What solace-
 lies in the arms of fate?
The ill embrace of uncertainty!
When did I leave this 
in other hands
To be pulled down at chance?

Ripped away! by destiny-claws
Am I another of fate's possessions
Dwelling! the lie of freedom?
Just another Straw Pulled at Random?

Reclaimed!
by deceiving time!
A silent judgment 
I can not overrule!

Drawn back-
Into the origin-vortex
Uprooted and ground to dust!
Retracted into anti-existence,
A magnet repelled by life's polarity!

Denied the self control of fate-
We flow suspended in semi-life!
Until the ever imminent day
When oblivion claims our breath.

Nowhere indefinitely!
Not dead, not alive!
Existence-patterns ripped of symmetry!-
As Will
and Fate 
DIVIDE!

Have I appeased the gods of Fate?!
Am I allowed another day?!
Must I die to escape!
The scanning 
Eyes
 of Death???

----
Everything felt closing-in
Precious life broken-in
I can see now-why you balk
If I know what I have lost--

If I tell--I risk all
If I Hate--I wiil fall
I could crawl--Accept shame
I could bear--My own pall

I could be cold--I could burn
If I then ask--Could I then learn
Beyond the glass--Eyes should discern
Without love I'm lost--No hate though pays cost

If I then asked--you
What can I--do?
If I then Loved--You
Would you then Love--Me too, now?

Back out, then--Back out, then
Me too, then--Me too, then
Heavy again--Bereft again
Still pulsating, then, would try again...

WARNING
The following technology related rage-rant will contain gratuitous and inappropriate cursing and overreaction. Enjoy!

FUUUUUUUUUCKKKK!!!

I'm so fucking FURIOUS RIGHT NOW! I

I don't have a computer. My ancient iPhone 3GS, a device made from cheap plastic and caveman tools, is my only computer. I don't watch television. I watch YouTube. And now Google owns Youtube.

FUCCCCCVVKKKKKKFTFIDUDKEDIIG

Fuckity-Fuck-fuck-FUCK!

The YouTube app I have right now is fucking stupid as fuck. I can't subscribe to anything on it. To do so, I have to try to slog through the agonizing horror that is Safari's mobile version of YouTube, wait ten minutes for my search result to load, then subscribe to a channel from there.

That is now fucking impossible.

Even though I am completely signed into Youtube, now Google is requiring me to...WTF!
Why the FUCK do I have to sign into google to sign into YouTube, which I am ALREADY SIGNED INTO YOUTUBE.

I don't have a Google account. I attempted to make one, and it asked me for a username, and my YouTube username was taken... And I went... Either it means I can't have it because my YouTube username makes that taken... Or... If I do successfully create an account, my YouTube will get fucked.

See, google has their own line of phones. So now I'm almost certain YouTube is no longer free for apple phones. Which mean I can only use YouTube because I have never updated my ios (on purpose, because I'm using a 3. I can no longer iTunes videos or use 99% of apps, because even the most simple apps now require ios4 because apple needs me to buy that shiny new phone because they are corporate demons) in order to avoid being fucked out of stuff I have.

So now I will never be able to use my Youtube account for anything except commenting from now on, or else I risk losing my access to YouTube altogether.

So, in short. Fuck the man. Fuck Apple. Fuck Google. Fuck corporate America. May someone dig up and fuck steve jobs' corpse, and may someone brutally torture the executives of google until they wish they were dead.

That is all.

Am I the only one in the US who grew up around Christians who didn't run around screaming "THE DEVIL!!!" at everything like Kathy Bates in The Waterboy?

I don't think you have to be an atheist to be completely mortified by Christian Fundamentalists. I just took it on faith *ba-dum TING!* that most Christians were not slavering lunatics bent on fascist takeovers of government and education. I swear, people, I always hated church but I was fairly certain the pastor wasn't a freaking Nazi.

41%

This is the percentage of Americans who "don't believe" in evolution. Over 60% don't think there's conclusive evidence for evolution.

I'm just going to say this once. So listen very carefully.

There is more evidence to support the fact of evolution than there is evidence to support the standard model of the theory of gravitation.
Evolution is, comparably, and contextually, more true than the fact that your ass is stuck to the chair it's on.
There are no "missing links." there are tens of thousands of "transitional forms."
There is complete evidence of speciation, and even "change of kinds." the whale evolved from a four legged mammal resembling a hippo. Fucking deal with it.

{BEGIN FEED}

The Temple of bodies
A building of souls
Given to Cosmos
As we let go...

As We Let Go!

Locked in a dance,
Surrounding the moon
This far from the clouds
The Nova flows!

STARGASM!

---Of kinetic prayers,
Like neutrinos undetected
Through a heart, unfeeling---

Lead us by horses,
On way to our graves
Foster the Owl
It is your faith...

 It Is Your FATE!

Awake in the moment,
Shaking the heart
Look to the spirits,
A Pulsar glows!

STARGASM!

---If energy is never lost
And all things continue forward
What became of my love for you?
Shhhh.....Shhhh....Shhhh
---

And then we shift into Overdrive,
But You're Not Here!
Then your legs and the stars collide,
You're on fire!

Burning brighter!
You're on FIRE!


Hanged from the solstice,
Bohemian grove(grave)
Flesh upon altar(alter)
As we end love...

As We Let Go!

Glasses are empty,
The Owl has flown!
Sever relation
Like you didn't know!

Within vacuum COLD!

---Shhhhhhhhh
Wished upon a Shooting Star
I Laid down, full of projectile holes
A scream, never heard, of anguish, in space
Dashed hopes, in the black
The down of gravity pulls
Shhhhhhhhh.........---

And then we shift into Overdrive,
But You're Not Here!
And your sex and the stars collide,
You're on Fire!

Burning Brighter!

You're on FIRE!
on fire.........................{END TRANSMISSION}

Do you remember a guy that's been
In such an early song?
I've heard a rumour from Ground Control--
Oh, no. Don't say it's true!

They got a message from the Action Man:
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too!
I've loved--all I've needed, love
Sordid details following..."

The shrieking of nothing is killing. 
Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I...
Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair

But I'm hoping to kick,
 but the planet 
it's glowingglowingglowingglowing...

Ashes to Ashes
Funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in Heaven's high,
Hitting an all-time...low

Time and again I tell myself I'll stay clean tonight
But the little green wheels are following me
Oh no, not again!

I'm stuck with a valuable friend:
"I'm happy, hope you're happy too!"
One flash of light ...but no smoking pistol


I never done good things!
I never done bad things!
I never did anything out of the blue! 

Want an axe to break the ice...
Wanna come down right now...

Ashes to Ashes
Funk to funky
We know Major Tom's a junkie
Strung out in Heaven's high,
Hitting an all-time...low

My mother said--
--to get things done
You'd better not mess-- 
--with Major Tom 
My mother said--
--to get things done
You'd better not mess-- 
--with Major Tom 
My mother said--
--to get things done
You'd better not mess-- 
--with Major Tom 

Ugh. Feel like ramming my head into a wall. Over and over again. Endlessly. Until I don't feel feelings anymore.

Carefully, all things considered, admit the lie
A farce grown into a full existance
Making known to the self the failure
Was from the start, not by the end

Petty choices, born of cowardice
To choose the distant, and weakened
And ruin the chance anyway
What shred there ever was

If given chance to try again
No other choice was found
A rotten house, built of empty championship

False promises, born of hubris
Did break upon her stumbling block
A thorn by any other name
Draws blood, gives itch in wounds-- the same

By that same torture that unmade you
Make yourself again
Wield it as your brittle blade

Do you bite that edge? do your teeth crack?
Does it prove a hollow meal?
Could you ever admit your wicker home
Shelter's from neither rain, nor sun?

If said again, a thousand times
Another thousand hours would you be deaf
To bells that toll for unasked dyers.

So, let fly the healed bird, admit
Admit you've been a catalyst
Eaten of to feed the survivors
Picked clean, without mercy
Flesh you gave freely earns no rebate
Soul you broke as bread until crumbs be what makes you

Repent! Repent, crooked creature
Faltering, meek sin who begs forgiveness from
Now healthy lions who leave you in snow
Make yourself a thorn, wound before you bleed
If not, find that crumbs and ribs are seeds

The morsels do become to the earth, and the ribs
Do form new roses. So leave
Admit defeat, craven liar
Eternal dyer, admit that redemption is not
In survival, but Ressurection.

"The Thoughtful Dead"
(c) Darran Kern 2013
 

 

I think that someone is trying to kill me!
Infecting my blood and destroying my mind
No man of the flesh could ever stop me!
The fight for this fish is a fight to the death.

A White Whale 
Holy Grail  

What remorseless emperor commands me?
I no longer govern my soul
I am completely immersed in darkness!
As I turn my body away from the sun.

A White Whale 
Holy Grail

Split your lungs 
with blood and thunder
When you see the White Whale!
Break your backs
 and crack your oars, men
If you wish to prevail!

This ivory leg
 is what propels me
Harpoons thrust in the sky!
Aim directly
 for his crooked brow,
And look him straight in the eye!

A White Whale 
Holy Grail

*Sigh*
Mother, do you think they'll drop the bomb? 
Mother, do you think they'll like the song? 
Mother, do you think they'll try to break
 my balls? 

Ooooh.... ah
Mother, should I build the Wall?

 
Mother should I run for president? 
Mother should I trust the government?
Mother will they put me in the firing line?!

Ooooh, ah
 Is it it just a waste of time...


--Hush, now baby don't you cry! 
Mama's gonna make all of your 
Nightmares come true 
Mama's gonna put all of her fears into you 
Mama's gonna keep you right here 
Under her wing 
She won't let you fly 
but she might let you sink 

Mama will keep baby cozy and warm! 
Ooooh, Babe. Ooooh, Babe Ooooh, Babe. 

Of course, Mama's gonna help build the Wall
--- 

Mother, do think she's good enough
 for me? 
Mother, do think she's dangerous
 to me? 
Mother, will she tear your little boy apart?!

Oooh, ah 
Mother, will she break my heart... 

--Hush now baby, baby don't you cry! 
Mama's gonna check out all your girl friends for you 
Mama won't let anyone dirty get through
Mama's gonna wait up till you come in 
Mama will always find out where 
You've been 

Mamma's gonna keep baby healthy and clean! 
Ooooh, Babe. Ooooh, Babe. Ooooh, Babe.. 
You'll always be a baby to me.


 
 

Okay, I know when the Constitution of the United States said that all men could have unalienable rights that the government could not take from them, the founding fathers didn't mean it like that! Come on people! Maybe they meant women. Maybe they meant minorities, but truly, they did NOT mean homosexuals.

When the Federal Government said states could make their own laws and have reasonable levels of sovereignty, they only meant that states had the right to discriminate against their own citizens, destroy freedom of speech, and bankrupt their own economy. No, you may not legalize marijuana. We will shoot ATF teams directly into your face and/or balls as is gender appropriate.

As of the 2012 election, there is no legal limit or regulation of any distinguishable kind on presidential campaign donations. Corporate sponsors and multi-millionaires already accounted for over 99% of campaign donations to not just presidential nominees, but senators and house representatives. No, your favorite politician is not corrupt. These two facts are not corollary. Go back to sleep. You are still free, America. Shhhhhh.

Home? It whispers words...
And on one bullseye smote the honest...
Before the hunt... 
I feel I'm getting used to them

--Tired from the effects from memory--
Fluttering relapse!
In Sparks of sudden interest and truth... I'm

Trying to get myself from this stain!
It Begins to multiply, whoa!
Unclean echoes through this song,
Yes, and in it's words, I'll rise!

But yes, I caught disdain!
It Begins to multiply, whoa!
Unclean echoes through this song,
Yes, and in its words, I'll rise!

--Can you see what you cannot have?--
Which, in all honesty,
You may think you do, but you don't!
One Question... question: 
Love?
I wouldn't give you the time of day!

Like I said,
Pinging in that same tone of voice..
Can you even hear me in this sound?

So, I caught this stain!
It Begins to multiply, whoa!
Unclean echoes through this song,
Yes, and in it's words, I'll rise!

Yes, I caught disdain!
Now it begins to multiply, whoa!
Unclean echoes through this song,
Yes, and in it's words, I'll rise!

--I wish you'd leave me alone!--

...In all calm consciousness
I come pummel you down
Inspire pained thought unconsciously
Why can't you clean it?
Brought back in each mistake,
I begin a with lie
I wish that this was all a lie...

"Oh, what's the matter with you?"

BORN!
Then I said,
What the fuck is all this shit FOR?
(Change my view?)
I could not lie to you

BORN!
Yes, I asked
What the fuck is all this Shit FOR? 
You know, I could not lie to you

--Then, dirty, I begin speaking--
Not thinking about what I said
It was a 
Just one, then another, and again
It was a
Lie. A lie. Lie. Lie. Lie. Lie. LIE?

BORN!
My hands are cold,
What the fuck is all this shit FOR?
I could not lie to you

BORN!
Indeed! I asked you 
What the fuck is all this shit FOR?
You know I could not lie to you.
One more, 
It was a
I told a
Dirty lie.

(Why don't you stop the fiction?)
Change my view? 

This is all about me.

 If there was a single day I could live... 
A single breath I could take...

I'd trade all the others away.

The blood is on the wall,
So you'd might as well just admit it!
Should bleach out the stains,
Commit to forgetting it!

You're better off empty and blank!
Than left with one single,
Pathetic
Trace of this.
Smother another failure!
Lay this to Rest.

Console yourself!
You're better alone,
Destroy yourself!
See, who gives a fuck?
Absorb yourself!
You're better alone,
Destroy yourself!!!

I'll chain you to the truth,
For the truth shall set you free!
I'll turn the screws of vengeance,
And bury you with the honesty!

I'll make all your dreams come to life
Then slay them
As quickly 
As they came.
Smother another failure!
Lay this to rest.

Console yourself!
You're better alone,
Destroy yourself!
See, who gives a fuck?
Absorb yourself!
You're better alone,
Destroy yourself!!!!



And see who gives a fuck.

FAILURE!

Also, Christmas miracle. Tried to fly American Airlines to Fort Lauderdale to get home. Got cancel pwnt. No surprise, AA is a notoriously miserable airline to fly with. Yet, with an entire plane-ful of people getting screwed, an hour in line nets two tickets to miami, which puts me roughly a train and a bus away from Fort Lauderdale. So, that's awesome. Thank you baby Jesus, thank you for saving me from the Hell of spending a day in Dallas. Hallelujah!

F.O.D. is an acronym for "Fuck Off and Die." not really directed at anyone in particular. If anything, it's kinda how I think the last two years has told me.

3. (complete.)

These are the days, the End Complete
A World still turning on path towards the Suffering
You are our Jury, we are as saints

Our minds divide, the past repeats
A hurt still brewing in the hearts of those we once bled
I am the Crowing, the living dead...

--Dig deeper! Remember
All that you've been, and all you've left behind
Wave goodbye, my dear
Dig Deeper! Remember
All that you've been, and all you've left behind!
It's your home, my dear.

No room to save- the Worst displayed
What once was courage is now cursed in the harm we've made
We are the sinners- before our ways, our graves

Now leave in peace- Undead unsaved,
With World still turning on a path towards the End Complete?
I spite thee Jury! I've come for change!

--Dig deeper! Remember
All that you've been, and all you've left behind
Wave goodbye, my dear
Dig deeper! Remember
All that you've been, and all you've left behind!
Welcome home, my dear--

"Mama-- I'm living proof that Never
Is just around the corner...
A Ghost, to walk the path
Designed for you and I... But

No one will ever know.
*sigh*
No one will ever know."

--TRANSFORMATION--

We are the Fate of Heaven
The call of justice!
We are now waiting
While you wish away with your plans, Pray deliverance!
Well, this is no safe haven!

GOD He will not save you
    IS NOT He will not save you
          HERE! He will not save you from this

You've been stealing my lines,
NOW go on living your lies
For on your knees you will find
You'll face a jury in Hell

We are the Fate of killers
The call of justice!
We are now waiting
While you wish us away with all plans of deliverance
Won't save your soul from Satan

GOD He will not save you
    IS NOT He will not save you
          HERE! He will not save you from this

You've been stealing my lines
NOW going living your lies
For on your knees you will find
You'll face a Jury in Hell

--TRANSCENDANCE--

These are the days, the End Complete
A World still turning to the sound of the Suffering
You are our Jury, we are the saints--

--Dig Deeper! Remember
All that you've been, and all you've left behind
Wave goodbye, my dear
Dig deeper! Remember
All that you've been, and all you've left behind!
It's your home, my dear--

You were the magic
That left a curse in time
You were the Beauty
We had to leave behind

No, no,
I don't want to go, oh no
Woah, But goodbye....
No, but,
Wave bye-bye...

"But I'm coming to get
You my love....
Oh, girl
Let the rabbit go run
It's over soon,
Let the rabbit go run
I'm coming to get
You, my love..."

2.

Identity without a hope
I repeat, and I boast--
This one lacks a home, mmm

It scurries with it's doubt
Behind the doors we always shout
It hides it far below...

Oooh, This is all:
--You and me--
In all
Our dreams
All nightmare long... Ha

Who will be your Pretty Little Enemy?
When I'm gone Your world will prove empty
I promise, you will always remember Me
The yoke's on you, Endlessly
While you eke out your existance
Your deepest scars continue to sink

We're down-- to this Fate:
Deranged.

And we were our own souls to decide
I promised you, but you always knew
What came into the night!
Hahaha

Who will be your Pretty Little Enemy?
When I'm gone Your world will prove empty
I promise, you will always remember Me
The yoke's on you, Endlessly
While you eke out your exististance
The deepest scars continue to sink

You'll end-- just like this:
Deranged.

--There is no me--Without you!
I will behave as--I will be--
An afterthought--Your make-believe
Your darkest day-- Your friend in need

Oooh... Oooh, hahaha!

Who will be your Pretty Little Enemy?
When I'm gone Your world will prove empty
I promise, you will always remember Me
The yoke's on you, Endlessly
While you eke out your exististance
The deepest scars continue to sink

We're one-- And the same:
Deranged.</i>

I know
This burden, grows heavier with every step
Out of balance, I can't see how it's happenstance
Seems it could be, Maybe it's a coincidence

"Hunt for- What you're told, Lion Slicer!
RUN      I run...
RUN WITH         with
DEATH"

I say
Gone--Away
My Heart's
Gone--Away
Take my
Ever-ything
My Heart's
Gone--Away

I see
Light fading, curses closer with every step
Seems however, I'm a victim of circumstance
Growing darker, there's no such thing as coincidence...

"Lion Slicer, Ridden of your Love!
RUN,             I run...
RUN WITH        with...
DEATH"

I say
Gone--Away
My Heart's
Gone---Away
Take my
Ever-ything
My Heart's
Gone--Away
Taken down...

RUN,             I run...
RUN WITH        with...
DEATH"

--
...I Tried To Burrow A Hole 
Into The Ground
Breaking All The Fingers And 
Nails From My Hand
The Eyes Of A Child See No Wrong
Ignorant Bliss,
Impending Doom

Lost Love
Bright Eyes Fading
Faster Than Stars Falling
How Can I Tell You That I've Failed?
Tell You I Failed...
--

Gone--Away
My Heart's
Gone---Away
Take my
Ever-ything
My Heart's
Gone--Away
Take it NOW!

          

  

Welcome to our fortress tall,
I'll take some time to show you around
Impossible to break these walls
For you see, the steel is much too strong
Computer banks to rule the world,
Instruments to sight the stars,

Possibly- I've seen too much
Hangar 18- I know too much

Foreign life forms inventory
Suspended state of cryogenics
Selective amnesia's the story
Believed, foretold, but who'd suspect?
The Military Intelligence:
The two words combined can't make sense

Possibly- I've seen too much
Hangar 18- I know too much