Thursday, September 24, 2015

This now concludes the Crazy

If you've sorted between genius and insanity here,

This now concludes the crazy.
Well, the brand of crazy you're used to.
The blue flu.

Tell California that the Son is coming out.

The pope is in Philly.
I don't know why that bothers me.
But it does.

This is not goodbye, brothers and sisters.
The end is the beginning.

See you sooner than later.
And I love you who have loved me.
You kept me alive, when I was ready to die.
Until God gave me what I asked for.
And now I will do it for you.
Stay Classy, Carbon.
1000 voices.

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Sunday, September 20, 2015

You're looking for red X's?

K. Here you go.

Check this heist out. And it's different from the five that you thought you knew.

JUSTIFIED. To the left.

Chiliadmystery mod crew, I sent you my love tonight.

If you don't fix this, I'm STILL GOING TO FIX YOU. <3

Thursday, September 17, 2015

Don't act like they didn't tell you I was coming.

And in the End we shall achieve... in time...
And maybe in the meantime,
wait and see.

I'm just not ready yet.
But neither are you guys.
You still see this as mystery.

Sunday, September 6, 2015

My Traveler

Let my traveler reiterate the reiterated.
Connect some more dots,

So far, I haven't begun to tell you all the details.
I can keep this up for as long as it takes.
And it don't matter who are,
if I'm doing my job.

He probably should have listened a bit closer, though.

Suck it in. Suck it in. 
Suck it in if you're Rin Tin Tin or Anne Boleyn.
Make a desperate move or else you'll win.
And then begin to see what you're doing to me.
This MTV is not for free.
It's so PC it's killing me.
So desperately I sing to thee of love.
Sure, but also rage and hate and pain and fear of self.
And I can't keep these feelings on the shelf,
I've tried, well no, in fact I lied.
Could be financial suicide,
but I've got too much pride inside to hide or slide.
I'll do as I'll decide, and let it ride until I've died,
And only then shall I abide this tide
of catchy little tunes,
of hip three minute diddies.
I wanna bust all your balloons.
I wanna burn all your cities to the ground.
I've found I will not mess around.
Unless I play, then hey,
I will go on all day.
Hear what I say:
I have a prayer to pray.
That's really all this was.
When I'm feeling stuck and need a buck
I don't rely on luck because

the hook brings you back.
I ain't tellin' you no lie.
On that you can rely.

Friday, September 4, 2015

Remember when you tried to kill me (What's that, Twice now? Nice try)

There won't be a third attempt.
My friends will be here soon.
I'm waking them up now.

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

It's been a long way down.

Now let's start the long journey up.
You can see that hate is attacking your inputs in the comments.
Show them who we are.

Z viruses

I'd really rather you NOT believe ME than to have YOU believe THEM. THEY lied to you. THEY were paid to lie to you . I HAVE NOW DEFINED ...