Sup-po-sition mag-ni-fies what prop-o-sition probes; i-ma-gi-nations clarify what con-ster-nations close; re-pu-di-ation se-par-ates
Within the living ruin of ghostly shimmering heat, lays one hunter seeking that essence of the soul he hunts, and while in stealth,
Alone in a life on a vast prairie home under the torch of a full moons curtain of light
Have we all truly imagined a picture of creation one in which the omnipotent being, our creator established this garden
In a lifetime of thoughts now lost and on that day where the sands of your time cease to trickle down
across this, the living walk on this day’s colourless rainbows all life thus returning, to this f… falling for eternity in the darkes… as wind’s waves scream, over one’s…
Globalization, to gobble this nati… amidst the future generations lost… equals, no more humane presence, this mass, the all of US out sour… society’s scourge, the profiteers…
A relaxing rest all alone, within one’s mind one truth presents peace
somewhere, beyond my soul’s profundity the middle of all the madness comes apart feelings made worthless,
More than fair is just; more than just is righteous; more than righteous is spiritual; more than spiritual is home! Michael Darrell Walker
Dusty street corner music blaring loudly on spent all my savings!
“Generals gathered in their masses just like witches at black masses” 2014 midterm nightmares gleaning middle states bleed, from neo-conn… brown shirted, bragging haters lea…
Time’s mysteries await no one’s expectations, and or life; Moments left... in what once was paradise
Selfish stoats wear familiar gloat… and fear a radar static’ scalping “Aqualung” to Jethro’s “bird” that spitting thing that Elle Mae broke the neck of…
Humiliation’s voice is dead, its ashes burn one’s intimation; somberness of minds forbade, elemental act of will’s emasculati… society’s face hewn plain,
