Clarity Part II

Dear You,

This is a formal letter written in words that jump and you can sing along too
no matter who you are, or how you're feeling. this isn't a sad song
because i don't want to be crying these tears for nothing
so lets get up and get out!
just me and you, I'll treat you the way I should have
Cause I've come to terms with how you got over me so easily
and it's very very easy to explain, i wasn't worth keeping around
maybe you felt that i was bringing you down
and I was, and I'm sorry for not being who I needed to be for you
Apologies and I'm sorry's for the person I used to be
And from the new me, an I love you and I miss you, but i get it now
This is clarity for the first time in my life
and you brought it to me inadvertently
I'd take you back anytime of the week, month or year.
I'll always be right here, but I'm not waiting
I'll just keep my arms open and the light on because you never know
fate can be very cheesy, but if it's meant to be, we will be.
and that's enough to keep moving, to keep going.
I apologize for it being so long, but it took a couple of days to write this song
it's been in my head for days, and i was searching for the perfect words to say
and if i scared you away, with things like forever and marriage
just know i meant what i said when i said
"you're the only girl who could put up with me till death."
baby, it was a compliment. it was a compliment.
I apologize for dragging this out, and I apologize for some childish things i did
But My head is screwed tight, I'm not going anywhere without your memory in mind
and I'm not sad anymore, and I'm so glad you're doing well.
I'll make sure to keep in touch, but please don't forget about me.


Yours Truly, Sincerely,
Ian Cordova


PS. I loved you, and still do. I miss you, but it's through
Today I learned the meaning of change, and it's always happening.

Clarity

I have been blinded by selfish ideals
I've always thought the world needed change
But I realize now that I am the one who must change
I must be strong and full of heart
Nothing will stop me once I've reached where I need to be
And no one can teach me that but myself
I must learn and I must live on my own
The road will be harsh and at times everything will seem worthless
but i must persevere, I must strive
Today, marks a new beginning in my life and my life alone
Today, I see things in a new light.

Life and Death and the Importance of Knowing the Difference

I will die with my words at my teeth
reach the surface begging for sweet oxygen
How many more rounds do I have before I'm the victim?
Take a quick look around, hear the sound of silent cries for help
this is a war, this is a massacre
what will we have to drink and eat today?
ah, a bottle of your finest blood
and the freshest cooked meat of our enemies
We love to forget the very essence of our core
No one wants to believe we're all the same
It's like speaking in tongue to the dumb
The wool is over your eyes and the sheep are in wolves skin
i used to be able to smell their fear
now i can only battle with my tears
for i thought, kill or be killed?
so yelled up at the sky
"Lord, if you're listening, send me a sign!"
He sent down a nuclear bomb
and I cleansed mankind

Most Things Are Easier Said Than Done

An emotionless shipwreck, caught up on the shores of loneliness
and the rocks that pierce through this, are the last words you said to me
I can't understand how I've gotten so attached
and yet I've got so much life left to live or do i?
I'm the kind of person who looks at the bigger picture
rather than what's been shoved down our throats
i can't forget the way you made feel, and I hope, given the circumstances,
that we may find our way back into our arms
but it seems almost impossible to reach you dear.
my window of opportunity is lost in the fog of the future
and our steps we take now only dictate where we'll end up
so we're not going anywhere running in circles.

I wonder about the men and women and children who've never felt the love of another
and i wonder are they the lucky ones or the unfortunate?
i can't decide anymore on much of anything.
my mind has become a grave for ideas to rot
because no ones listening to me again, and i can't say it feels great
am i that much different from you?
take off your shirt and show me your bones
show me your skin, show me where love comes from
because i had found it inside you
it was hard to find, and hard to attain
and i enjoyed the climb but wasn't ready for the fall

now here i lay, wondering who's next to catch your eyes
and i can't lie, but i die a little inside from the news
broadcasting from your mouth, straight into my ears
like a silencer held right up against my chest
the trigger will be pulled multiple times
and i'm wondering when will i become numb
when will i give up on love?
because if everything eventually ends
we were never worth it from the beginning
and you said, "ian, you're so pessimistic.
did i not mean anything to you?
what we had was great.
it had it's place, it had it's time. time to move on.
now sweetheart you know better than i do,
we all need to be alone, sometimes."


i can't forget the way you made me feel
i know from experience we had something no one had.
but like you said girl, "we all need to be alone, sometimes."
i just wish i wasn't alone.
take my heart away, it's yours to keep,
i've figured out, i don't need it anymore
so until you return, hold it near
because you're holding me.

Your Intentions Were Mistaken For Selfishness

I KNOW, for a fact, that I'm a small part
in your head and in your heart
the effort made to say anything to me
without me saying a god damn thing to you
is comparable to the cheapness of your taste

something must have invaded your mind
clouded your love, and steered you away from me
but it ain't that easy baby
I've got arms like tentacles
and I'm ready to pull you to me
whether you like it or not

and it's the beast in me that feeds off the purity i took from you
and it's the coward in me who won't let the tears fall as they may
but we're just rollin' dice in this game of life

you're hoping for the best, but i've always expected the worse

you are stretching the truth
you're lost in the haze
people say it's okay to dream
but be careful with reality
and i know so much about it
it will hit you like bricks

and if and when it does, I'll be long gone
this body has become a vessel
you have become a commoner

The Stangest Things Occur When You're Left to Think Alone

All the love in the world won't be able to fill the void
That I let you make inside of the frail organ that is my heart
if you ever think back to this day,
i will never forget the face you gave me
and the tears you left,the same ones I drowned in.

in the room i have formed to a cave
the wall of your pictures serve as the reminder that
"it is better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all"
and this idea will keep the winter cold at bay for the moment
but the breeze creeps in anyway and doesn't let me forget
that i am somewhat alone among the ones i love most

but those pictures aren't up anymore
which leads me to believe
i can feel the earth rotating now
(as if she knows what I'm talking about)

all those times you made the clocks on the walls stop
will be a memory, because forever WAS a joke
and love is a feeling that leaves you feeling cheated
as if something is missing, but are you missing?

if this is the end,
then goodbye lover
and hello friend

Dystopia

"BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU"
And you should feel scared
This is a warning of what's to come
and god has abandoned those of faith
and those without faith start to look to the sky for answers
but the answers that are coming are more than we can handle

how good does it feel to not know anything about the people who govern you
how good does it feel not knowing what goes into your food
how does it feel to be lied to everyday of your life

this is america
we are spreading apathy and ignorance
gluttony and jealousy
this is not fear mongering
false prophets will fall
this is a warning to the foreboding

will humans prevail and right the wrongs we've never cared for
can we say goodbye to the tyranny that has plagued our lives

our only escape is through fiction and fantasy
but one day reality will strike and ensue tragedy

unless we prepare ourselves through knowledge
unless we take care of everyone
until ever child is fed and with a nice warm bed
until everyone can make decent wages so there will be no poor
and to end all political ties, so we can end all wars

now, is this fiction or oncoming reality?
educate yourself, it's the only way to break free
from the conditioning we've been so blindly under

I pledge allegiance to this EARTH and to the PEOPLE for which it stands:
one nation under reason, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

now wouldn't that be nice...

Gone Rogue

I am the shadows in which you immerse yourself with
Never had to clime a ladder to gain acceptance
I am who I am and that will never change
Take your eyes off me cause they're burning a hole in the back of my head

didn't do a thing to any of you
but the most concentrated hate comes like a snake bite
ready with the venom but only with the fear
of being inferior

i was always alone
i still have yet to find
some just like me

but we all have different ideas
and we must side with what we know
even if we know nothing
we must tread on


tearing down the structure
becoming unconditioned
love is the only way
but still we choose to hate

The Subtle Death of Kings

You are ruler to none

You seek to destroy everything I have become

Well the walls I have built
Seem to tear themselves apart

You seek all/any help
You're tyranny needs the spread
like a virus needs a host
like a disease needs us in order for it to grow

Seek no further
You're end has come
In the form of pure justice
and unbridled truth

for your perverted reign
I will have your head

I am not alone
They are silent killers but
I am not alone
we are silent killers
and we roam together
and alone

this is our means to an end
and we will go down fighting
until there is none of us left

now begins, the subtle death of kings.

You Can't Blame Me For Thinking It

You are the vibrant sense of life
that vibrates through my entire sky
Blow colors far and wide, even to my surprise
you bring out the sunshine, so no one goes home in the dark
and they'll follow through with whatever you choose to do
because it's all true inside that heart

but you can't blame me for thinking
forever isn't long enough
and right now will have to do
All I do is settle
and I suck out the joy
until I can't fathom release

this may be two sided
or albeit, confusing
but know good nature flows
in the words that i spoke to you
and the intentions i give off
are mere instances in which
you fall in love.
because i can see it in your eyes

and the way my heart races quite like an ambulance
except where their taking me
will be the end of all days


and even if i decided to make sense
i still wouldn't get it (so true)
and neither would you, or you, or you.

Confusion Sets In Silently(Only to Linger)

people of the world
destroying everything i loved
little by little, everything changes
is it for the better?
i take a bitter look around
and see no progress

where will we be 10 years from now
nothing to prove anymore
apathy, the disease of the ignorant and proud
rivers of blood to show how we've "progressed"

as a whole, we have done nothing
as a whole, we choose to obsess
over temporary ideals and clouded theories

we still know nothing

it's as if this standstill will last forever
and i hate to be apart of it all
but what choice am i given
what choice do i have

if there was a way around this wreckage
would we take it?
or will we walk right through it
as if we're all okay

we're so used to lying to ourselves
we forgot the power of truth
now all we know is to survive the next
backlash of broken opportunities

a smashed entity of disgrace
we compose it all, and watch it fall
confusion sets in within me
and lingers to the slow paced death
i have allowed myself to take

Flow-etry

Like a leg spasm, a bad egg
right in the back, weakening
saw the truth in your speech, awakening
now you try and act like you know everything
and ain't nothing wrong with that if you actually knew anything
but you don't so now you got this game going like boggle
actually, more like trouble

you empty my mind with the most discerning things
positive view through negative clues
disguising as a hero among the zeros
and it's all over when you let the words escape your teeth
make you look suspicious among your own critics
and now you see, drop the act and be real.

---------
cold octobers night, ready to check out the sights
of a beat up town, like the end of a prizefighter fight (lost)
but when the bottles empty, everything gets nasty
chaos consumes one soul fueled by the alcohol
a grown mans milk bottle
puts him to sleep and if he still can't dream
he'll turn to the demise of the streets
the houses, the people, everything looks scrumptious
in the eyes of the beerholder, sees bolder
liquid courage jerking you into a seizure gone postal

and even now the bed looks comfy, but strange thoughts got me thinking
"is god putting me to the test?" ahh fuck it, i'll deal with it while i rest.

Yew Nork Ity

And it's all the same, everyday
Lets drink till alcohol leaks through our veins
and do cocaine till our hearts bleed snow white
and why should i give two fucks what you do in your spare time

because it's the people you affect
it's the things you do that make it seem okay
but it's not okay.
you're scene should've died with the 80's


why stay alive when you're already dead
WHY STAY ALIVE WHEN YOU'RE ALL FUCKING DEAD!

and so called fashion fuels your passion, for vodka and wine
endless days, where you forget your nights, and you met a pretty cute guy
but he doesn't care if you're hair is dyed and your heels are white
and you don't care either
so where's the passion...

which brings me to my next question
why stay alive when you're already dead
fucking dead

Living in an Hour Glass

I tend to look outside this glass house
I tend to see all the drunks, romantics, and lushes
and through the midst of love and despair
can i ever really find my place in your arms?
Will it feel the same from now or in 12 months?

It's hard to play these games with you
and pretend it's not dying
and you make me smile
but inside i'm trying...
so hard to hold onto you

my grip is wearing thin
our time is running out
if there was a way to make this easier
i'd sell my soul to find out

but i don't have that anymore

So when i'm too weak to show you love
will you leave accordingly?
will you never speak to me?
cause i don't want that.

You were once the one thing that kept me going
Now I don't know if I can keep up with life
and the more I try the more I realize
I can't be alive to be thinking these thoughts
A nobody and a selfish heart...all I ever was.

What It Means To Exist

I look down at my hands
and they are human,
not much opportunity in them
what do we contribute to our already broken society
we've lost our ways and stopped caring..

and i hear the lullabies of all the innocent lives
and the pain they adhere too because hope left them to die
these are the hardest times
and only the few who choose to survive and progress
will be left to pick up the pieces
the pieces to this mess

and we are disease
incapable of love without hatred
incapable of reason
back to the stone age we go
because we live off instinct
and not logic...we all forgot it

we all will be forgotten...

The Awakening (Open Eyes, Closed Mouths)

Have they rid you of your speech
Have you grown tired of what you seek
but never find, always hiding behind
you're alibi, and it's always same
even in the old age

the story goes, as it's told
in many different kind of ways
will we ever give up the charade
open your eyes, and see
the light will never come

what's progress when it's all tradition
all talk of a new world, but you still
exceed my expectations, on how corrupt a world can be

and how easy you all profit of all the innocent minds

when you open up to different perspectives
it gives your brain a fighting chance,
to fucking think for yourselves

I have no cross to bear, only my flesh and bone
only flesh and bone.

Desperate and Willing

Why is lust such a commodity...
in the coming days will we only know
the curvatures of her bodies
all over the world, we think we feel
but what allows our urges to take over

is our brain so desperate
we yearn for the warmth
and sometimes more...

i must digress
for i have let the demons in
and they stole everything

my heart, my soul
on a plate for the world

devoured it whole...

and the demons still knock on my door...

Hate on a Regular Basis

Force fed the conditions we live under
Drink the water and eat the food they serve you
Wear what they tell you
Think what they sell you
and you'll never need an independent thought again

never say never, i say

let us end the tyrant reign they have on our minds
let us lay waste to superficial and those devoid of emotion
let us destroy all those who have killed without care for so long

the innocence seeps through the sewers
and the blood flows like fine wine
the kind your saviour deems right

break apart from the mold
don't do as your told
decide for yourself
because there is no heaven
and there is no hell

so where do you turn when all you knew was a lie?
not the sky, not the blinding white light
you are the answer, you are the change
and if you do not embrace your responsibility as a human being
then apathy will eat your heart away
until you are nothing again

The Moon

I need to know what makes you glow
is it the sun across from me
or is it coming from within?

you're the light that guides me through the night
my troubles lay awake and my demons laugh
when i roam through alleys and you're all i have
tonight, i can't let you go

for some time i've wondered how you got here
but i'll never know, until i find out on my own
but why have we forgotten you
why have we gave up on you?
is your presence so minuscule that we forget?

it's things like you that give me hope there's more out there
than the ugliness i've been surrounded with for far too long

i'm calling out, if you're out there
take me away forever to utopia among the stars

Earth

We have so much to do
so much we won't
and i'm sorry for all the pain
and the treatment we've given
is a disgrace, we are the shame that live in your lands

and if i could retrace my steps to the beginning and start anew, i would

what have we done but march each other to our deaths
our mothers and fathers, our sisters and brothers
and we all live in an inevitable death cycle
and we all believe that faith has a place to heal the center of man


but what is man and are we even worthy
no, we are not, we are monsters
and it's the same story they want us to tell
good and evil, and the good shall always prevail
but this wasn't decided upon
yet we still move on

how do we move on

Venus

Oh what a sight this is
all the wile and empty creatures
the filth that inherit the land
believing anything with an ounce of hope
because they can't stand the fact that death may be an end

and neither can i, but i will die

one day the skies will burn away
the sun will wither with time
we all wither away with time
and our memories are nothing but mere
grains of sand that we forget

oh we forget, everything

the violent will inherit the ends
the faithful will live to die by their faith
and i, i will linger, until i find meaning
in myself, i can't let you win this battle
and the war i've created, is far from over

one day the skies will burn away
and we all wither with time
the skies will burn with the souls of a hive

remember the difference

Mercury

It's the starving heat that repeats in all our eyes
closest to the sun but it still won't die
because of the distance of each others hands

grab me by the wrist please
let me lay with you
let me sleep
for tomorrow i take the longest trip across the skies

and if by any moment you've forgotten about me
it's okay because i've forgotten about you
i've learned to let go of the past
because out here time doesn't exist

so grab me by the wrist, please
and let me lay with you
let me sleep
for tomorrow i take the longest trip across your eyes

bittersweet misery

the room is dark and my hands are cold
cold to the touch as i reach for some enlightenment
it's too much to ask for, i guess

staring at the sky i still wonder how am i alive
i can't feel sorry for who i am
and all the good, and all the bad
is just more memories i've stacked
in a nice little pile next to my bed

bittersweet misery engulfing me

i still wonder the same things
i'll always question everything
i'll be as honest as i can be
sincerity inside of me, can't you see?

bittersweet misery engulfing me

Dark Hair, Brown Eyes

it's like a candle with the brightest flame
burning, lighting everything around it
and the warmth you feel of the flame against your fingertips
up against my face, i feel the warmth you bring
to this unlikely life i tend to lead in a rush
because i'm always so far down but you're enough

to get me to sleep
to dream of wonderful nothings
and while you slept
I dreamt us infinite

this love is proof of existence
and i don't need to know the statistics
because it's always win or lose
and the game we play is a minor step
just a minor step to happiness

i can't let go
but one day i'll have to
and it hurts everyday

Believing Is Only Half The Illusion

So when you wake up to the earthly smell
of a war torn world with no regrets
Yet you still want your plasma tv's

I still want my basketball, football celebrities
we can't survive without hollywood
entertainment for the weak, you're all dead
you don't even know it.

so how do we rise up from these ashes
how do we continue with these chains
the shackles get heavier by the day
restraining, constricting logical thought

i'm scared like you
but i will not pretend everything is okay
i'm scared like you
but i will never pretend everything is okay

Occam's Razor

My life is complex
like the inner workings of a ticking clock
so much time and effort put into an entity
sometimes I wonder what i'm made of

and i'll always need help
because life's to hard to go it alone
and maybe that's a flaw in your eyes
i just wish my instinct to stay alive was stronger

suicidal, no
accepting death, yes
but it's never enough

Sun Rays

The trees are a nice shade of green
front yards in surburia, so comforting
and the summer heat is at my toes telling me
"you need to go, pack your bags and go!"

when the sun speaks it speaks in heat
the hotter it gets, the more conversation we're in
and the girls are wearing less
and the boys are anticipating what comes next

we all shout the same tired songs
because most of us are content with the mess we're in
and it's alright, i've come to learn to bask in ignorance
until the cold winter breeze comes back to haunt us

we're ready for car rides
long cigarettes that never end
but is that all we're content with?

sometimes i beg the sun for more
sometimes i tell the sun the only secrets i know
and when it goes down, it won't tell a soul
it'll never tell a soul

The Human Concept

I am only human
I am only a man
Flesh and bones
Heart and soles

Plagued by the american condition
always force feeding made up religions
i live day to day because if i thought of the future
i'd collapse under the weight of my comprehension
I'd collapse under the weight of the world

and i heard talking is for functioning people
but i'd always rather stay silent and not say a word
because nothing good ever comes out and if it does
it's flooded with bad intentions
and i can't blame everyone all the time
and life isn't fair all the time

so if god has time
shine your grace on me
take a lightning bolt
and set me fucking free

Slipping Into A Coma

i can run around this whole world
but i've still only seen what is before me
and if i sleep i can dream endless mountains
and love incarnate will brush my skin against hers
and it's all i need to lay my restless brain to sleep

it's not always a dream in my head
i have nightmares that infiltrate my body and soul
infecting it with horrors and wrong desires
and when i turn off the lights
i hope to someone i don't leave this world
and come back a different man

change is a constant in life
without change there is no progress
tradition isn't wrong
but it certainly isn't right
if it's destroying what little of you
you have left

i'd much rather stay than go
i'd always rather run than hide
and if i am to die before i wake
know that i loved with a broken heart
with broken thoughts that will linger forever in the dark

This Is For You

I guess I can never ever tell you when the waves will crash on the shore
or how the hours go by slower when we're driving at 84
But I guess it might suffice if you admit to your problem


Stop and think before you speak
it's a quality everyone should heed
before you step on all the hands
that got you to your feet

I know people can be pathetic with their lives
but can't you see that we care more than they ever will

you're not impressing me anymore
and so you've on to bigger crowds in your head
like the world isn't enough at times

when you forget the ones you have
you'll have nothing left
and to some that's already death

please remember my words
maybe they'll save you from this

In Their Eyes

you're all stuck in the same rut
we've been stuck in since our grandfathers grandfather
were alive, alive, alive

the false reality of what we need to do
get a "real" job, make loads of money
to keep you safe and secure for the rest of your pathetic life

this is success in the eyes that want you to fail
this is success in the eyes that need you to fail

because the system is fucked
and yes, we're shit out of luck
and i've asked so many times
what have we done?
but we continue to support this false lifestyle

we continue to support the only way we've ever known
so of course, we can't turn back, this is a one way trip
no point in coming back, because we'll die if we do

well who said dying was the end
i don't want heaven
and i don't care about hell
i'd love to float endlessly through space

my end, is not your end, but we all end in different ways
words become dribble, thinking is what keeps us alive
my end, can be your end, but we all end in different days

america is telling you what to do with your life
have you forgotten to think for yourself?
have you forgotten to exist for yourself?

I wouldn't be the least bit surprised.

Like Dying In Quicksand

Time is unmerciful
my minds not capable of processing
this modern age where dead beliefs
and age old faith replace thinking with tradition

have we not accepted rationality?
i understand fantasy is much better than reality
but when will you admit that there's a difference

it's comforting to get lost in an illusion
but when the smoke clears, all you have is what's real
and maybe that is what you feel
but we've all learned back when we were young
feelings decieve, our hearts is sometimes our enemy


this you cannot deny

who we are, why we are here
are questions we answer for ourselves
god, faith, religion,
have no place in these decisions.


excito sursum

Similies and Metaphors

this is a black lagoon
filled with thoughts that would dwell
in the deepest darkest parts of hell

the birds fly toward the sun
never reaching perfection
never knowing their reflection
and their worth, they don't know
they'll never know

so who is to say that i am not divine
that faith heals and helps pass the time
it's been 2000 years, and they'll wait still
you're worse than the government endorsed pills

so sleep tight tonight
under the radio waves
that mean nothing to anyone
but us
they mean nothing to anyone
but us

and every night the sky looks different to me
I'm falling apart, reality will be the death of...

Measuring Time In Sand

The days are getting shorter
The drags are getting longer
Sinking into addiction
this cigarette's just fodder
for an empty stomach and an empty heart

sorry for being bleak
but it seems this summer heat
is taking way to long
to devour me

swallow me whole

sold my soles, gave up on comfort
sold my soul, never believed from the start
and this feeling makes me heavy
but the world doesn't know me

so when the breaths i take
become harder to take
cause the air is thick
laced with hate
then please do me a favor
and dig me my grave

so when the breaths i take
become harder to take
cause the air is thick
laced with hate
then prepare the flames

sometimes

its the air that makes it unbearable to breathe
around you, around you, around you
unable to move, unable to see, but still able to care
around you, around...around...around

i can always stare into the sky
and figure out a million clichés
to say to you to keep you safe
while i'm miles away no where near enough
to say that you're safe
but you are, are you?

i've had a constant that never fails
never making sense, confusion has become my niché
and i'm okay with it (am i okay with it?)


sooner or later i will make sense
more later than sooner if the world ends

new world order

wake up and smell the bitter aroma of nuclear war
it poses the death of us all, but we don't care
if we're going out, we're going out with a bang
so if you're human raise your arms, point them to the sky
because we have proof you don't exist

no hope in a world of hate and greed
no love in a world of violence


and no matter how many times i throw this at you
you'll never accept the truth
why can't you accept what is right in front us?
impending doom that we have created
tempting the fates and the whole divide of this world
we have become the monsters that dwell in the shadows
we have become nothing more than creatures of greed


and you're all satisfied...how sickening

WHAT'S UP WHAT'S UP

boredom consumes me
the future has me worried
where am I heading?
where will I fall?
When will I get mine?
But I always feel
It's not my time

so what do I do when all I can offer
is a confused state of mind
and a being free of the restraints of time

complacency can be the death of you
but it won't be the death of me

"do you write all the time?"
I dabble.

I always forget

I have one of these damned things.


Well I have a band
we're doing things
www.myspace.com/aneedforreason

I'm more aware of the current state of this world.
and we are killing ourselves, our planet.
and no one cares, and that's horrifically sad.


well, what are you fucking doing?

the river runs red

and I think I'm dying.


I don't post in here a lot, but when I do, I'll make sure it's somewhat interesting.

Lately, I've begun to care less and less about the dumbest things in this life.
I'll make a list of some of the stupidest things you could be involved in.

-the military (any form)
In light of recent decisions of friends, it has been elucidated to me that the whole idea of serving your "country" is just as inane as counting all the stars in the universe. we should by now outgrown our violent tendencies and begin to push forward into a brighter horizon, but unfortunately, we are human and because of this we are obsessed with the stupidest things. there are better ways to live outside of military actions. you need not be in the military in order to be American. then again I hate this god damned world and for the most part, mostly everyone inhabiting this once beautiful planet.
-religion (any form)
To believe that there is someone out there, who has created us, and our whole lives that yet has happened, is daft of the highest degree. we are more logical and rational than we have ever been and still we put our lives in this imaginary being we created in our image. And not only does this image kill thousands upon thousands upon thousand of people a day. it deteriorates a logical thought process! instead of asking why and how, these people are sufficed with, "God put it here." Now I can't blame faith for easing pain and woes. It is somewhat a psychological anesthetic. But that's all it is a numbing of what you can't deal with. Everyone just needs to learn to deal with everything minus "god". what the fuck has he ever done for anyone?
-Democracy
Not much to say here, but surely in the coming years people will see what a failure democracy has been.
-Capitalism
The end to progress. The epitome of detriment.


What can we do but watch as we wither, slowly, and fill our heads with false ideals, false ideas, and false gods...somewhere I read or heard that the human race is a destructive race and that we were doomed from the very beginning. I no longer take this as an opinion, but as a fact. We are stubborn creatures...doom surely follows.


death is merely an option now, to escape this wretched place.