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[ihebfehri]

A rolling stone gathers no moss

A rolling stone Gathers no moss You are woodbine trying to claim everything as your own your home your host your work is slowly, eating it whole until it is no more but one, big fucking self-portrait

Its a shame, but have fun trying and most of all, good luck because you are absolutely nothing without anyone to fuck over

If there is a piece of advice I could give you, is this:

run. as far and as quick as you can before the rolling stones squash you dead and you will become nothing but smelly manure Oh wait,  Do you need someone for that too?

[ihebfehri]

Diary of an old man - the little things left

I just simply do not care anymore. There is nothing in this life for me. No food to tingle my pallet no drink to get me smiling no sport for me to follow no drug to keep me alive

You must think what a grotesque ugly cunt I cannot disagree but when you've seen the things i've seen, son you would be siting right behind me.

A world of arrogance of power of greed of envy of lies of death of cries will leave you absolutely head-over-heals disgusted, revolted of the world WE made.

you WILL lose all hope and finally punch the wall of truth and realise we are simply a narcissistic brain controlling a stinking decomposing flab of meat right in the middle of a  deceitful mess and i want no part of it.

there are just few things however That have not yet to become fashion faces I feed the stupid birds who know nothing of rape I buy fucking expensive cat food for that cat who just wont shut up I call up a whore because no one else on this fireball of shit give an absolute damn about me anymore.

It is pure fucking logic I do not have that  air of scumbag entitlement i have no need to satisfy your revolting minds.

All i need is someone/thing to not care whether i kill the damn bird or make it a home to care only about my pleasure and believe me, they aren't much to keep me from dropping dead and stinking the entire block.

Life is not a fucking dress Kelly gets that. she is always naked,  just how i like them.

writer’s note Part 7 of my Diary Collection: diary of a whore diary of a married man diary of a shy boy diary of a worried woman diary of a forgotten boy diary of an old man Feel free to comment, recommend, love, question..

[ihebfehri]

May be

Pursuing down this memory lane a make-shift believe of our own reality just you, me can it be?

Can it be done? Can all these years bring us down to this?

it was so clear it felt so sincere perfect as it may be but maybe it wasn’t as I thought.

Maybe there were factors that came into play I just simply ignored. Maybe i was fooled Maybe i was stupid Maybe you were just actor who knew what to say.

Maybe it wasn’t me you were after Maybe i was just an easy prey Maybe i was just a rabbit in a wild goose chase.

You took out the eyes I used to see  you were the one  who made sense to me Maybe I am just one of the blurred out faces you made disappear?

[ihebfehri]

Smile!

Welcome to the 21st century! I hope your trip was nice and pleasant. However,  I would like to remind you The slight modifications you must take into account for your future endeavors,

Such as You must not talk to strangers In fear of scaring those around you (you can never be too careful these days) Or You must also never, ever, be yourself because lets face it who would want you like that anyway?

Nonetheless, you may act as perfect as one can be Earth is one globalized flea market and we have become its product.

To help you on your journey, we recommend you pop into our office for a total evaluation in order to receive your bar code & price tag also known as ‘CV’.

Do not worry,  you will get used to the changes fairly soon. Remember to keep your smile no one is looking to buy melancholy. For those experiencing difficulties, ropes are distributed in the back they have proven to be very useful.

Well, that’s it folks,  thank you for your time And i hope you have a very pleasant day, today.

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[ihebfehri]

Firestarter

Ill mannered Dirty tempered Superficial philanthropist Careless drunk God, it feels so nice To be alive In our colony of robots and ants Continuously vibrating Our dimension of time

Irrational Incomprehensible A stubborn intellectual In complete denial Left alone to float In the eye of the storm Rattling around in the vast sea Drowned his mind

A once handsome man Generous, thoughtful Serious, organised He was a man Worthy of success Destined to cascade

What you see here Is not a man of atrocious luck neither a selfish gambler Nor a druggie nor a bottle-feeder. He is a man Given the tools for a fire In the middle of a sandstorm

[ihebfehri]

Projections

And off you go We depart our own Separate ways Going down Schindler’s list I will not be a butterfly In one of your butterfly effects Anymore

Nor my words nor my presence Will ever call out to you A silent voice muted Can you still feel me there? Can you still sense my presence Around you? My kiss My touch My warmth My lust Still invade your skin And ravage your thoughts Leaving nothing but images Of me Every aspect of your life That you deemed worthy Rushing to you quickly Projecting the very source Of your soothed life Me

But, my dear, This is not Wonderland And you are not Alice

[ihebfehri]

the old woman

Every minute going by is a metronome calling her bluff that she is still beautiful, that is she still needed that you have grown into their skin and lives is it just habit?

time is ticking right on her face she cannot hide it nor face the wrinkles slowly rusting on her face it has become part of her image in this piece of rock filled with infuriated ants scared shitless of death

Every minute going by is the sun shade overwhelming her skin little by little  she has lost her shine

as much makeup she draws on, as many waxes she endures, as many inches off her dress, every minute is her thinking whether or not she is really,  "gaining of age"

[ihebfehri]

Blue

Do you want to know why i am scared of deep sea swimming?

Because i see nothing and i cannot feel or hear anything can come for me

because I cannot foresee because i cannot predict anything related to my person I cannot adapt I cannot create an exit point i cannot target weakness I cannot figure out  who has the calculated advantage

in this world i am the nothing i am the worthless the alienated fool all of this because

I have no eyes no speed no defense  I am the not the one expected to succeed I am the one that could disappear convicted by nature's abiding law I am a minority in this deep shades of pure, silenced, blue.