I need someone to hate

I need someone to hate
I need someone to blame
If not how else can I make my claims
If my aim is to bluff
I need someone to shame
I need a culprit
someone to serve as my slave.
I need someone
to look down upon.
To raise me up
That way I can play my game.
Whilst the other
just tap dances
google-eyed
in to the sunset,
yes, my puppet stomps.
Whilst I travel free and easy
aloof and unseen.
My image is perfect
I am so clean.
If my host should pass away.
Much sooner than later
I find myself a new prey.
I'm a specialist
what else can I say?

Eliberocelta @ El sept .18

you sound like a potential candidate for joining the Illuminati.

www.abovetopsecret.com...

know thy enemy
a reply to: AthlonSavage

a reply to: ancientthunder

You can hate me. Degrade me. blame me for your crazy. Don't go easy, whip it out so I can suck on your sleazy, worship your hate as long as you need me, slap me around and scoff at my misery. Ill pretend that it hurts, Ill yell and I'll jerk, and make sure that your pleased, you swallowed my pride now ill die on dead knees. Make this god beg, so I can wither and die. Thank you so much I love you goodbye

All good poetry it could lead a man to drink.

a reply to: ancientthunder

You sound like Trump.

When you see, the truth streams out from every little crook and cranny. a reply to: WeRpeons

Hmmm.... death becomes you. You know what that means don't you...?

Theres a lot of evil in the air.

I have a feeling that I do, but why don't you elaborate? Its good to hear it from other sources.


a reply to: Plotus

Wait.... I thought you knew ? ...... that's why I axed..a reply to: ancientthunder

beauty is in the shine of the sword!

a reply to: Plotus

Indeed it is, and there you have it... a reply to: ancientthunder

You can't keep a good soul down, for long.a reply to: Plotus

originally posted by: ancientthunder
beauty is in the shine of the sword!

a reply to: Plotus

The flawless polish of a fine blade illuminates its beautiful spirit, and obscures its vicious soul.

-dex

Are those that hate any different from those that love. Expecting something in return for their investment but never rewarded. This is the lesson I have experienced in this life. That these dualities exist in the grasping mind. That true kindheartedness never seeks rewards.

a reply to: DexterRiley

The flawless polish of a fine blade illuminates its beautiful spirit, and obscures its vicious soul. -dex

Or the finely polished blade shines and cuts through the ways of the obscure soul. It sheds light in places the dark soul does not want to be seen. The light gains nothing, the dark loses its hold on the matter. The light reveals the mask that the dark soul has to wear. Or whose dark thoughts know of no other way to exists. The dark soul takes pride in its dark ways and thus is trapped in them. The light has no particular mission it simply illuminates, the dark, on the other hand, has the mission of survival and increasing pride in its choices.

helloo

a reply to: Damla

helloo

Heavenoo8
Samsara and Nirvana is all made of the same materials. Like the clouds.