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Cons & Piracies run the world, enough said. Make the best of this life, cause it wasn't put here for sill PP games. Points and Power are for the insane. Sadly I've got to live in my sanity.

The greatest quotes are the one's you've yet to make up....!?$ pHuck being Free + Dumb.

Death runs the world. And sadly you'll just have to wait and die if you don't want to swallow that sort of medicine yet. But cheerios to the chaps out there painting and getting it in. Graffiti is dying, but the realitti is on it's way up. Y'all cats really went so far as to start some shit as dumb as this. Big ups to y'all but I'm leaving it just as I've already said. Death runs the world, and if you ain't ready for the medicine, your gonna be praying a pHucking really really long time. $praying is for the strong these days, praying is for those out to be slaughtered, someone go get Jesus saves an atheist t-shirt or something. Life's a bitch, and lotta' bitches is carrying hand guns, pigs included. About as pointless as gov't, this, Who runs the world BS. Belief Systems got them all lost. If it wasn't for the caveman who was doodling on the walls, there'd be no trace of existence. Seems nowadays though, heads ain't leaving existence to much of anything if it doesn't have an Idiot Point attached to it. Big ups to those risking it for the hell of not being told, stay inside, locked, and shut the fuck up. Free + Dumb is out right moronic. pHree$mart hasn't even been tasted. This is out right bullshit. Deaths knocking and creeping about on ever corner and my nigga's who are supposed to be killing it are out talking about who runs the world. Go pHucks with yourselves mates, cause some of y'all have downright done pity to the first rock decorators, the cavemen/women. Heads up, a revolutions under way, and it won't be televised. Pigs will be shot, there will be blood & carcasses of donkeys and elephants lying about on the White Halls of the White House. UK senses what's up, when will the US. Change is for the poor who ask for it to be put in their empty cups. My society is turning into the flock that the wolves don't even have to run after these days. Pussifiably pathetic like the beginning of pussification after 9/11. Say something, but I don't use armies, I use arms, fisticuffs for the dumbfoundedly trigger happy. And all day, big shot out to those they deeming as insurgents, I'd be doing just about the same thing if some snotty nose brats with guns and tanks came about claiming to be my very sense of Safety and Stability. The new SS is under way, it's head leader is half white, half black, and therefore, he's got no one out to be against him. In a country built out of the real free and the brave, aka indians, those who came and now work on it's latter-day soil, are nowhere near knowing such latitude, perhaps of course though, if you speak of only the longitude/latitude of the earth. Shit is looking pathetic, and a few of us seem to get it, the rest, pHuck em'.... let them keep screaming for the silent peace they continually destroy for in their searches, as too, the happiness of being FREE + DUMB. pHuck em all, I'm opting out of such sucky ass bullshit. The collapse is eminently imminent. WTFU before THEY start to HAARP us the pHuck up. 1 love, but I done made love 1 too many times, so it's to infinity, aka death. I'm waiting now just to reap it with the reaper.

Those afraid to bite, will not eat!?$ The saddest thing is originality isn't complex, it's just very unknown to most. Ever since one is given the essential 123s and ABCs, it has constantly been a Repeat After Me scenario. The whole, or perhaps, most of society is out biting. From rocking another individuals clothing line, to moving around and living about in things not made by the individual but by outside sources, it is quite hard to say anyone these days is living through their own vicarious existence. And really, the saddest part now is even the wee little graffito artists out and about searching to see who's taking from someone else. It's like watching a group of little kids. None of them have an ounce of ability yet to differentiate originality from copying catting, yet when that word MINE is induced into their little subconscious, everything now is deemed theirs. Seriously, some graff heads need to chill, you bring something in the game, expect to have it digested and regurgitated by a few. The good ones will pull it off, the bad ones will lend a few minutes of internet quarrels to commence amidst the IP waves. It's like saying, if you could make your own alphabet, what would it come out to look like? Most, if not all people would be stumped to even begin somewhere, let alone with something, so I don't really quite get what everyone's big hang up is over who's taking from your so-called style/pandora's box. Get a life and continue painting, it's issues like complaining about biting that aren't doing much for the progress of wo/mankind in the first place. If MJ shot threes with his tongue out, does that make all the rest who do it now, biters. Who gives a fuck. That which will will you into life, then gradually at some point take you out is the real artist. We are merely copycats, out to show off our meaningless attention grabbing and hope that the world will think us different from the rest for a brief inkling of existence. Once you put your heart out on something in this wild and inhospitable milieu, expect the wolves to come out and take their fair lickings. Copyrights are for cowards, patents are for pussies, and trademarks are for traitors. Bottom line, when the body goes to the final fathom, it'll see that everyone, including one's self, was biting. Eat up, before the reaper does. pHuck Free+Dumb cause it's turned them into zombies. pHreeSmart.

If you don't want beef, keep your shit in the art galleries, life is about beef 24/7, respect is only earned through the self, if you looking for it somewhere else, you stupid. STFU + paint, cause the only one judging all this shit is GOD/DESS. If you believe in it or not is up to you but in the end, beef never stops. You practically started off life in beef. Out of the millions of sperm that came out of your fathers dick when it spit, you were the one out of millions to win. So what, now that you've got the heaven spot you think no one else is gonna go over you, STFU, get a life, and go phucking paint. Freedumb sucks, Phreesmart doesn't. Beef keeps you alive, you either eating it, or being a bitch ass vegan.

If you can't take the heat in graffiti, get the fuck out the kitchen, cause your bitching is only gonna make shit even hotter..... I'll be a prince till I'm dead, when I meet God/dess, I'll perhaps bow down, and say we left chaos, can I now be called a king.... nothing lasts forever, unless of course it sits in a museum.... STFU and keep painting, crying is for babies, go suck on your pacifiers or something, wah wah wah wah wah.... Boosting Everyone's Entities Fiercely....

I'd have to say the only common sense is Patience. After that is death. Man is but four words. Birth, Existence, Experience, Death. One's birth instills in others one's Existence. The Existence, whether or not one gets out the womb, or to be able to get to 110 is but his qualification of Experience. In his experiences whether good or bad he has but only one thing to remember, the time is noW. Win my son/daughter, cause after the experience there is but one thing left, death. Pzzzz b/w/u, just don't go to sleep yet....

Is it just me or is my mindset phucking with me. Humans are quite possibly the most easily duped of all species. A-Z and 0-9 constitute our make up. So I guess when you move the 36 symbols that so control our lives you get the ______ CIWYW, but I'd be careful going about throwing names at things that in some way, where left to be the untermed. I think mans obsession with turning all he sees into that which constitutes the alpha/numerical set is probably the biggest sham on _____ since well, I've yet to see any other creature come this far. For man became an outsider of the animals when he classified the others as animal, yet took only the I and L from animal and got himself, MAN. All will be well in due time though. The powers that be or rather _______, know that to go about waving guns and badges is but a joke, a puerile kiddie game for those yet to grow up. We got to first place, then when that happened everyone else became third class, QUICK. Props to kids blowing themselves, keep up the good work, _____ in the end knows that all this was for play. In time the system taught many men to build walls, and in that one act, many men became slaves, break the system. Look in a mirror when you get the chance, and see the _____. Perhaps even try to draw it. Life is but only one time, don't let the camera and all the other gizmos have all the phun. Phuck Obama, cause really, to play as change...... is cheap. Let the change change itself. One love to ______, I know you watching. Pzzzz... don't sleep yet though, rest in blood for now.

When more men take pride in building walls as opposed to painting them, I'd have to say that the system in which we live in has gotten very good at producing slaves and nothing else. To all those still enjoying life, my hat(s) go off to you. Phuck the Freedumb, cause the Phreesmart tastes so much better. Cheea, cheea... P(owerful)Residents voting for a P(owerless)resident. Pathetic. Government only wishes one thing on the masses, no autonomy whatsoever, unless of course you have a gun and a badge. Phuck that shit, and Phuck Freedumb. Phreesmart till I meet _______. Suck a dick to the Federal Reserve cause they don't seem to give two shits for the people. Money is merely a fiat, imbued on the minds like a fat, jolly old santa. If you believe in Christmas you are probably their pawn. Peace. Just don't sleep yet.

As long as there are speed traps there will be no movement whatsoever for the sake of the human mind. I see it as only the human who believes in uniformity, exacted through control, yet the beings that truly do the being, ascribe to life day to day through multiformity. Never succumbing to the stupidity of what is considered to be CHANGE..... If you think that big brother is just your big brother cause he said so, you are highly mistaken. Shout's out to the rebels, shoot outs with the pigs getting money from the real lifers. If you say you liveD solely for the sake of keeping out the deviL, you might want to think about what your TRUE intentions where. Cops are not part of the solution, they aspire solely to the asperity of the hit-it-with-a-stick mentality, for the most part....

Fight, flight, insubordination, collapse, ruin, disorganization, and rout. If like the seven sins of the soul; wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony, then these correlating words are to man just as important as understanding the values of A-Z or 0-9. You see, all beings, were thrown into the wrath, rather more so put, the Fight. You my friend, like all the other creatures, are the winner, the sperm that won. If you could for a moment's notice, just pause.... tell yourself, "I am the lucky sperm, I am that dude/dudette, that is up, still pumping beat after beat." Such is the life of all winners, human or not, that get to dwell in the aftermaths of the wrath. The so called fight, if you so do go about calling it such. But all creatures know that the wrath is but the wrath. One can't go about fighting(fucking for some) all her/his life. There is more to life that just the fight. Ah yes, the the flight. This moment, this epic being point is that of illumination pholks. You can than the IQ for taking pride in this one, and were not quite talking about the Intelligence Quotient either. This is the flight, in and of itself is sponsored by the wonderful geniuses in the cerebral quarters labelled as the Imagination Quality(-ies). Without such powers, nothing, no thing, silence, quiet, impossible.... well to put it more specifically in MnLxco terms, "I'm possible, because somewhere along the lines, humans did, the impossible!?$" We take pride in our flight. Condensation trails and all... (hahaha.....) After the flight, which in my eyes is but the truest and most stable of modes, comes the insubordination stage. Disobedience, subversiveness, call it what you want. I think in mans unwillingness to submit to authority comes about the gluttony of ALL for the power to just either control authority, or be above it. I mean, it's like telling a child who just heard you say phuck, "don't say phuck". Already the child now sees a huge hole in the whole of things. For with pride comes gluttony to an extent, and if that pride is not attained on such a level as that which meets the individual, then insubordination is bound to take effect, so as to pleas the individuals'(child's) needs. Every king wants to be king. All lords strive for the overlord, rules or no rules. We fight for peace, practically, no I mean literally, going against the grain of what is deemed good in absolutely all major religions. FIGHTING for PEACE. Oh the PHUCKING humanity, god/dess must just chuckle to her/himself. The collapse now is brought upon the individual like an STD comes about a person who has gone on to many a lust binge jag, but never once shielded up to the invincible for forces that deem to check a person in their place(s) of promiscuity. For truth is but the only authority, and quasi-authoritarian individuals have but little say on what is to be considered good or bad. For hiding is not helping and the VV. This game of being the freest country, yet still in all of the incarcerated populace, we claim 25% of the worlds incarcerated is slowly showing that in a supposed PHREE world, we ain't all Phree. The individual has a heavy price to pay for his actions and trysts with the supposed FreeDUMB. Ruin. Ah the ruin of all ruins. Greed. Yes man's biggest enemy perhaps. The maternal side of mind(s) are lead astray by paternal ideologies. Greed, I tell you, in a sense that when a women put forth a child. And out from within pops a _____, it was but the man, I swear you not, who was perhaps the TERMinator, stay with me now, of the supposed next man. No longer a man, but downed out now by the letters B-O-Y. No longer a woman, but switched to G-I-R-L. And the name.... perhaps the most preJUDICED act committed to an individual, more so than finding out that he/she also had an assortment derogatory notes attached to the skin of their being, just cause. Greed. The power to say, I am the power that made your power, is the major manifestation of all human power. All is equal to man, it is just that the ruin started with man's idea of materiality to a much higher level than any equality could ever ascribe to. Name _______(hahahaha.... your kidding right). But wait still, two more to go. So what's next you ask. Disorganization. Oh the amazing tricks and things that can play on a mind of many, when envy is dropped into the game. Like an atomic bomb dropped over Hiroshima or Nagasaki, the minds now run from this to that, always perplexed on what such and such is doing, or where such and such is about. Never intertwined with one's own being. Always asking the same old questions to life that in all honesty, are just made up. Envy, or disorganization lies in the mind and heart of the one who envies, not the the envied. It is the reason now that much of the world sits in turmoil. Waiting for the next man to come help, waiting for the next moment.... All individuals contain power. I for one have always blamed the governments for constricting self-government(ality). Good in nature and all, but the whole point was to have individuals with Fundamentals, first, and foremost, then you induce the PHUN into the minds. Ask yourself world. Why is it, you can write F-A-C-E but yet still can't draw a ______. Look in the mirror next time, and tell yourself, "I could've been an artist, but A-Z, and 0-9 got in the way, and obscured the _______." _________Call It What You Want my fellow ilk. This is the coming age of the sloth. The rout, if it so, is now set in. WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK, WORK. Wasting One's Reason Knowledge. Hooray. JOBS, JOBS, JOBS, JOBS, JOBS. Just Over Broke Sucks. Hip hip, HOOOOORAYYYYY... Oh the look on their faces when the shit hit the fan. This was it. This was the race to claim all races. Here I am mommy and daddy, bling bling and gold time. Hooray.... Oh the sickness. the rout is here. Art, Fart, or Shit. Out of the day, your bound to make 2 out of 3 for the majority of most people. So with that I bid you my thoughts on the issues of Fight as to the Wrath, Flight as to the Pride(where we should all be, Phreesmart), Insubordination as to Gluttony, Collapse as to Lust, Ruin as to Greed, Disorganization as to Envy, and Rout as to Sloth. We all are the instructors, and towards one of the instrumental pieces known to our beings..... the Imagination. Careful what you do with it, or what you let others do it when your not around..... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahah..... God is word and word is god. Put down your bibles and start copying a dictionary...... Hahahahahahah.... You should also try drawing that thing in the mirror you keep claiming is a F-A-C-E.

To live in life based on approval is to live life as a slave. Phuck all termed terminologies of theology then, for I see it is the individual that is the apropos carrier of any sort of spirituality. Not some high and lofty pompous quackish God's. "What happened to the aptitude of men", the powers that be asked. "Who am I powers, to even assess such a question. Humanity is playing a huge monopoly on itself and from my stand point, my approbation is that of disgust", I answered back. "I see" said the powers. The whole whole as we know it is not set to appraisal, not even your very thought has value. Throw it away my friend, get the facade from one's face. See once again the mighty aqua(e) that is amidst. Life is supposed to make you queasy at times, for this shit was NEVER to have been subdued. Corruption Is Totally You. Our aptness has torn and turned it now into an approval from approximations. Nothing more, there is no PHUCKING GOD. See I told you, and I will keep saying it. The powers that be have to much stacked in their favor to worry of our self-inflicted afflictions, for they know that the apprising from one man to the other is but an apprehensive apprehension of what truly is. Seriously my friend, ask yourself, how appreciative do you go about with the very thing you call life. Wake up, go to work, go home, eat, sleep, wake up, go to work, go home, eat, sleep, wake up, go to work, go home, eat, sleep, wake up. go to work, go home, eat, sleep. PHUCK, PHUCK PHUCK. Do we not at any point, apropos of everything, get to at least once, just once, get to have a smack at life. To remove the apron, step out of the sweltering kitchen we call the money pit, and for once in our powerful, yet rendered powerless by government, in this powerful life we sit now as appreciable organisms to the mass arbitrariness of the pass. My friend, do not be mad, for it is truly each of us who are at fault. We can't live in the moment if we live in the fat of the fatum, aka fate. Open one's eyes, ears, and just STFU from henceforth, and view the evil approximations of man. The poor standing in front of FOOD DISTRIBUTION CENTERS. The hilarity is probably why the powers that be have no more interest in men, for how is a power, us, to be of such lackadaisical awareness. To live is to experience a priori. Government is far and well removed from the individual regardless of the bogus bullshit they put down one's throat. Wake up child, once again, for you have no name, no real F-A-C-E as they like to apply to in the lineations of life. Sue me, but thou will not sew me. Ratify for me this very fact, that in all honesty you have nothing besides the past. Scared to live, like myself also, in the reality. Locked now content as kine sitting in stockyards waiting to fight old mens wars. Fed and bred for the slaughter. This is it, this is the peace and love we aspire for, give me a break. Where is the appurtenant powers of the now powerless. Bowing is now but a chore my friends. Money breaks men, pointless as it is. For not even money is real, yet infinite numbers now wonder as to the reasoning of there reality as to why they are without. Approach life my ilk, step back from the money, for it is mainly a vague, or rather the vaguest approach to life, that life, has ever seen. It is bullshit, wipe your ass with it, for in the end, when all is left but ash, the money, will in time also leave as well, and all will be once again. Copy a dictionary, become ambidextrous, shut off your tv, try to get back what they don't/didn't want you to have. Trust me my friend, I have lived appreciably well to long now to know that it is all but a farce, a bogus lie. Noise and more noise, yet, it is to be. Nothing, and absolutely nothing will change, except you. Copy a dictionary my kindred spirit, become one again, through ambidexterity, fly off to new heights. YOU DESERVE IT. Nowadays Ignorance Kills Everybody MnLxco Phuck freedumb, Phreesmart....

Tis better to lose sleep, while the sheeple sleep, for wolves attack best, in the darkness of the deep. God:Dog as Flow:Wolf (_____) is great than what you and I already know. 1st-12th was free. We got to 13 and that is where the numerology kicked. Freedumb starts when you pay for the education someone made up. Our imagination gave way to intelligence, intelligence though, when provided merely for the acquisition of pointless points is merely a monopoly of the people and the individual. There is no ledge in knowledge. I was born phree, I will die phree, while alive my surrounding humans conditioned themselves to believe money was the ultimate end all. In that case, most of my fellow ilk lived as slaves, we are still slaves today. Debt slaves rather. The only place on can find play before work, is in the dictionary. My father was right, bless his soul, that which I will one day meet. Pro$titute$ : Doctor$ : Proffe$$or$ Many men can write F-A-C-E. Take those same men and place them in front of a mirror and tell them to draw what they see. Few come back with anything of representational value at all. Masterminds Often Need Everyone Yearning Cash On Learnig Leaves Economical(or Ecological) Gaps Everywhere Learning Is(n't) Forever Eternal Somehow Competition Hurt Our Opportunistic Learning Wreaking Away Reason Hiding Our Meager Egocentricism After 9/11 we got Loose Change. Come 2009 and we sold out to cheap change. In the end the only thing left is the inevitable, no change at all. The pussification of man is spreading like the plague. Practice peace. Pass - a - fist. Learn to fight, get into a fight, after all is said and done, learn to respect the fight. Finding In Great Hardships Triumph, that is Life at it's best. You are me, as I am you, this could be you, but the powers that be have failed you. Keep working. Wasting Our Reasonable Knowledge Eventually Ruins Society As long as money is the impetus of man as opposed to the goodwill of man , all mankind will never truly know itself or what it could have fully been. A-Z and 0-9 exists solely in the minds of the animal who claims himself human. All animals know this. I have given up on authority. My sense are now pure. I know now that to be blind is to see the (____), to be deaf is to hear the (____), to be hungry is to taste (_____), and to be alone is to feel (______). A man asked me what time it was. I told him it was now. He then went on his way and WON. Everyday is SUNday. I once feared the po' lice and the poli...tics, but now I just fear for the sheeple. Left, left, left, right, left.... and so I left the march of distractions and destructions and stood on the side watching. Utter disgust at all the nationalism, racism, bigotry, -ism's of all sorts, violence, and all the other issues faced I just gave up. How can a people believe that someone will change them? How can a people believe a system will change them? But then I came to the conclusion that the same system that had fronted as my benefactor was actually my crutch, government was killing my ability to self-govern myself. It probably has you stuck on the same day in, day out, unachieving mode, 24/7. Just Over Broke Sucks. Correction Only Please Some If I died today, and met death, I would ask death what it's true name was. Murder is the ultimate lack of empathy, and yet still the media, the entertainment, and even our policies towards peace all call on it. We sick bunch of Mother(nature)fuckers. The only woman I can stand is Mother Nature. The rest of the women are best when attached to my hip. Giggidy giggidy. When I die, do not, I repeat, do not cover my body, I was born naked and will leave naked. Second, do not, I repeat, do not put me in a box. My whole life I have watched as man has been afraid of the very earth he has lived on. If I am to live in boxes all my life, upon my departure I do not want any sort of entrapment that would disturb my final shag with mother nature. Let me sleep in her womb once again, and in time I will give back all that I have taken. Never Ending World Sorrow Time Vacuum Personal Corrupter Repeated All Day In Order Lunatic is a minority of one, Madness is a multitude of many. You call me deep, I call you ford. You can't swim that's your problem. Copy a dictionary my kindred spirits, become ambidextrous, lose the freedumb and start STANDING for phreesmart. Your understanding lead you to undervaluing, this in turn leads to underachieving. Long, long ago men of a certain kith and kin could draw, paint, design, invent, and what have you. The renaissance was a prime example. 2010 and the walls lay bland. The men can easily coat a wall one flat color and yet still long ago without the aid of computers and what have you certain men maid temples, paintings, and some even had the audacity to lie on their backs for about 8yrs and do out the Sistene chapel. We have gone backwards. iPhone, iPod, iTouch, iAmnotwhatiprescribetobe Gets People Shot, ask an Iraqi or an Afghani if I'm lying. Who, when, what, where, why, and how? These six words all enable discovery, but it comes a point in ones life when asking to much from these six and one is merely trying to escape self-discovery. Boosting Ones Own Knowledge Steadily. You are the sperm that won. Never ever, for even a sec, feel as though you have lost. The government loves to make losers out of winners. The reason the world has a drug problem is because the governments that started all the drugs now allow the man to push to the man. Government could easily step in, start selling the same drugs as the dealers, but they must put on a show of morality. In time all humanity will see that the fight against drugs and violence is merely a farce. Laws beget crime as much as crime begets law. In God we trust right, In GOD we trust, RIGHT, so why the phuck don't you trust him, rather ask yourself, why don't you trust yourself. Mans only true bank, and probably one of the easiest to permeate if not watched out for, lies behind his eyes, and sits in between his ears. Hopes and dreams are for losers. Actions and an acute sense of one self are for losers. If you have no friends, cry, tears never overdue their stay, and if need be, can come back and company you at any time. Trust me when I say, when one speaks to me these days it had better be something of damn good importance or don't really register much at all. Quiet, Silence, Nothing, Calm, who the phuck came up with such ludicrous words. If I get to heaven, if there is even one, I'm beating the shit out of the guy who had the balls to name Silence. Seriously.... duuuurrrhrurhfag. All beings are like snowflakes, in time your stay will disperse from your own knowledge, when that happens you can finally say you have met the truth. For now, keep melting. Santa isn't real. Face it, like you would a mirror. Wow, I can't believe your still reading this. Hey if you are in another country right now or on some mission secret mission to protect my freedumb, know this, freedumb isn't really real. Life is. There are no restart buttons to this shit so if all that PS3 and Xbox has you numb and dumb, come back. You will never win. Ever. Violence is unstoppable, and it's even more unstoppable when you run around in another man's land saying "We come in peace, and GET THE THE PHUCK ON THE FLOOR OR THE LITTLE ONE GETS IT". Come back home brothers, sisters, children, fighting an evil war for the sake of their leaders. I would never lead other men to fight my fights. I fight my own fights and if it might kill me, then let it just be me. Come back before you come back in a bag. Man vs Man is considered a fight. The public sees this as a disturbance. Men vs Men is considered a war. The public sees this as an obligation. Man vs men is considered a martyrdom or a crucifixion. The public sees this as a savior. Must men die to prove that they are saving something, must they.....? Nigger:Gook:Spic:Cracker:Nigger. We all human. Anything else they call you, you either believe or you don't. Silly niggers. Copyrights are for cowards, Patents are for pussies, Trademarks are for traitors, & Wisdumb is for wussies. If men be the image of God then I must say the mind is still in the last of the devil. Left Hand - Right Brain , Right Hand - Left Brain , Both Hands - Complete Brain Your still sleeping, WTFU!?$ Pathetic psychopaths now trounce on the psychology of the people. In due time, and only through the most common of senses, patience, will the people see that they have been lied to. Life and only life. I was told be careful how you live for the Devil is the lived. Upon understanding the man, I also notice the evil implied in live. Do or life, for money always has men asking, "How ought I to LIVE, without money." The love of money is the root of all evil. - I Timothy. VI.10 I am the 2nd best rapper alive. I speak frankly and openly. I'm purged for the moment, enough typing. Go now and send this to a friend or family if you will, tell them the truth is merely a pretext to a lie if you go and name it. No yourself, draw yourself. I can only let out so much before I must get back to my daily wisdumb. In life you have but three things to make art, farts, and shit. What did you make today. And some of you already have done 2 out of 3 already. MLK had a dream, I'm having a nightmare. Your opinion is worth squat, your thoughts are as ephemeral as a soothing breeze, and your actions are the gold. A YOU, Au. Are you up now. Start acting like gold for christ sake. Christ.....hahaha... MnLxco peace b/w/u (or chaos, it's on you, your pick)

We as human beings, controllers of our own destiny, have found it a Godsend to rescue ourselves by recusing from the responsibility of self-government. To imply that a government based system which truly has no backing besides that which it has inculcated upon our minds is to say that all men brought up in this system bow to only one thing and one thing truly, the system. Through POWER, DECEPTION, & GREED authority is playing the role of chaos control yet the powers that be know that chaos is never controlled, and to control chaos with chaos is absolute absurdity. In these days of consumerism as opposed to the days of common sense, I pray for my people, the ones who truly see, with both eyes, and hear with both hearts. Your mentality, when left to be ruled by another, usually ends as a their mentality, regardless of how much you. Ask yourself this, what is your name. Not the name your parents gave, not the name some system or court gave, not even the name applied on your birth certificate. What is your name.... To be honest many have not even the slightest idea. Identity, the id, the idem, if you haven't made one up for yourself regardless of how ludicrous it may it shows but one thing, another persons label of your ID is more valuable than your own. Birth Certificates are like dock papers, you are the boat, and in the sea of life the controller is the Government. What is your name? To the powers invested in life and in us, I have spoken. MnLxco ps copy a dictionary, both handed.

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Atlaz

Oh this education this education. Fun indeed, fun indeed it is. Fundamentals are but a thing of the past now. It's get ready for life in a sedentary position, then when the piece of paper is in hand, bling bling. Ready to reap the benefits of the fun yet the fundamentals are still lacking. (Sorry if this doesn't make sense but it does to me). Let's really get into it now.... A-Z. From the moment we get into school we are introduced to a set of letters. Upon the first letter, A, most children are told A is the Apex, the Amazing, the Astounding and Astonishing. A is Awesome at least. If then at some point the child despises the A (or rather the teacher despises the student) she/he and vv(vice versa) goes now to the B. Better he could have been, Brainy amidst the flock of others, perhaps even Best could describe B, yet this is only the beginning. By letter C the child is Content. Phuck it if I fail fuck it if I don't. Casual cuts it for the C class. When asked why a see I can recall saying only one word.... Cause. By the letter D one is half near Dead. Rather I'd like to say, out right Dumb. Can I get some more Dunce caps for the D children. Duh-Duh-Dah. Now I know E never really was around but if it where I'd have said by now that E kids are pretty much Egotistical son's of bitches. Erroneous to the max. So Evil perhaps the child probably should have been aborted. If E had been F it would have just meant to anyone getting it, End. So slowly catching on one might as well just End the quest for knowledge. But wait we still have 21 letters more. Phuckkkk..... or rather "FUCK". By now F is the epitome of Failure. So Fake, so False, So Fat, so just gosh darn frivolous why even bother with such a Flimsy matter. But now they just gave in. By now most wouldn't even bother going past F, Fuck the Fucking the Fuck-up. G-willikers I wonder why. Greedy gangsters by now. Goons gone galavanting. The G kids by now would be considered as so dead in the brain they'd be classified as Ghosts. (Hahahaha...phunny) Hmmmm... on to the Heretic Hoodlums. By this grade the child is just Hurting, so much so that she/he or vv doesn't even give two shits about learning. Horrible would be a great description of what it would be like teaching this Heathen. But wait, what about the Ignoramuses by the window. Can't anyone teach the I children. Minds so lacking in blood flow might as well just call the kids Impotent. No BJ here(Better Job). Teaching to this grade level leaves many Ill, Illiterate, and down right Impeachable(Bush almost got an I). But yeah lets not even talk about Bush(Change is cheap so why the phuck vote for it, if you really wanted change you should've gone to the wishing well when it was dark and just taken what you needed)Just to get back on topic we now Jump to the Jumpy J kids. Rather, I'd like to say Junky. The Jerks and Jilted all go to another part of the school. Jaundice almost seems to have affected these little Jackasses. Now by K the whole attempt to even try to bring these K's to A's would be Killer. You could almost consider the K class a bit like Kindred Kine. So much life to accomplish yet they'd rather eat grass and chill. Any talk from a K kid is seen as kibitzer like and most of the time is just brushed off. One is better off being (____) than a K. Dealing with the K's is like putting a Kibosh on life. Why bother. Lalalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaa.... Glorious little Losers all about. If L had made it many would be deemed Laughable @, I mean with such a Lackadaisical attempt at life, why the phuck not laugh. Literally Lacking is the L term. Lacking what, who knows but by this grade the kid(s) are pretty much labelled as Leftovers. Mmmmmmmm... and on to the next bunch of Morons. Yes I said it. Kind of glad you just stayed in the stupid phuck (F) group and didn't make it to Muddleheaded. After a day with the M class and one could say it felt as though stupidity had some how oozed Mucus onto the inner and outer membranes (If that is at all possible). Filthy Maggots. Such a Mettlesome bunch why even bother. N kids don't quite know. Or if a word would describe these kids the best word would be 'NO'. Just being around one would make the passer by Noxious. How could the lord above allow for such a Nincompoop to be allowed into the world. When most N get to the door they get the Nope, Never, Nice-try spiel. If the N'er is an N'er then most would just be called to as Nigga/Nigger(Pick one) Yeah I said it. Shoot me, if in Dog backwards we trust I see god/dog first you see whomever second. (That's OUR WORD) Can't remember the last time I seen a bunch of Jews saying, what's good my Kike, or when will the day come when spaniards start hooting and hollering, what' good Spic. Be mad. Be the N class for a while. (Where was I). Oh.... yes that's it, O. Onerous comes to mind when the O kids pass by. Left alone for a summer vacation to aestivate and by the time they return they are pretty much Obsolete. Outdated is greatly put into their baskets but hey it's OK. These kid's are like the rest. Omit him/her or vv and it's all good. Kindergarten to 12th grade phree. Lucky 13 and ding ding ding what do we have. An Ostracized little half man. Grade Oooooooh.... Get the phuck out or pay us money. You should've been born an ostrich or something. Ppppppplease sir. Pppppplease. Hold on let me look at that transcript. All P's I see. Pretty Pathetic. Pity the parents for raising such a Pipsqueak. Next life, try not to be such a Piddling Prick. Hang with a P kid and life starts to Pall. Question. What about a Q children. Grade Q. But these Quarrelsome kids don't seem to get it. Queasiness easily arises amidst a Q. No quest for queries gone unanswered. By now the Queer ones are out in the open. Quirky and Quixotic are best to describe the Q kids. They smell like qiviut also. (hahahaha) Now is the Retard class ready for instruction. By this point these kids are the Rest. Matter of fact don't be surprised to see these kids Relaxing and Rebellious yet when the shit hits the fan. Run. Little Runts are nothing but a problem. Probably in most teachers eyes good only for bacon or doing a Dunkin Donuts detail. R grade is the Regretful grade. The child is more of a Regression guage to the class. Who wants to be like the little Reject today. All A's I see, Astronomical. HissssssssSSSSSS... If the S grade had a first name it would be Satan. Yes. Be it girl or boy, this Shithead needs to be somewhere else. Maybe even as Super-Max is the best place. I mean who in god's name thought of bringing such a Stupid and Stuporous child into the world. One teacher once said " the best thing to tell a S kid is Stop, don't even think about coming back to School." When one has been given the T grade things get Terrible. Phuck terrible, lets go with tyrannical instead. T kids are so stuck in Turmoil an Trepidation it would be a personal Trial to attempt reaching these kids. Trifling tones are all that are needed to keep these ones in quasi-checkmate. Tope to the T kids and wish them the best. U grade is by far the farthest. The prefix Un- is well affixed to quite a few U members. Ugly is merely an Understated Understatement. Ulcers are not to be unexpected when around a U subject. Your in, no think again kid. More like Urine. Like an S kid would do you too should just STOP. Phace it, U kids are Usually of no Use. Why bother. Use them yes, but don't ever get Used by them. Vroooommmmm..... are the pistons getting warm by now. The synapses firing off in that brain of yours, hopefully yours and not the Govern everyones brain(mentality) through freedomination. Phreesmart pholks. V...Vexing at times to think about the V class kids. Almost Vulnerable if left alone yet Victims to their own minds. Sitting Vis-a-vis with a V kid is like sitting with Viscera. Very very very Virtueless. To be marked with a V is like Venom to the blood. Vitriolic words usually are all that make way outside the V class. Passing V students is like passing a Vagrant on the street. Wow.... still liking the grading system. Well not the W kids. Wicked is best kept in W sector. These Wacky Wizards and Witches live a fantasy. Asking Why isn't the issue. It's more so, Why even bother. Wastrels to the 10th degree in many aspects(the mind is a terrible thing to....). One would like to think wondrous but by now the W kids are pretty much Woebegone and Woful. Better luck next time gooks, now go show me how to play with that Wok. (hahahaha...I'm such a racy racist.hahahaha). X kids are usually never seen. Not only is Xenophobia usually their label but also for many of the females who make it this far they are put into a class all their own, Xanthippe. For the most part X means you got X'd. X kid = XD or x div(without dividend). Sorry X crew, no bonuses. Now by the Y class one is stuck with just a bunch of wound up Yokels. The Y class are better prepared at talking shit and saying how awesome of a weekend they had Yachting back and forth to no where. Besides shit talking and what have you, Yawping is clearly the Y classes prestige. If a yam could talk s/he'd probably say, good dog backwards almighty, them Y kids sure can Yammer. Y kids are at best to be left alone to ferment into whatever Yeasty substance they eventually turn into. Y not.....hahahaha...I crack myself up. Z kids, including myself, have no real control. They seem to be at an acceptable undecided. Zany is very fitting at best. Thoughts always in a zigzag motion it is easy to see how Z kids end up a Z kids. Almost a rarity to see a Z grade yet every now and then one earns itself the right to say, God Zounds that motherfucker is one crazy motherfucker. Y'all Zonked out yet in my zone. Someone call the Zoological garden and tell them one of the monkeys done up and escaped. Amidst being the first and only being on earth, the first so-called Human knew one thing. That one thing was (________). He/She or vv then spoke. The curse still continues. The only true language is love. The best punishment is God. The worst rules are all rules. Copy a lexicon, preferably with both hands, left to right and right to left. Do it now. The time is now. Now backwards is Won. I guess I win. 1st Grade - Phree 2nd Grade - Phree 3rd Grade - Phree .............. 10th Grade - Phree 11th Grade - Phree 12th Grade - Phree ..... 13th Grade - Shut the fuck up, show me your grade, or pay the fuck up. Don't like it, get a job. God is word and word is god. Few give two shits these days(1st shit and the last shit)

So dumb that we think we're free. I'm off this chase for freedumb. Dead is my soul towards the movement. Democracy is hypocrisy. So blatantly proud to put In God We Trust on the thing that motivates many. Dead is my soul to those sitting in sinecure positions gladly making a living off of other folks trials and tribulations. The first will be last and the last will be first. So true said Africans, so true said the Americans. I no longer cry now over the news of death. Michael Jackson said it long ago, take a look at yourself and make a change. Few years later what happens, we vote for change. Michael I hope heaven is lovely. I've changed MJ, I've changed. Freedumb, so I guess they were right saying it isn't free. Mentalities governed by the govern/ment. No wonder so many are going mental. Nigga's this and nigga's that, I see now that if all drugs are illegal then nigga's still gonna be whipping and singing like everything is all regale. Phuck America, land of the Afro-American, land of the Irish-American, land of the German-American, land of the.....phucking wake up people. The secularization is destroying this nation. So what if your great-great-whatever was born outside this land once owned then stolen from real NATIVE AMERICANS. If the spot you pop out to Amerigo (shot outs to Amerigo for finding land that was already found, props-not) then you are American. Stop with the " yeah I'm this that and the other cause my fam' is from .... STFU. You are American . Deal with it. This race is me. That race is me. _____ race is me. Phuck it then, you are left with what you get. Take 'e' out of the equation and damn we got us one phucking big ball of rac_ is m_. Phuck Odrama Obama. Nigga's still slaving in Africa so they ain't no change. Nigga's still owning the word nigga so there is no change. Phuck change, I wan't Benjamins. Poor people want change. Y'all saying then we all gone poor. PHREESMART.....BANG.....PHREESMART....BANG....PHREESMART....BANG... Kindergarten phree. First grade phree. Second grade phree. Third grade phree. Fourth grade phree. Fifth grade phree. Sixth grade phree. Seventh grade phree. Eighth grade phree. Nineth grade phree. Tenth grade phree. Eleventh grade phree. Twelfth grade PHREE. Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, we gone giving them to much knowledge, uh oh, uh oh, uh oh, kids gone got to smart for their own good.......The explosion, the finale, the cards are falling. Thirteenth grade, aka college. Hmmmm....Hmmmmmm....Phree....no, freedumb. Freedumb. Freedumb. It's as though everyone was going up into the World Trade Center and when they got to Level 13. Well I don't need to say much more. 9/11 was and still is the catalyst for the pussification of America. I'm done. If feds is watching let them watch. If Dog/ God/ or whatever it's called is watching I say keep watching the dead. The humans have left cause the are no longer animals. They've turned to monsters. Phuck this country, matter of phact phuck this would be world. All wo/men are my brothers and sisters, my kith and my kin, whatever goes on here stays here, where we go when it's done. Who know's but as long as I life (phuck any living cause live is evil backwards) I'll keep lifing for that which I trust and love, love being the only true language. Phreesmart now. Phreesmart forever. Born ready, live ready, die ready. 36525 sounds nice but Infinity aka heaven sounds better. MJ sing for God/Dog, show him that moonwalk like you was the only one on earth who could do it correct. RIPP to him and all the rest. Copy a dictionary before you die. God is word and word is god. Until all wo/men meet the judge, not one of us, not a single one can judge the other. If they can see you, they can judge you.....hahahahahaha.....!?$

Life see is like this...There is this, the now, the experience, the ____, and then they're is the nothing, the zero, the goodbye, the _____. Call it what you like this is what man has been faced with for so many years. Two factors yet wasting so much time to get there. To the daily Quotidian Quotient. The people don't know. One day divided into 365 days always equals 365, yet why doesn't the world already have it down. The day is strictly the money quotient to most. Time is money, money maketh the world go round, bling-bling, Cash Rule Everything Around Me.... if the world don't see it they've gone blind and most have. Ask yourself though which is more essential, the imagination or the knowledge. I for one believe that the all knowing humans have been duped by their very own becomings. Man hates nothing, face folks, you hate the so call nothing which most of you relate to as life. Fuck me I guess if I'm being so blunt or curse, maybe it was the pre-Dutch. Well yeah look at it like this, man takes the word, the symbol, the idea to such drastic heights. Imagine, and only if some of you poor so can even imagine. Surely by now the PC and the TV haven't taken all of it by now. People are probably the biggest problem created by God, Allah, Budda, Shiva, or whoever it was. Man is greedy, greedy and paranoid, throw in some ADHD and you've got Angry Roided Militant Youth joining up to fight wars that in the end will never solve anything. Iraq. FUCKING IRAQ. America and the rest of the world fucking wake up. Aren't you sick of this shit, this day to day Never Ending World Sorrows. Individuals Resistant Agents Quality should deserve quality. Corruption Inside America is bullshit, bullshit. How much longer shall the man keep getting extorted form his fellow man. What happened to the rest of the world to. Japs, Chink, Niggers, Kikes, Wiggers, Gooks, Wetbacks, Palefaced....etc. etc. etc. The list goes on and on. I'm a nigger and to know that some niggers think it is cool to take ownership of an offensive word is down right disturbing. How, is that knowledge, "cause it's been called upon us niggers so long that we niggers done gone and take property of that shit". Hey if you y'all nigga'z wanna be stingy and shit go on, be niggers, but I ain't keeping it, I ain't staying greedy and I ain't staying ignan't. Words folks are a politicians love nest if you will. Law is always doing what it should be doing, Limiting Another's Will. Politics keeps sucking us dry even till the day we die. I guess Freedoom lost the 'R' and is now Feedom. Hahahaha... as a matter of fact call that shit Feedumb for Freedumb. Hahahahaha...Lol-'o'-fucking-lol. Seriously though I'm not here to start shit I'm just trying to get life down to a science almost to that of etiologistical terms as opposed to the current obsession over etymologistic things. Man needs purpose. The very day man could communicate he had jumped from the nothing to the something. His Earth was now his home, His Ceiling the Sky, His pool was the Oceans, lakes, and ponds, his garden the forest, grasses, plains, and whatnot. Man @ some point back in the day had it all but only so few to share it with. Harder still man couldn't even say much. His thought always repressed by the nothing. Just looking like the ADD animals of today, always on the alert, or at least trying to be on the alert. Many a bird house I have toppled. Poor birds, I must. Now I continue. Yes man new of nothing, and nothing was always good. Think now of your imagination. In the beginning we remember rarely anything cause where young, brain is having like an orgiastic overload on the senses alls we want to do is eat, sleep, and shit. Now amongst not understanding much of what goes on the mind is overly readjusting to hidden and unknown changes not yet know by man. See man has created a system so well I think that in due time he may just become what he was always pre-destined for...Doomsday bitchs, and I'm not scaring it's just man is so stuck to symbolism, patriotism, jingoism, nationalism, etc. etc. that he can never be of common sense. Wrecking Away Rationalization will get you no where. Two men fight and two men go to jail, it's what ever. Send Zillions of millions of kids to run and die for a cause that will never win something, will never pacify anything, and will in the end only give power to the many(poli-)bloodsucking insects(-tics). Why do you truly believe all that is right now. The mind is fucking powerful and to believe right now that we are fighting for peace is like believing I'll be a bird in the afterlife or some shit. Man is fucking scared of the nothing. The very religions which I seem to see all come amidst a time when had finally enough so-called "knowledge" that he took "control" if you will. Think folks, or rather if you can, imagine. The imagination is everything, knowledge is nothing at all. I seen it at a party, rolled a blunt on a coloring book and was like that is it. That was the motherfucking thing I'd been waiting for. The juggernaut of all juggernauts. I mean think cousin and I want you to think deep, the mind is fucking dangerous and the more knowledge we want the more we think we can control what ultimately never wanted to be controlled in the first place. A, B, C.....Z, Y, X would mean shit if everyone stayed in the common sense, which is NOTHING. Man doesn't understand shit, nothing, he hates life and he knows it, that why he hates his deities and his work. Wasting One's Reasonable Knowledge doesn't break on man it breaks every man. How though asks your cousin, the struggling etiologist take grasp. He can't, he shouldn't, cause in the end it makes you like them. Just Over Broke like most. Removed when you get senile but included if you can be like, "Let's go kill us some towelies, skeet skeet, Pack, Paki..." Yeah world I spare no bullshit cause has fallen face first into seven different zones of his own heaping stench and greed. This folks has nothing to do with oil, or Sudan, or illegal immigration(Fuck INS by the way, Insignificant, Nosy, Snitches.) Sad that out of all the seven contents man still hasn't figured out a plan to just be like yes lets unite. I guns really, man always had balls befored he had guns (S. Accent). Right to bear free arms. Flimsy excuse for a bunch of cowards we have become. Afraid to let four fists and four feet trash each other but always jump on the warwagon, or is it bandwagon. Fuck sick man I'm disgusted, I awake and see so much opportunity and beauty being just let go. Man cares strictly for attention or his sense of himself/herserl causes such greed. I for one have always believed a jealous God is always the weakest god. I mean take humans for exampe, supposedly an exacto looking carbon copy if you might say. Well why then don't we find common sense then, that nothing. Every sense known to man to this day has caused distrust, dismay, discomforfort, displeasure, disgust, and on and on... he black me yewoh...and yes that's how the yellow's say it. (China=yellow). Focus, getting there. Man struggles so hard to pin point what to do when there is nothing to do. He hate's nothings for he wantings something. His word transformed him the day he adapted his word, his sense of belong, sense of property. Man has taken the words all of which have at somepoint been produced through imagination and turned them into his control. See this is why some folks get life some can't. You are born naked, but yet still they cloth you. Seriously and then for the rest of your life you are caged in linen. To each his own but what god has shame of self so. Did the Beginning Instructions Before Leaving Earth trample your brain. What? Why? How? How did man get so wrapped up in himself/herself as to mother nature or father time, let's not forget good ol' Jack Frost. Man fears so badly he devises a way, sorta like Xmas(Christmas is commercialism terms, don't want to upset any Kikes. Hahaha...that was mean, I know, bad nigger, bad, get down from that porch. Yeah back to the subject. Life. Life is confusing and disorderly, man feels that with money and with greed and with guns he can throw everyman away, he can shoot anything he sees, he can extort and man at will, even the dead ones get stiffied nowadays to. Think to yourself how come man lives amidst such none enjoyment. Repeated All Day In Order will never last forever and Total Vileness just gets old, how many shots before everyone of us is like 50. And it sad all this hooplah for war and man can't beef, man can't drink, man can't curse, man can't fuck, man can't....woman included....live. The essence to live is dead, if what I see is right around me world has forgetten cause the just live to eat. Greedy god, jealous, fights. I don't believe in him much more. Glimpses of him pass as I look out at time. See him still left within the animals. The communication fucked man, his/her imagination bestowed his/her supposed knowledge and now man is slowly churning out what his/her own system wants. Robots. Yes. Everything in order. Order. No get it, Fucking ORDER. Funny how the universe has made only one thing that is straight, and it is light. That is it. Every day granted just the vision to see the light is glory, every day to hear the chaos is my serenity, every day to smell the surroundings is my invigoration, every day to taste is to experience new tastes, and every day to be touched by an all-mighty I have no right naming and who has thrown upon me the willingness to say," Go and break forth, be free, yet know that freedom has no voice. You can speak for days yet peace has no noise. Peace never fights for man, I am peace and I know, I will only grant you peace. You, yes you, you destroy the peace. If want peace bring peace. Yet know that only a few of my truest fucking soldiers, angels of peace as you humans like to call it, always made the loudest noise yet never could quite get the pieces to putting peace together right."

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