The Mind of Insanity

Re"creation of souls the reincarnation of goals

Blasfomy actually staggering back to me

lack of translation allows hatred to fill in the holes of your bad intentions naturally

Imaginative" initiative's" intuition admits actions of admission"

guilt and submission universal blame on a spiritual transition that'll affect your decisions"

Detonate knowledge dividing the power supply

wisdom gritted teeth clinched fist are all symptoms

Of suicidal opinions critising there victims with monopoly rules

Provided you listen you'll notice I'm different!"

I can compose melodies Darwin and Einstein couldn't possibly fathom there brains combined intertwined with acid listening to pink Floyd backwards compatibility issues the potential of the world would just vibrate on an axis an inferno of black matter manifest into sadness

God is anatomy a code of conduct within gravity matter molded by memories of our ancestors history's

Tragedy and victory life is an infinite" symphony" instantly" distancing itself from enemies strategies"

Impulsive decisions collect misguided results

resist temptations transcending from hope"

Collisions with karma you'll reap what you sew" 😉

If only you knew what you think that You know"

Spiritual discipline doesn't rely on intelligence it's a collective of thoughts you must experience through selflessness"

come to love your worst fears and you'll start understanding with ellagence"

You already know all the answers!

It's all a complex" compiled" with context" just stop contemplating

Temporary solutions I've made the conclusion that it's all an illusion"

Illiustrations of preparation"

Preserving every second just to make a minute"

Keeping you living hour to hour In

Never ending attendance"

The galaxy's are heaven"

love isn't physical it's an interesting anomaly simply put it's a miracle"

You can't run from your own judgement but you can hide from yourself"

entrapped by your own lies

And deception your no exception"

You think your so perfected

But your far from perfect"

T😪gether on the surface but behind the curtains you cry out for attention and don't have a purpose"

It rains dreams to water the seeds of my curiosities sprout's leaves of generosity and create's life so full of animosity honestly it's astonishing

It's not of substance

But that of substanence

It's a choice made by the choices that we didn't get to dictate no multiple choice questions no fill in the blanks no wrong answers for the right questions but how do we know which questions to ask for the wrong answers if we never ask the right ones

If Memories memorized our memories of remembering our memories wrote poems inside the walls of my throat climbed up my tongue and lept from my mouth idk if anything aside from a sigh of relief would escape the confinement of my explanation's

Tear's fall like shell casing's

Accept they leave no evidence

But a fingertip's fingerprint

"" ; Can you feel it?

Can you feed this monster of curiosity... killed the soul.. (cat)

Swallow's itself and digest this construction of constriction's conviction's and my addiction's

Before the rose dies it will turn blue

Gold will bleed from her thorn's

She will be forgiven.

Wilt away.

And Then Be reborn as a sign of traquelity, peace, and courage

Within the smile of the king's newborn son..

Don't let go of the wind

You'll never catch what you cannot conceive touching

You'll never hear the touch of sound's embracing the eqaulibriam of time if you cannot accept that you'll never comprehend something unexplainable

It's not unattainable

It's just unsustainable

Prove it? I don't have to

I could write backward's

(sdrawkcab) it's not how you perceive

It's how you believe you should proceed.. indeed I'm intrigued..

I've identified the neglegeance and deviance of distance between the sun and the finger tips of my son..

My conviction's add to my constriction's constructing

My addiction's creating curiosity so monsterous it swallows itself and digest my soul..

Souls darkened by the shade's of color's masking there vibrance with the eyelid's of silence

Trickling with vanity

Observing forms of expression's unspoken but heard through the ear's of God's one and only son

Chosen for a life of sorrow, neglect, and hatred

The egg shell of his soul untouched by a mortal

The shallowest depths of the surface is were you will find the man you seek

He is trapped in chains that aren't locked but yet Have an infinite grasp on his existence

He screams for your comfort..

Begs for your mercy..

In return he receives only an echo

A reminder that he is forgotten

A reminder..

A memory..

A thought..

That one day

He will become the sky

The birds will sing his name

And his screams will no longer echo

Through the sounds of

Silence..

100 milliseconds create a second.

60 seconds create a minute.

And 60 minutes create an hour.

24 hours create a day.

The day when every millisecond

Takes an hour to create a day

Will be the very second you took a minute to care.

I've become the voice of insidious

The next chapter of the book of mundane tasks more meaningful

Than the manuscript dedicated to the decendents descending from the company of a man with the voice of insanity delivering your sanity to the hands of my decrees

So it may pass through my fingertips and fall into place in the puzzle of assorted answers with no

Correct or incorrect information

Dedicated to a desire.

Inside the wounds of your conscience

Despite the fact that there is no facts

You'll find the imbalance balancing the blame of our entirity will forever remain anonymous because they don't have a connection connecting the dots between the .s.t.a.r.s.

As the leaf falls shortly after a walnut is ready to be unlocked from its roots and catch the back of its friends wings they laugh and sing on the way down to the waters surface the waves of insects dance on the noses of the fish that appear to be annoyed with the sky

The sun was drawing a horse in the sands of Egypts pyramids while thinking about summer time in Michigan

The frog saw his reflection

To his surprise a young prince starred back at him with a smile and asked him to help him

He was interested in making a young princesses his queen but he hadn't a clue where she was

The frog said to check craigslist

The owl perched in her tree

Called to the moon as she gently dived into the darkness

A mouse scurried across the ground unaware and out in the open

Faster then a fat kid eating a snickers the clock stuck 12 the mouse came down

Hickory dickory dock

Speaking poems of odems prosperity' diamonds jewels and magnificent treasures paintings of gods and a statue of medusa sits with a smiling grim appearance

That the bravest man or beast wouldn't dare witnessing

The radio slit the radio star's throat

With a broken Taylor swift CD pulled out the exposed vocal cords and plug them into the roots of a baby tree as the tree grew older it became strong enough to support a nest of blue birds that sing with the voice of kurt Cobain as he said his name is the answer to the question that does not exist for the sake of the forgotten and once known

I don't have the right. Right?

Spontaneous combustion of atoms attacking my neurons with ideas of defining correlations between god and satan

Swallow my solitude ingest this knowledge laced with the powder of my enemies bones ashes to ashes an eye for an eye

So sick of my life I'm ready to die

Immortality comes with the fee

Of never truly getting to be what you wanted to be

So I sold my soul for words plated with gold that will keep me living long after I grow old and indefinitely die alone.

I've seen the face of God

Heard his voice but he never said a word through a tear in my eye as I lay on my floor he led me up the stairway to heaven but i got stopped at the door he said i will see you again with my mind i designed a rhyme to explain my prestige of responsibilities my journey and the lessons that built an army of soldiers ready for war inside the mind of a king

I am the ruler of my dynasty

I am apart of everything that is something

My body may deteriorate and become weak

My mouth will stop moving

But thats ok I dont need that to speak I can use my eyes or my ears to listen and transition vibrations through gravity positioning my mind in a time unknown by your world of fiction and nonfiction it's all bullshit

This world doesnt exist within the boundaries surrounding me

Take the torch and burn the woods

The ashes remain but not for good

A journey through time

You must enter my mind

So please take your time

As we start to rewind

Because its bound to get heated

And whatever you do.. please remain seated.. extreme caution is needed because a lyrical approach takes a further twist I can be the knife cutting your wrist or the romantic kiss or something so sick to give the plot a little taste of all the hate drawn on my face that I cant seem to erase

Or a hunger for loyalty

No expectations of royalty

For what are your promises if your actions are poisoning

Have faith that you'll be ok

I watch from a distance

Protect you and guide you

Your intuitive approach to life will never neglect you..dont stop observing. Just because people dont get you doesnt mean your worthless it means you've been chosen for a purpose keep analyzing. what's the fun of imagination if your to grown up to be yourself

You can fly if you believe

You've got wings strong enough to knock the devil off his feet when you leap from the heavens

The world is gonna see

That a nobody was somebody

That only wanted peace.. the serpents slithering around his feet

Persuading him to fall saying that he lost his way but your words of death can't take the debt my soul has already paid so when I die just know I tried and never broke the trust so if thats not enough I'll give you the bones inside my grave

It's not my fault for my childhood

I wasnt raised to become apart of society and the day my mother passed away I lost something irreplaceable inside of me I wasnt allowed to develop I was manipulated by violence so bad when I blink it replaces my eyelids with visions of violence

I just wanted someone to help me climb out of this madness

Today will end with the thoughts of tommorow surrounding my insecurities and depression pushing me farther into the darkness eating away at my personality with words of hatred

When i Wake up my bodies feeling weak

This shit is getting old

And my heart is growing cold

Wish that I would stay asleep

Because the future is like razor blades cutting both of my wrist

I'm so misplaced in my situation

So full of hopelessness

Staring at her from a distance

But I dont think shell ever notice this

Walk into a room and feel like a shawdow sitting alone on my throne constructed of Angel's wings drinking from a cup once owned by a thousand kings

Pouring my heart and my soul into this shit sit back relax and drink my hopeless dreams

Being a genius doesn't involve being able to make decisions about how to do anything

A genius is that of the unknown

Sworn by their quality of independence for his/her determination to be undetermined

Ask me and you shall be answered

Not with my words

Not with my actions

Insufficient evidence is considered

A factual providence holding no greater value

It cannot always be

For it always was

Never enough or to much

So close but how far

Who am I

A simple opinion of mine

You are whatever you decide to be and the second that you inherit mankinds hypocrisy's you will obtain a sure fated way to never obtain yourself

Denial of true acceptance

Impeding proposed limits

Breaking platforms burning bridges you can't rebuild once you demolish

Surreal is the thought that hatred is taught for once it's demineshed

The childs soul will be lost

Success is determined by your determination to remain aggressive in your approach towards staying positive and smiling in the devils face

Laugh at the thought of failure

Remain forever humbled and you will never stumble Ignite the flames of acknowledgment and you will understand what all this ment

You are more then flesh and blood

You are more then good enough

The past is the past it doesn't matter what what we could've done

If you think your gonna fail

Youll lose before you even start

Believe me when I tell you

I'll never ever break your heart

Take the chance and smile

Dance and sing without a care

Trust that you are something greater than anything you could imagine

Love yourself because I love you

Let's kick this world ass

It may be bigger and stronger

But if we work as a team what's the worst thing that could happen 😊

I think about things that make my thoughts question answers my questions ask about the things I think

Once movement in directed

It can only be stopped by the Friction Interrupted as force

Therefore changing its destination

I will not break down

I will not decide

Define my own personal values as I flip through the pages of exemptions writing images of lightning into the clouds roaring winds cursing the light with the catastrophic power of instantanious intimidation

Transcend into the depths of transformation

Nations built from the blood of slaves kings worshipped for corruption falsely claiming God like control. That's the true meaning of an abomination

Our fragile structures give no resistance or protection against the force and brute strength of our creature.

Our architecture is so precise

But we've only stolen information

Coded in muscle memory

"The texture of a spoon holds an identical smell to a blade of grass

On the other side of the fence"

"Build build build

Dig dig dig

Under the fence we go"

"By the time you reach the other side you become aware of this texture and become insecure about your decisions"

"A fear of insufficient texture"

"You retreat only to find the grass on the other side has died and smells of metal"

"The taste of blood the texture of wealth and the ability to perceive death"

By : cody stanfield