Rush - Secret Touch

Kinda reminds me of some of the stuff me and Graye jam on. I wonder if I should be listening to more of Rush?

Floppy Ears and the Big Guns - Jazz Jackrabbit Theme

Jazz Jackrabbit was a cool platformer for MS-DOS, released in 1994. I can't believe that I remembered the year before checking Google. Anyway, check out this band, Floppy Ears and the Big Guns.

Chris Rock Comic Strip Live Stand Up

Happy Valentine's Day, Love

Slight infatuation with a stranger...

Trapped together within the Cages of the Internet...

Commonly grounded on topics of virtual realities

And manipulative waifus of playful Harems.

He, my favorite of the many waifus I have forced into matrimony,

Including the one of the title HoneyBee,

Became a harbor to share comedic antics and

Awkward relapses of PvP induced arthritis.

My Princess of Redbeard!

Oh! Joyous day for senpai has noticed me!

He hath the most luscious of curled facial fibers of Red.

Even so my mother warned:

Never trust a ginger…

But dearest I trust that he

Not break this little rose secluded within wiry entangles of needle-like spines… #Sarcasm2OP

A smile, as bright as the molten blob of

Solar flares and gaseous combustion.#SunFarts

Tempting the Inhabitant of Earth

To gaze upon a Modern Medusa

(included with male organs)

And so she glances and cries:

“IT BURNS! God in heaven tell Cupid to

‘F*CK OFF!’”

Though this feels like Hou-Yi never shot down the

Jade Emperor's nine suns

Too hot to breathe on the Sodom that is

Earth

Heaven is not so far away

Anymore

Conversations cringe worthy to most,

“Turd Blossom!”

“Piss Pillow!”

“Ugly whore with terets!”

“Can I be your whore?”

“Sure, so this means I can touch your boobs right?”

Are just more ways to say “I love you”

I wish to preside within the Lair of Bears

To kiss a babe’s face adorned in prissy red pricks

To wake with his protective presence

To meet a day together, rather than apart

I wish you were a girl...

Sweet Sickness from kisses

Ignite the fervent fever of my immune systems result in

A disease,

That festers from the heart and spreads throughout the body

Like a cancer.

It pulls me into the straps of a gurney

At the Hospital of Natividad.

Oh! Sweet inevitable death will not be so wrong,

If you are the one to kill me.

Happy Valentine’s Day

愛してる

3 kinda sorta metaphors

I am a home,

I am a prison.

My friendly guests gamble in a game.

In a death sentence, I have caught

Faces of the damned tell their grim tales.

Beating drums chatter to the snapping of limbs.

I am a home as I am a prison,

A war-ridden wasteland.

Like bullets they fly in drones.

My fiberglass net flexes latching to prisoners of War,

Crafted by a Warden, my tech is advanced;

Advanced as the stars crafted from the elements.

I am a prison.

The Warden creeps along my concrete walls and iron bars.

She prepares for the executions of her charges.

The many souls locked within their cages,

They beg and struggle.

I have no ear nor heart to listen.

At Word's End (not Pirates of the Caribbean)

At World’s End

Much like the sun, fading into oblivion.

Nothingness infects the lands like an

Infectious disease.

No cure for Infinite Nothingness.

Lost in a sea of waste.

Life cannot thrive in a dead battleground.

Seed of Life,

Diminished.

Nothing left of the world we destroyed.

Laughter disappeared from this place,

Hope along with it.

As the World’s weight came crashing on itself.

Nothing could save the many lives that walked in the Near Shore.

As the Clock slowed, tick-tock

Silence will fall!

Not even the flaming passion of love we held so dear lasts in the dark

Eventually all blazes will cease

No stars will light the dark sky

Nothing,

When the Clock stopped,

Silence!

Yet a single soul still exists

A single flower, blooming in the darkness

Thriving,

Radiating light of its own

Red, warm

Much like the warmth a mother bestow on her favorite child.

A single thread held its neck high

Spore-like creatures danced, free

Of the many mistakes we made to preserve ourselves

Why hadn’t we let nature be?

The Clock has reset

Tick

Tick

Tock

Tick

Tock

Silence has fallen!

Dogs Being Dogs