BEGINNING OF SEX AND BEAUTY

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Thirsty like a diabetic who'd swallow the ocean if he ever got close enough.

Let me forget about the curve of the Earth
It's too far out there
I'd rather think this water goes on
forever,
and never gets too salty to live with.
Filled by a tiny stream
over a billion or two years.
In a few more it should swallow the Earth.
Why can't love be like that?

toil, boil, oil

Red moon,
black bounty,
outside of William's County
It's harvest season
another reason
why those sledgehammers
should be pounding.
Poor blood boils
to slave for oil.
Pull it into heaven
and warm us up.
That bright shining sun
isn't quite enough.

Don't be surprised

Don't be surprised
if, as you're gazing
into another's mind
you see yourself
as a reflection
in their eyes.

high club

Do it, or don't.
But what happens today
will happen today
for the rest of your life.

Like the branch that
touched the fence.
and grew metal leaves
and steel rope twine.

stab the earthquake with a meteor and watch it's hot angry blood roar

that bitch
who gave me the clap
who i fucked first
before she fucked me
she tells me:

"I'm gonna
FUCK YOU
until your spirit wanes"

and I stab her,
harder, her
softest parts.

she yells,
"it's unattractive when i see you
hating what you used
to love"

and i dig deeper
tearing right through
let her feel it like I can.

Her face in agony,
"You used to have fun,
we used to go out more."

all that pressure building
flowing free to
her gaping wound

it slides down the blade
and bulges hot
at the handle.

like the right
atoms are about to blow
up, and turn our bedroom to dust

"I have my friends again.
they still have what you did."

I squeeze at the trigger and
drop
dead
into convulsions

rigor mortis
biting down on the warm neck
I shoot until I'm empty,
and my love turned revenge

"look at me with those dead dog eyes,
and say
me too."

Jakub?

people will build their lives from the outside looking in (science, objectivism), and from the inside looking out (art, subjectivism). if we live completely on one end, we are not human, on the other, we are no longer a part of this external universe, we are in Nirvana. the massive organizational system of the human brain is so complicated, and there is so much variety in the universe that no two people are the same. we all inhabit different spaces on this spectrum which is just as vast as we can imagine.

life is what you make of the world, what you make of yourself, and what the world makes of you. Goodluck chemical pilgrims.