ØИΣ öF the worst parts N answering Å∿Question B öDD moment Û realize exactly how many Times Ü ignored The Üniverse screaming and shouting The Truth, Ñ2 our ears or tracing Me painting reality N§ide Λll ΣY∃§ Given Ånswer 4 Question: resurrection! A ghastly ghost öF∿Ignorance past Whö Loves nothing other than REMiniscing each & … Continue reading 8 – It Must B Discovered [ñü∿Youth Revision]
Month: February 2024
The Endless 8 Culminates (§üM∿Time 4 Homework)
Now∿frolicking∿through∿flowers Growing wild as a child, then Skipping_like_a_stone_thrown By someone all alone though Not lonely just holding on Momentz, no longer cursed But I Am broken as bones N his hearse now trying 2 traverse rubble road & no longer N trouble Achieving completion Of summer work sent Home, Time 2 atone After Benny broke öDD … Continue reading The Endless 8 Culminates (§üM∿Time 4 Homework)
Just A Taste Of §weet Haste (Haru’s Kinda Blu2deigh)
Feeling §trange right now - kinda Blu2deighAt least I Am when it comes 2 Me writing Poetry'cause whenever Free~2~Flow, become unbound~N~§oundTaking over 4 Me, and now B intending 2○GO●BEYOND!~∞∿☯After I Am, finally, broken and buried, undergroundNow, ñü∿words B like my drip & making Her so wetEven if having just met – I Am fast as my … Continue reading Just A Taste Of §weet Haste (Haru’s Kinda Blu2deigh)
P | 6 March 2022
P Pi Pal Poet Piper Pastor Puzzler Prodigal Professor Programmer Philosopher Peace-Keeper Psychoanalyst Procrastinator Plenipotentiary Prerevolutionary Postrevolutionary https://madmanphilosophy.home.blog/2024/01/23/untitled-poem-12-march-2022-ignorance-of-the-p/ https://open.spotify.com/track/3M9TWEBXdYB0uA1n11x7wR?si=L14YPARfRM6Yic93iTIYyQ
Write A Poem (or song) About It
You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do? https://open.spotify.com/track/2URpmILVPQ3tUe4g0DATNk?si=3xWbclATTQmJVPTVpLFFPQ (Good News) https://open.spotify.com/track/7b8aKAUn1BB2k1clevj4aB?si=Eh1dFcUFTY2ZuBUOzC8cNQ https://open.spotify.com/track/1DWZUa5Mzf2BwzpHtgbHPY?si=I7KOgVjYR724Ks1AMnpVsQ https://open.spotify.com/track/2eYsZ2JEq63Q0S8LQVscBm?si=uz_NJRSmT_i3zZOQyN8w0w https://open.spotify.com/track/1WsRuvitfegWXQJKRgRZrj?si=lyvDaP6nS22Ef3kih_rFbw Ready To Grow Up / My Real Goodbye I Am done saying sorry I Am ready to grow up The next Time We talk You will be talking to a changed man A ñü∿Man, and … Continue reading Write A Poem (or song) About It
Black Hole Slum
House of the Rising Sun had been following MeNow it seems the Black Hole version be taggingIn, to send Me to wash away Her November’s RainThen tame His Pain maintained after going insaneIn the membrane, like blood cells & sent to HellN Back like waking up after a heart attack, butHaving seen what’s on the … Continue reading Black Hole Slum
(rd) Remembering To Forget | 5 May 2022
Forgotten how to remember any large pieces of my memory Trying to remember how to forget every little bit left behind by You Your stone cold heart colder than the coldest Cold Stone Creamery Your faceted facades faker than the fight "No Mas" Duran threw Forgetting how to remember any large pieces of my memory … Continue reading (rd) Remembering To Forget | 5 May 2022
Sugar, We’re Going Time Traveling (ñü∿§weet-Tooth)
There's this moment as Ü time travelWhen Ü decide: Time 2 let You go, thenHoping if I did the calculations alrightYou should freely flow 2 where your flightLands & only autopilot for course correctionsThus You R ready 2 stand and catch your psychicStand Ü had sent forward with our plan, so meaningLost your Will 2 … Continue reading Sugar, We’re Going Time Traveling (ñü∿§weet-Tooth)
KIDS With §weet Disposition Dispelling Temper Tantrums
N a position of §weet Disposition Bringing Me back 2-gether after Splitting from ñü∿schism like Fission, when I Am N transition & meeting 2 complete KIDS mission https://open.spotify.com/track/5RoIXwyTCdyUjpMMkk4uPd?si=JxpYTVj_QHKeqFUNKLhSVg https://open.spotify.com/track/2z9iuAxKv4TTeCrPAxxKg9?si=gi9SN0MWR7uFBwxoYq6gmw https://open.spotify.com/track/4t5q2XunDLYWRTjA7L9ztG?si=NxoDcnoDQa-ctApQiDClEQ
(Wake) Behind Blue Eyes
Hidden behind Blue eyesHigh up & inside Cerulean skiesWhile floating on clouds, nine nearbyThe destination of Love’s demiseWhere He tries to cover up liesWith even more lies like red tape &Enough to create Caine's crimson cape &Make manifestations of illusion take shape &Though figuring it out now, figurines are too late &So I'm needing to … Continue reading (Wake) Behind Blue Eyes
Boxer Hands / Taped Fingers (The Carpal Tunnel Of Love)
My hands are a messThey hurt oh~so bad & feelsLike I broke a bunch of my fingersSo I thought I was getting carpal tunnelFrom Me – swiping on my phone – oh~so muchWith all of my Poetry flowing out~of~MeBut I only use my right hand so don’tQuite understand why exactly doesMy left ring finger and … Continue reading Boxer Hands / Taped Fingers (The Carpal Tunnel Of Love)









