Monday, November 27, 2006

Modified Christmas Ver. 5.9 with crack and serial


Welcome, there is no snow where i'm from...but christmas is a mess still
people are happy (well they're drunk 24-7), it's a month long holiday
everyone buys shit, tons of shit...even shit they don't need, just for the sake of showing shit to the shit beholder....envy is on the top of the list...people are so crooked...can't they just enjoy the drunkenness of christmas and fireworks...? ..can't they just be happy?

I swear Santa Claus is going ghetto this year...he's all in them red jerseys...talking in english all dominicanyork like, bringing presents (tons of cocaine , weed, extasy) and driveby's ...not to the kids but to the other grown up kids, that by that time, are really fucking drunk ...so now they can be drunk and stoned! ...and well...shot....if they dont pay that is....

Motherfucka's got elves too...they're called AMET'S which are like transit cops but dumber...they don't make presents they just give little presents to themselves...it's called "abusing power" ....egomonsters! ...but well all them kids riding around drunk ...(that'll never change), making 0's on the road in their fancy Acuras with their drugs and booze safely tucked in the glove compartment...not under the tree...Although i just gave a whole bunch of people good ideas on stashing spots....

And lest we forget "Sima sabor navideƱo" cranking out of every stereo in town on every bodega, colmado or whorehouse on the block...what does christmas taste like? ...is it like....the mixture between hangover and christmas dinner all at once...or does it taste more like pussy? ...drunk, stoned pussy that doesn't even know where it is at that particular time and place ...she should be home sleeping! ....waiting for santa! ...uh oh....motherfucker's got a bottle of vas-o-line ....oh just forget it...you're fine where you are...this santa's one of them deported, three toothed, gunslingin', daddy yankee and snoop dogg lovechild of a santa ....

I love fucking christmas....don't do drugs....and there ain't no deers in DR...GET OFF THE FUCKING CRACKPIPE YOU JUNKIE

Friday, November 17, 2006

Los ojos que encierran todo


Me observan, desde lo lejos...no es que estoy loco sino un poquito creativo...
no es que sea paranoico...sino un poquito precavido...porque si supieran ...
mis instintos...destruyen, no tengo miedo de las personas...pero talvez las personas no saben en lo que se meten....yo soy un lio....yo lo se....soy un lio divertido....pero un lio igual....hasta donde llega tu optimismo?....porque el mio es eterno....

Cuando tus defectos son enormes....vuelvelos una extension de ti....una positiva

La realidad


seres de fuego luchando contra la lluvia, gente de agua cayendo desde la boca celestial...una guerra entre los extremos....triunfa nadie...el vapor se rie mientras asciende...pero ni siquiera el vapor...es eterno...nada dura mas que el tiempo...el tiempo es eterno...sin embargo podemos detener el tiempo? ...pudiesemos invertirlo...viajar al pasado...al futuro....dominarlo?...si fuese asi entonces el tiempo tambien tiene fin...hay esencias que sobreponen todo...las armas de devastacion masiva que superan el poder humano...sus emociones....