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Mercy
Mercy is a feature of the strong. The strong are insulted at the idea of spending destructive energy on lesser beings.
This, more than anything, manipulating this instinct, is how the socialists have made inroads into the strong, enough to tip the balance.
The gat, the trigger, still has to be a weakness in the infected. But those who would otherwise resist infection are very often taken thus.
Or, as John Wayne put it,
“I’d hate to look down the barrel of my gun at a coward.”
“The Alamo” is probably one of the greatest studies of honor in modern times.
its fine
i went there when i was coming through El Paso a couple weeks ago, and when i got to it it was like a massive tourist trap across the street from a ripley’s believe it or not. parking looked like hell so i didn’t even get out of the car i just went on my way and got lunch a few stops down the highway.
Maybe you should read the history.
Or did you simply ask where the nearest Mexican command was to surrender to?
I mean the land was stolen from the Mexicans, no? Or did the Mexicans steal it from the Indians? Or are the Mexicans mostly Indian?
Damn, where is the self righteous answer here…
But you wouldn’t know about that, you have no honor.
You may think I’m joking, but only a worthless piece of shit celebrates a man’s death.
Mind over matter
Schisms that matter
Scanning the landscape with
Spurious encounters
Green encimes
Big preen slime
Pink insides
Lady big house
Sojourn of marvelous hollows
Meet the tragic man with the magical hour
His take makes for one fantastical power
Tooth aches and foot race to see who can capture the Alamo
First come the Indians then come the cannibals
Forest meridian, it measures an hour glow
Thirst is foremost
Release the animal
His name is Formos
He feeds on parables
Bring the fungus
He brings the powerful
You think you’re almost
But he’s an hour ago
Strange lanes and lights refrain me
I can’t be retained I’m inane like Freddy
Fresh cup of what, did you think you can take me?
I’m main capacitor, first blood baby
Save me
From these visions of flesh that plague me
I must take the rest of the day to treat these rabies
Then it’s back in the game like wait for Haley
Strange days and even stranger dailies
Check in later, I’ll be in my grave or sipping Baily’s
Gangster
by Erm Peters
I’m tired of loss
So I will live a plastic life
For flesh and bone
Is still too ape-like
For animals
At least don’t have the confusion
Of conduct and thought
Nothing of weight
And make it all formal
Does tragedy
Make men deep?
No
It is shallowness of being
That is a choice
The heart, by nature
Seeks to unload
The lessons of failure
That forge the victorious
Show that lack is a force
Above all others
Not appreciation
Of the brightness that is
But a clear understanding
Of the dark and the deep
I’m tired of loss
So I will live a plastic life
I’ve been betrayed from all corners
So I possess accurate plans
Not revenge or destruction
Or a victorious laugh
Not numbness or relief
But a predictable path
Erm Peters is me, it’s just a name I like.
I frankly think your lyrics are better than my own.
If you don’t feel like persevering as a rapper, you could probably sell them to a rapper.
Me personally - you are the only one I (still) know who thinks I should be a rapper, and you loathe the raps Ive recorded.
Im giving up the idea.
What’s left is the collection of songs I made in 2017, which only Capable liked. An extremely sad state of affairs, the combination of me and rap music. I got into it only to fill the void my cousin, who was a true genius at it, left when he killed himself as he was recording 5 albums at the same time with nationally famous rappers. He finished just a handful of songs. And Ive always enjoyed rapping his lyrics much more than my own.
I quit film school, gave up a sure career in it, because of that suicide. Plenty of times Ive wondered why the fuck I had to do that. My friend there has been making 1000 euros a day for 20 years and isn’t half as good as I was even then.
I wonder if such things are fated. There seemed to be no other decision to make at the time. I had to go experience some reality, rather than sit in school learning to make fiction. I had no stories to tell, I remember feeling that. I felt I had no right to make movies until I had lived some stories. At least that part worked - stories I have in spades.
Edit - I remembered to look at a such soundclick account made after my album in 2006.
soundclick.com/artist/defau … tent=songs
I see these songs have attained number 1, and 2 and stuff in the subgenre. I don’t know what that subgenre is, how big it is, theres no counter, but apparently some people have been listening to the music there. I do not loathe these songs. But I sent the music out then, a nicely produced cd it was, to about 20 companies, big stack of nice envelopes of which I had some real expectations also because friends said it was genius, and never heard from a single one of them.
Thankfully Ive turned out a pretty good philosopher.
Maybe that’s worth more than art. It always was worth more interesting me. Thought.
r u stating officially for the record that pezer is the illest?
Yep.
But really, because he was from the start.
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I’m not idiosincratic
My flow’s aristocratic
Erratic is my rhythm
Socratic is the schism
Between me and my people
To them I’m a river
To me they’re a steeple
Correcting my merit
You must be a sheepdog
That makes me Toretto
And that makes you Deepak
Antonio Moreno
He showed me the weak side
Since then I’m a venom
To venomous weak gods
But let’s talk about tomorrow
Ancient kings be brought down to wallow
Now King Kong look like a koala
Don’t mind me as I smother Morgana
Do you see what I see pon de Earf?
Local chieftains lighting my hearth
Things are rarely what you think they are
Because thinking is preceded by existance yar
Or maybe it’s exactly what you think they are
Don’t let me stop you, just let me light a cigar
Don’t take myself too seriously
You might mistake me with God
But God is a Pzrsent, believe me I’m raw
Now let me lay down the schematics
First comes funk then comes mathematics
Don’t see this, you must be wearing panties
The world is yours and now you’re in a panic
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Thats fantastic
majestic measure
drastic pleasure
like gods of bad weather
MC erratic like walking stairs inside the mind of Escher
When there was light it found me and named me
I have no name I am famed for the wrong reason they played me
and called me Satan, first all fates failed me, my trail left me cold
and deft I took bribes and cleft tribes and took wives and left,
cold and lonesome my omen it stands in codes of dead Romans
I trump scholars and dragons of lesser homes and colours
I am building and thinking and you dont have an inkling
what thinking is I am ink, I am written “in the beginning”
Bitches break at the brink I split brinks and build cities in them
Fixed mystery-empiricism, Pentad wintersessions
feel sharp edged like steel mesh on crystal meth
im innocent like grizzlies in the blizzard feasting on your innards
" The strong do what they can do and the weak accept what they have to accept. "
- Thucydides
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Haha wtf that’s amazing
“Be clever, Ariadne! …
You have little ears; you have my ears:
Put a clever word in them! —
Must one not first hate oneself, in order to love oneself? …
I am your labyrinth …”. -N
“A man is not great if he is not small, and he is not small if he is not great. Concepts flirt with the loss of their significance in the oscillation between ambiguous states, and this is in part the function and purpose of concepts.” -Primer on Meaning
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Damn! Wow!
Hello!
Nice to see you there
I see you’re delimited by letters
Almost gave me a scare
Ride with eyes closed
So I wasn’t aware
Brink after brink, I see it, there’s a link
Magnifiscent gesture, there’s plenty of treasure
I’m greedy with measure
Economy of leisure
Cant get around Im not a naiver speaker. Capable that barstardo creased all huis text, in the rightful concern I suppose that they could be stolen. They were painfully superior to my own, in terms of just, Anglo-Saxon blood sweat and tears. They were more joyful and juicy than Eminems b ut the same north west evil. Just goddamnm sick lyrics form America.
This shit is from the US yo. Not like your diseases. HAHA
sick sick sick