I need TPP for my bunghole!
OK it’s a slight play on words from Beavis and Butthead.
For those of you who are familiar with the TPP or trans pacific partnership or for those who are not, let me give you a brief outline.
The TPP is a huge “free-trade” agreement that has been negotiated by corporations and their minions to essentially implement a NAFTA like deal with eleven countries.
Australia, Brunei (huh?), Canada, Chile, Japan, Malaysia, Mexico, New Zealand, Peru (another huh?), Singapore and Vietnam.
Essentially what this agreement outlines (written by the corporations) is that the corporations will have the power equal to a Sovereign state (country).
Off-shoring jobs to Vietnam and other low paying countries by the millions.
Give Wall St. reforms to do anything they want.
Increase the price of medicines.
Expose the USA to food that isn’t regulated from places like Vietnam.
Give corporations the power to decimate any safeguards with the environment and with health.
This is NAFTA on steroids and is completely against the welfare of the people of the USA.
It is a give away to make corporations more powerful where they can take nations to a tribunal and force them to comply to their demands.
This is the worst most frightening piece of SECRET legislation that I have ever read about.
It gives the evil corporations even more power over the governments that they have already corrupted and bought.
I strongly urge everyone to read about the impacts of the TPP and what it means if this gets ‘fast-tracked’ without people really knowing what it entails.
The Obama administration just like Clintons, and Bush are merely figureheads and puppets for the elite and powerful.
The evil is getting worse my friends and we have to stop it.
TDB.
Break
Why does my heart have to be so violent
Picking em off like glass bottles waiting on a dumpster to be blown away
To pieces
So shattered inside they
Want to feel what it is like to constantly break
To feel
A break
Give me a break from your self projected bullshit that you convince yourself of
Or else your head would
Break
Set me free
Or else
These demons love to play with weak devils undeveloped minds and empty hearts
because they can
And I said I would too
I will do what ever it takes to do what I need to never make you feel like I do
You can't handle it
This fire burns too bright to light up your fallacy based imagination
But I am too conscious to live like regret affected my purpose
Re-routing dreams could never be vain
but time has consumed me
like possibilities forgetting me
and I remember them
Constantly dream chasing they will all soon be behind me
far enough to taste the stars
I will no longer live viewing life through imaginary bars.
-Sunny
Broken
Not to sound cliché,
But we are broken,
Like a lamp,
Spilling out the light
Into the darkness
Of our own shadows,
Our own monsters.
You are the ghost of my past
Always haunting me,
Digging up your casket
From the black circles
Around my eyes.
I thought breaking you
Would help my flesh heal,
But you keep whispering in my ear
A lullaby to leave me unconscious
Of my decisions when I’m with you.
I have nightmares about you.
Broken like the lamp leading me
Through a dark tunnel,
And I feel the snap of my self-confidence,
Without a cast to heal me.
The world is darker with you in it,
But no matter how hard I try
To break the ties,
You always come back to me
Like gravity,
Swinging my loneliness
Into the lack of confidence.
I see you hiding beneath my
Eyelids every time I
Face myself in the mirror-
Glass surface cutting deep
Into my ego-
Like a knife-
Drawing the blood that was never
Meant for you,
Breaking fragile skin,
Making me the sinner I’ve always been,
But you won’t let me go.
I’ve got bruises that have settled
On my flesh
From where you grabbed me that day.
I had nowhere else to go,
And I didn’t say the one word
You had to hear, “No!”
I was thrown off my guard,
But you were playing it hard,
Like I was not worthy of your affection,
I was just the infection
And you promised me an antidote
To my depression.
But when it was over,
All you said was,
“You were already broken.
What’s another screw?”
-Seraphine
January 10, 2014
Tension
Pulling the threads tightly against themselves, in this equation it is the tension and repetition that brings a creation to life. Born out of a desire to do , to see , to feel , to hear , to create, to learn, the unfamiliar task feels strangely natural, and soothing in its purpose.
This feels like my life. Always one for procrastination, long time limits lacked the necessary urgency for me to do my best work. Prone to over thinking, with every new iteration came new opportunities and new challenges, and in the repetitive reevaluation process something beautiful could come to life, hopefully.
Like so many things in this world, maintaining tension is all about balance. Too much and you/it will snap, too little and everything unravels before your eyes. Coming in many forms, ranging from necessity to passion, without the surface tension in our molecular bonds we simply could not exist.
Forming knot after knot, synapse after synapse, building brick after brick, the foundational knowledge that we have had drilled in our brains defines so much of our character, nurturing our nature from seed to stump.
Nights filled with worry and second guessing, I stopped wanting to remember my dreams years ago, and instead focus on the day and all that it will bring. Some could call me an insomniac, but to me, life feels like a race against time, and sleeping just gets in the way.
-Joshua Genius ( Part-time Insomniac, Unicorn Wrangler, Day Dreamer)
Survival
Survival doesn't need to mean Pretending it was all for nothing Like I didn't throw away your razors Even the one you hid in the med kit The last place anyone would look For something to hurt yourself Like I didn't kiss every part of your body So every inch of you Would feel as beautiful as prom queen Like I didn't hold your entire body Against mine Like two hands pressed together And pray "It's ok, stay with me, you're safe, you're with your love." Like I didn't fight your alter egos The ones that couldn't let you enjoy a meal Without making you feel Like you should skip the next 200 The struggle just to get you To come back to the table And be grateful we had it to share Like I didn't eat you up As if the harder you came The easier you could let go Of all the things that didn't serve you anymore Like I didn't lust after you The way you feared I did Anytime we'd watch a tv show or movie Squeezing my hand and clenching Your jaw everytime An actress 70 lbs less than you Walked across the screen Like I didn't tell you How beautiful you were everyday Like I could ever get enough Of your body Like I didn't help you Run to our blanket fort Miles away from your past The one you told me To help you escape Like I didn't want us to wreck the mic Together like rock stars Like I didn't have to fight Your lack of confidence the entire way Like I didn't baby sit you Every time we drink or float Like I didn't give you The biggest diamonds That I couldn't afford Like I didn't ignore your cries for attention Directed at other males Like I didn't chain and cage The parts of myself That made you uncomfortable or call you out Like I didn't go against My gut instinct Just to give you the benefit of the doubt Like I didn't lie to my friends and family About how I got the bruises and scratches Like I didn't hold you immediately after Like I didn't expect anything more Than an apology the next morning So I could kiss you Without being bitter But couldn't help but flinch At my busted lip Pressing against the same mouth Spitting hate at someone She supposedly loves Like I didn't pick you up off the street After you jumped out of the car While we were still moving Because hurting yourself Was the best way to make me pay Like I didn't to love you so hard It would overcome all the hate You had for yourself Like I wasn't loyal Like you were you were Like I still don't compare women And paint them silver and bronze Against a girl who was disgusted When mirrors didn't have clothes Like I didn't call you a liar Anytime you called yourself Anything but beautiful Like I didn't smile at your families disdain After you slandered my name for months With your bitterness and denial Fear about the truth Like I didn't bring you into my family All with open arms Like I didn't throw my best friends On the back burner Like I didn't smile at yours Like I literally Didn't pick you up Off the floor Out the tub Out the streets Out of the darkness Eating away at you Like I didn't hold on While you kicked and screamed Like you weren't looking for a way out Like you don't blame it all on me Like I don't have people Looking at me Like I'm some sort of monster That loved you like a hate crime Do and say What you need to survive But it doesn't have to mean What I did for you Was all for nothing Like I didn't love you For as long as you would let me...
-DCR
