  So anytimes

  Good

  To

  Snooze

  Tom...

  And oh how i see

  And more than just

  Up on the big screen...

  How God

  Just aint messin around...

  With me

  He will have people lie

  And even lie in court too

  Against me

  To prove to me

  Oh how he is there

  And he doesnt want me

  Watching pornography

  And or

  Doing horrible

  Unspeakable things

  Done to me...

  Youve made your point God

  Youre just like all the rest

  Nobody

  Really

  Loves

  Me

  Do they ?

  A crown of thorns

  Upon your head

  Is what you'll get

  And you'll be dead

  But in glory

  To live in Heaven forever

  Or something like that

  I tried to be happy here

  I wanted to just be happy here...

  And Marry Cindy or Tania or Lisa or Brandy

  But you just wouldnt let me be  

  Free

  ...free will

  We all think we got it

  But we all

  Have nothing...

  So long as our own

  Families

  Hate

  Us....

  But Blake

  Can rate us

  For he knew

  He was

  In a mortal race..... and against me .....though he really couldn't see ...and though he really wasn't sure... he just knew; There was something there...nothing he could revel....

  Death defying dare-devil

  Fate !!!

  About face

  The Supreme Race...

  They call out

  Again and again

  So superior

  Suffered better

  And more

  Than most 

  The West Bank !

  The Gaza Strip !

  The West Bank 

  The Gaza strip !!

   Jesus must return

  He knows his place 

  So move your

  Inferior ass 

  And have some class

  
  

  We'll kick you Lass

  And take your gas

  Three way tie

  For last....

  
  

  And 60 years ago

  My very same

  Mirror

  Absorbed

  The Sourcerors

  And spit them out

  The 3

  Not the 12...... So at night ....alone i pray ....Lord please make it all go away ....bring back yesterday though it was never good at all ....and I Spot the Lord so all alone and in his office...a half clock ticks...as he counts invoices ...receipts...invoices...receipts....and he says so sorry Klause... but i cant go on forever...YOU WON...!! I'M giving this to you ....all.... and i found myself naked and on the ground trying to reassemble an ancient clock ....that i must decode it won't erode ....thats when i discovered that...i was right in the middle of one of those empty voids...in the Universe...so far away from anything...that all i see is black... God oh Lord ...please bring me.....back.... and but He gives me the whole Shaboo-Shebang...The Chocolate Factory ....Do you wanna wear short hair and work there ...daily grind ...dressed nice ...or go with me to the evil death show...and ressurrect the past...back when long hair and heros shot their mouths off and took their clothes off ...dressed only in Loin...celebrate the groin.... and what i heard at the concert i remember was; "We have a future...!!!" Come be and stay....with.... The Sourcerors ....""!!
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• The "Sourcerors" March 10 ... 2026... 

The Ballad Of Blake Douchebag

Its just all about

• Finding Blake dead

  And in The Greenhouse...

  
  

  Legacy

  Can't stop

  Me

  And Tania getting married

  Might hurt

  A bit

  But in the longrun

  Its all part of Gods plan

  And on that day

  Blakey

  Didnt see

  Me

  Comin' nor goin

  Nuthin was showin

  No warnings

  He thought he was gonna be

  Or already

  Was

  Some big hot shit shot

  Change the world

  Yet

  Marry a girl too

  And have a kid

  So normal

  But i made sure

  Each day

  When she turned onto her street

  She would see my name

  By God

  Lit up in fame and near Sepulveda tame 

  Yet

  Down

  In flames....and spoiler alert; the ariola and all controlled by Geffen and Motolla ...and Luke Skywalker too ...a mere movie  some pathetic liberal masturbated out.... yes ...probably stole it all from some little unknown conservative bathed in preservative... trying to cure with raw garlic but only odor and farts emerge and on display...the cancer...it doesnt go away...and prayers to Gods who betray... yes

  Blake sits all alone...

  And raises the barrel

  He knows hes just another

  Thief

  All stolen

  From me

  Yet he does not know my name

  Or does he?

  But i know that God knows

  And the devil too

  And another Elon

  One million years

  From now...and through and through...

  They run it

  Again and again

  And its always the same

  And small as a mouse

  And Blake always

  Ends up dead

  And in

  A greenhouse...

  And i look back

  And i see all

  The glitches

  Wrymes with

  Mitch's

  At the conclusion

  Of that Perot sticker chase...and on Election day...

  He gave it all away..

  And i barely knew him

  But he knew i must be stopped

  But there aint no stoppin

  For i always got it poppin

  Superior in Poem

  And muse

  Not that pesky little

  Louse

  They all claim

  But a robot pure

  Gleaming supreme

  And she wore

  A nice red

  Blouse

  And blake

  Ended up dead

  And all the same

  And in

  The

  Greenhouse.........        Part 2 ; "The Rose"....

  And here come

  The men in black

  With their questions 

  "Who are you working with?

  And

  What do you know

  And

  What did you see

  And

  When did you see it

  And

  How did you do this?

  And i told them

  All i did was buy a fish tank

  Aquarium

  And all the little

  Fishies

  They better worshop

  Me

  Or else...!!!!!!

  And they keep signing

  Those

  3 piece bands

  Again

  And again

  And trying so hard

  To get

  At ME

  and make me 

  Give up

  Make me quit

  And or spill the beans

  But Blake is still dead

  And

  Nonetheless

  And i spot a beautiful white horse

  And tania got a divorce

  While Cindy gets pregnant

  So in panic

  She must come

  To 251

  And visit me

  She parks on the corner

  Her childish sticker

  Is half gone

  And faded

  Bummer

  We never

  Dated...

  But the drugstore screams my name

  To any and all

  Who drive by

  Some get this matrix

  And some just die

  Never knowing

  Never spotting the glitches

  As do i

  I saw her

  Little white car there

  And i cower away

  And drive down to Hermosa instead

  And i might as well

  Be dead

  And on this beautiful day

  1987

  Heaven

  Or hell

  And its all the same

  So fucking lame

  Round and round

  We go Groundhog day

  And God just laughs

  And theres always this rumor

  He only loves and forgives those

  With

  That sense of humor

  And

  Oscar nudges me violent desperately

  Trying

  To wake me up 

  But it does little use

  My muse

  Is revenge

  Now

  Justice depends

  Now

  I have few

  Friends now

  And i dont even care

  You just stare

  I write so good it shakes the air

  Rattles the screen

  And blows up

  Like a 911 call

  A haunted

  Doll

  And a huge war

  In Iran

  All started by me

  And my tense and angry

  Explosive

  Energy...and thats why those few wise spot me and try to throw the book...but all they got is lies....and her thies  look you in the eyes...and cut you down to size...and you think you're havin fun or in crypto they call it funge but it was ME who invented Grunge...and lying on my back the only happy hack is sinning badly magazine reliving a violent rape scene try to pray try to hide....break on through to the other side content that they were cruel now happy to be the fool ...and where i and or you...can do ...  anything.... and a word to the wise ... and all the A & R ; Peace on Earth from all the battle cries...

  And Craig gets cancer and dies

  He dared

  To tell lies

  About me...but and

  The long arm of the Law

  Is coming too

  For thee

  All controlled by me

  For i

  And i alone

  Am the only one

  Here

  Alive

  Not any

  Of

  You !

  So important

  Is I

  James tries to insult

  It gets a limited result

  And i am gone

  Barely

  Remembered

  At all

  In

  Reality...

  But a huge Star

  To me

  Myself

  And i....

  And the Men in black just laugh

  Dont bother

  To arrest

  Or anything

  Nowhere

  Is

  My

  Name....  and Love is just a flower and it strikes that lonely pose...the repose....the Rose...

  Yes...

  This is all

  Just

  A simulation 

  That i dreamed up

  One day

  Was it 1977

  Or 1967

  Soaked in acid

  Youre all placid

  Vapid

  But its all about me

  I am

  Interesting you

  See....AND 

  In a World Gone Mad

  You all worshop

  ME

  Not  Christ

  Not Satan

  666

  Nor the God

  Or government

  All of your minds

  Are

  For

  RENT....

  And i dream

  Of buying a house

  Mortgage

  And with a little white pet mouse

  That i can feed to a snake like Mitch

  Or maybe Perot

  A faded sticker now

  And its so windy

  And much like 

  Cindy...

  A beautiful  day

  But its all infected

  By this one huge louse 

  And Blake

  Just stays lying dead

  And

  In the Greenhouse 

  And we all are

  Our own

  Parasite 

  An empathy graveyard

  Where

  There is no sanctuary

  No sanctuary

  No sanctuary

  Logan...

  The God put us all here

  With evil

  And a game

  We must survive....a test and with a lower case T...

  Some smile and thrive

  But they are

  The good looking

  And or tall

  They rule it all

  Or just

  The dumb and happy

  Or the lucky

  And or

  The strong.....The Rose......
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