IRC-Galleria

kirppu etsi kotia ja soitti kirppujen asunnonvälitystoimistoon.

välittäjäkirppu: "Asunnonvälitys"

kirppu: "tarttis löytää uus kämppä"

välittäjäkirppu: "meillä olis Juha Miedon parta vapaana"

kirppu: "otan sen"

--- viikon pästä---

välittäjä kirppu: "miltä on uusi koti tuntunut?"

kirppu: "ihan kiva mut oon vitun jäässä, kun tää äijä hiihtää kokoajan"

välittäjäkirppu: "No meillä olis tarjolla tällänen edustusasunto.. Matti Vanhasen munakarvat"

kirppu: "Kuulostaa hyvältä, otan sen"

--- viikon päästä ---

välittäjäkirppu: "miten oot viihtyny?"

kirppu: "muuten kyl hyvä, mut oon taas tääl Juha Miedon parrassa"

Pellolla mökki
mökissä Matti
Matissa syöpä
(lalalallallaa)

Tuvassa sanko
sangossa paskaa
paskassa verta
(lalalallallaa)

Here are the young men,
a weight on their shoulders
Here are the young men,
well where have they been?
We knocked on doors
of hell's darker chambers
Pushed to the limits,
we dragged ourselves in
Watched from the wings as
the scenes were replaying
We saw ourselves now as
we never had seen
Portrayal of the traumas and degeneration
The sorrows we suffered
and never were freed
Where have they been?

Weary inside, now our hearts
lost forever
Can't replace the fear
or the thrill of the chase
These rituals showed up the door
for our wanderings
Opened and shut, then slammed
in our face
Where have they been?

Now, let us build upon this issue
If the Highway to Heaven is narrow, then sinners acts as fat tissue
And as one can see, I have no space!
But I remain on the positive scale-weight of the galaxy
What, you wanna fix fallacy?
You can run around the world twice chasin' chastity
What in the Hell possessed you? Don't you know I am Cannibal?
That means when I'm rhyming that I get down to the bone gristle
I start lickin' my fingertips in the cipher
See, naturally, I'm higher than
That's right, above any homegrown
THC Herbal provider
But that's beside the point
Tell me who's gonna hold the weight?
I can't wait any longer
I'm ready to hold plates with Jehovah
Using Neptune's fork, telling Zeus to move over
I'm here before dinner
Clearing the Periodic Table of Elements off
Then I'm supplying a tablecloth
Yo, you can catch me, analog mic hog
I can't feel rhythms without cholesterol
After all, you must learn to
Examine the appetite
Within the nuclei
Within the presence of the omnivore's eye
That is I
And when sunlight shines off my throat
We call it the solarflex larynx lorax smoke
For the trees..

400! letters simmered in the self to let the words sink in
400! split in twain the 800 lies of society
400! letters simmered in the self and let the words sink in
400! word of mouth over beats nullify mass media

the lead point brush, sitting under a tree
the sunshine exposes feelings cast away
work my way through crowded emotions to reach the innermost core
the world we have created today, surrounded by fear of catastrophe
feeling totally helpless unable to find the purpose, living in vain
so I meditate on the true definition of work:
a cause to devote your body and soul, plus the reality of paying bills
the right tools, time, and environment are not enough to realize a vision
broken dreams, forced labor, everything is for a meal
money infesting every mind, savings bound to get jacked
so some wanna quit being human? how silly,
blood, flesh, and bones don't perish that easy
time to wake up the inner spirit, recall the childhood dream right here

goals only the youth can achieve, but the system dictates to respect authority
end up killing curious minds and potential
pledge allegiance to the new flag proposing fresh values
store the energy to revolt, singlehandedly directing brothers and rogues
the other hand grabbing the tail of the beast behind the curtain
dumb adults running the show today better watch their backs tomorrow
a word for the kids too, until you're independent you're always a kid.
but if you can finish a full meal you're already a role model to some.
until you can feed two mouths you can't even support a woman.
when you're responsible for the third you're the sole chief of a family tribe.
so know your path while you're single, prepare for decision
cover the necessities, raise your hands if you do your own dishes and laundry!

old men who can't even handle computers calling the shots
no clue how to handle the youth, they're scared to tell you the truth
but they ignore the sore spot, no plans to act but pretend to be down
is that all you can offer? that's why the real communication lies
between the same generation across different generations, not vice versa
recognize the critical issues and minds before the deadline
there's no fancy theme or glory to what's happening next
just kids in this nation putting their lives on the line
best believe one soul can make a difference in a hunderd others
cut the bs, the rebel strikes back, armed with art

My darkest hour, was pitch black
rain clouds in the sky, could only see when the lightning strikes
withered flowers, hang with their heads down
the weight splashes inside and keeps falling
no smiles, beauty hidden for protection
until trampled by shuffling feat
until a new season arrives and brings joy
in times of desperation, seeking to be noticed
and all I want is to be trimmed of these thorns
to seem more inviting to the poor
unfortunate reflection of my selfish existence
can it be? It was all so simplistic
sipping on my sorrow while it's washing it away
trying to add color to these Shades of Grey
and trying to make sense out of all this confusion
embrace my reality and unmask illusions, holograms
I advance on a quest with many questions
distracted for a second but I know that I destined
counting my blessing, renewed everyday
and I know I'd never grow without these Shades of Grey
What could drive a man off a cliff, lost in thoughts
analyze life to find what's real and what's not
forgotten faces, flashing through my conscience
a conquest for freedom, constant forward motion
leaving Egypt, past erased from attachment
to start from scratch with the bricks that established
my true identity, secret to most
deeper then known, I'm keeping it close, to my heart
written on stone tablets, alone in my magic
advice projected, correcting bad habits
laughing as I drowned in mystical tears
mind consumed by thoughts that my physical fears
I can't, listen with ears, cause words will deceive
as I stand up against darker versions of me
looking over my shoulder, waiting for false moves
dancing around land-mines and get lost in the grove
what happens?, when all the light slowly fades away
and you try to see God inside a Shades of Grey
he's ever-present, through our mistakes flaws and folly
he could have left me falling, but instead he called me
and I answered, silent and unsure what to say
just thanking him for life even with the Shades of Grey

This life is unpredictable, no limits or restrictions
it's filled with opportunities and filled with addictions
so much joy, yet so much affliction
pain and oppression, shame and conviction
so much we see yet, so much we're missing
so much to change and so much we're fixing
faith and forgiveness, chaos destruction
poverty, paychecks, starving children and corporate lunches
love, peace, war, hate and hunger
fall, winter, spring, summer, sunshine and thunder
I'm going under, now I'm rising
how much time is left? There's no rewinding
sometimes even the light can seem blinding
I wash my thoughts in blood to keep my mind clean
I don't have everything I want
I've always had everything I needed everything hasn't always went how I planned it
but I wouldn't change who I am even if you offered me a mansion
just existing is enough, just living
I'll do my best to make the right decisions
until the day heaven takes me away
I'm gonna make the most of life even with the Shades of Grey

I wanna devise
a virus
To bring dire straits to your environment
Crush your corporations with a mild touch
Trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus
I want to make a super virus
Strong enough to cause blackouts in every single metropolis
Cuz they dont wanna unify us
So fuck it total anarchy
Can't nobody stop us

You see late in
the evening
Fucked up on my computer and my mind starts roaming
I create like a heathen
The first cycles of this virus I can send through a modem
Infiltration hits your station
No microsoft or enhanced dos will impede
Society thinks thier safe when
Bingo! harddrive crashes from the rendering
Alot of hackers tryed virus's before
Vaporize your text like so much white out
I want it where a file replication is a chore
Lights out shut down the entire whitehouse
I dont want just a bug that could be corrected
Im erecting immaculate design
Break the nation down section by section
Even to the greatest minds its impossible to find

Shaking the hands that never trembles and always land on my feet.
At this present elevation, I can't see past my feet.
Between God's bald spots where the sky stops I'm one of the Earth's latest gallstones despite all the America going on, it's all Rome.
Go get unstuck, don't lose sleep 'til you cant find solace in the fact that you can barely control yourself.
Let alone we're all tied down; since our wings got clipped, and lately can't sing enough in the party that never ends, 'cause no one knows how to clean up the mess.
What's up with all the gags?
Everyone around me has these holes drilled through 'em and someone on the other side is trying to figure it out.
Dying to be someone, killing to be recognized as something that you're not.
Well since we're all so into introductions, don't forget your names
Since you love yourself so much, keep it away from me.
'Cause I've baked under artificial lights with artificial girls and that sinking feeling there's someone sleeping inside my sleepless body.
Quit playing kid games with your old tongue 'til you can find someone to buy future epiphanies from.
Here's one:
I live in the city and leave everything alone, yesterday it was all TV
After all is said and done, we barely have memories so I write what I feel.
Sue me if it's empty
Imagine that, I'm barely human, I'm barely human..

Pena
Her litle head clinking
Like a barrel of red velvet balls
Full past noise
Treats filled her eyes
Turning them yellow like enamel coated tacks
Soft like butter hard not to pour
Out enjoying the sun while sitting on a turned on waffle iron
Smoke billowing up from between her legs
Made me vomit beautifully
And crush a chandelier
Fall on my stomach 'n view her
From a thousand happened facets
Liquid red salt ran over crystals
I later band-aided the area
Sighed
Oh well it was worth it
Pena pleased but sore from sitting
Choose to stub her toe
'n view the white pulps horribly large in their red pockets
"I'm tired of playing baby," she explained
'n out of uh blue felt box let escape
One yellow butterfly the same size
Its dropping were tiny green phosphorous worms
That moved in tuck 'n rolls that clacked
'n whispered in their confinement
Three little burnt scotch taped windows
Several yards away
Mouths open to tongues that vibrated
'n lost saliva
Pena exclaimed, "That's the raspberries."