If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them. If they hate you, you control them.
Everything they do becomes controllable. They'll be making sure not to do what you say they will - which allows you to direct them to do exactly what you want them to. The only way they can stop you is to run away - so predicting they will will keep them there.
The balance is to make sure to use the ones who hate you as your weapons - and not use the trust of those who adore you as a shield.
"I'll start again, with a brand new name, and eyes that see into infinity...I will disappear, I've told you once, and I'll say it again - I want my message read clear, I'll show you the way, the way I'm going."
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Playing God
It's so fun to toy with things.
To just pull a string and watch it work.
The only problem is that it is addicting.
"I would have kept you forever, but we had to sever, it ended for both of us faster than a...kill off this thinking, it's starting to sink in, I'm losing control now, but without you I can finally see."
To just pull a string and watch it work.
The only problem is that it is addicting.
"I would have kept you forever, but we had to sever, it ended for both of us faster than a...kill off this thinking, it's starting to sink in, I'm losing control now, but without you I can finally see."
Twinkle Twinkle
The last thing you'll see before you die is the twinkle in my eye. Not just any twinkle...you'll know the one.
"Religion is to blame, I'm the new messiah, death angel with a gun, dangerous in my silence, deadly to my cause."
"Religion is to blame, I'm the new messiah, death angel with a gun, dangerous in my silence, deadly to my cause."
Saturday, December 12, 2009
That's When The Destruction Began
It's funny.
The only way to defend against me...is to not try to at all.
"Years and years of bloodshed and warfare, our mission was only to get in and kill, a free vacation of palm trees and shrapnel, trading innocence for permanent psychotic hell."
The only way to defend against me...is to not try to at all.
"Years and years of bloodshed and warfare, our mission was only to get in and kill, a free vacation of palm trees and shrapnel, trading innocence for permanent psychotic hell."
Fortress Construction
So MachineMode is being activated.
All you had to do was open your ears, eyes, and mind, believe in me, believe in us, believe in the one who believed in seemingly unfathomable possibilities.
And yet, you failed to even try.
And so, here's some Chronic Future to go with your day:
"I think you got ahead of me, you got ahead of me, walking back towards the sea and moving steadily
As far as the eye can see all is empty, no sign of anything resembling the living
So baby come home don't you leave me all alone, the knots that you make ties that you break, life you take all add up to nothing, nothing, but...
When you don't play by the rules... [dodododo]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [do do dodo]
I'll remember you [do do]
These are not the eyes of me it's just a side of me
Rising like the tide of sea nothing more surprises me
Slip away so quietly I am riding walking on the side of me please come cry with me
I think you got the best of me because the rest of me has lost all feeling
with no sounds of healing
How can I just let it be, when everything isn't how it oughta be, it's my autobiography.
So, when the wind blows will you hit that lonely road and never look back at what might have come to pass so it became nothing, nothing, cause...
When you don't play by the rules [dododo do]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [do do dodo]
I'll remember you [dodo]
I fell down from the top of the world
It's my farewell party
I'll sail off into the setting sun (hey now)
I fell down from the top of the world
and these words of parting
were written with love just for you
"Please don't think less of me
Because the better me
That stands right next to me
Waits for me to set it free
I am what i used to be
To confused to see
Haven't gotten used to me
Root, trunk, branch, leaf
That's the way it's supposed to go
I'm one my shoulder knows
Asking them to hold the boat
This the fit we chose to throw
Cold nights and lonely roads
I want you to know that you're the only one that makes this life so beautiful
Say it like you mean it, like you beleive it, cause I best believe in going with the season
I appreciate you telling me, cause I was wondering why my ears are ringing each and every evening
So off I go back to things I used to know and when I look back the good and the bad times that we had all add up to something, something, cause...
When you don't play by the rules [dodod do]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [dodo]
I'll remember you [dodo]
When you don't play by the rules [dodod do]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [dodo]
I'll remember you [dodo] "
All you had to do was open your ears, eyes, and mind, believe in me, believe in us, believe in the one who believed in seemingly unfathomable possibilities.
And yet, you failed to even try.
And so, here's some Chronic Future to go with your day:
"I think you got ahead of me, you got ahead of me, walking back towards the sea and moving steadily
As far as the eye can see all is empty, no sign of anything resembling the living
So baby come home don't you leave me all alone, the knots that you make ties that you break, life you take all add up to nothing, nothing, but...
When you don't play by the rules... [dodododo]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [do do dodo]
I'll remember you [do do]
These are not the eyes of me it's just a side of me
Rising like the tide of sea nothing more surprises me
Slip away so quietly I am riding walking on the side of me please come cry with me
I think you got the best of me because the rest of me has lost all feeling
with no sounds of healing
How can I just let it be, when everything isn't how it oughta be, it's my autobiography.
So, when the wind blows will you hit that lonely road and never look back at what might have come to pass so it became nothing, nothing, cause...
When you don't play by the rules [dododo do]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [do do dodo]
I'll remember you [dodo]
I fell down from the top of the world
It's my farewell party
I'll sail off into the setting sun (hey now)
I fell down from the top of the world
and these words of parting
were written with love just for you
"Please don't think less of me
Because the better me
That stands right next to me
Waits for me to set it free
I am what i used to be
To confused to see
Haven't gotten used to me
Root, trunk, branch, leaf
That's the way it's supposed to go
I'm one my shoulder knows
Asking them to hold the boat
This the fit we chose to throw
Cold nights and lonely roads
I want you to know that you're the only one that makes this life so beautiful
Say it like you mean it, like you beleive it, cause I best believe in going with the season
I appreciate you telling me, cause I was wondering why my ears are ringing each and every evening
So off I go back to things I used to know and when I look back the good and the bad times that we had all add up to something, something, cause...
When you don't play by the rules [dodod do]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [dodo]
I'll remember you [dodo]
When you don't play by the rules [dodod do]
The days turn black and blue [dodo]
I guess you got some things to do [dodo]
I'll remember you [dodo] "
Friday, December 11, 2009
Three
The way things are, you will awake one side of three of me. You can't awaken multiple, only one.
It's either going to be the animal, the machine, or the true me. Either I tear everything to shreds, I become unemotional until everything dies away, or you find the real version of me that no one has seen. Every single one of you knows a different version of me which I have shown you. There's a reason I am the Chameleonic Spider.
"Now release me, beware the beast, desire is my way of life..."
It's either going to be the animal, the machine, or the true me. Either I tear everything to shreds, I become unemotional until everything dies away, or you find the real version of me that no one has seen. Every single one of you knows a different version of me which I have shown you. There's a reason I am the Chameleonic Spider.
"Now release me, beware the beast, desire is my way of life..."
Heh.
So.
I guess I'm going to give a glimpse into the mind of the mad scientist.
Not evil, but not good, chaotic but with purpose. It's all so very simple, but only if you know the goal.
Predict my moves and you will, in doing so, change them. The only thing you can predict is that I will be unpredictable. I am the ultimate wild card, if I am involved there will be chaos somewhere. And yet there will be a pattern, one which you'll search desperately for, one so amazingly simple yet you can never solve, for the pattern is not any alteration around you, but an alteration of you. I am steering your perception whichever way I need it - and sometimes, that direction is away from me.
I suppose I shall end each of my posts with a quote. Here is the first.
"So, when the wind blows, will you hit that lonely road and never look back at what might have come to pass, so it became nothing?"
I guess I'm going to give a glimpse into the mind of the mad scientist.
Not evil, but not good, chaotic but with purpose. It's all so very simple, but only if you know the goal.
Predict my moves and you will, in doing so, change them. The only thing you can predict is that I will be unpredictable. I am the ultimate wild card, if I am involved there will be chaos somewhere. And yet there will be a pattern, one which you'll search desperately for, one so amazingly simple yet you can never solve, for the pattern is not any alteration around you, but an alteration of you. I am steering your perception whichever way I need it - and sometimes, that direction is away from me.
I suppose I shall end each of my posts with a quote. Here is the first.
"So, when the wind blows, will you hit that lonely road and never look back at what might have come to pass, so it became nothing?"
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