heavy it is to hear whisper-words every moment & never is there Time to spare - no matter You do - Who continues evermore how a yellow 4 rises high in brimstone blue skies & left behind is cruel crimson 2s day & 8 white bicycles take flight https://madmanphilosophy.home.blog/2024/01/22/commentary-whisper-words-color-counts-9-june-2022/ https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3nmaYpooZYpyjMcHhrjEX8?si=gnPDtf7hQ9irY6hlXRvphQ&utm_source=copy-link
Tag: white
Toy Blue Mouse
Garfield killed Schrödinger - then hid his body In§ide an Orange Box Out§ide a White house but when a Kid opened the lid there was just a Toy Blue Mouse
315: instrument of mass destruction
he killed the devil in a rap battle by stealing his golden violin & using that violin for violence to beat the shit outta rotting corpses - murdering that gold violin with a white chainsaw with black teeth - his favorite instrument of mass destruction https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6XVJePm578RlyBv2mnlpkz?si=smgV6JoSReeOeP67PFbGQQ&utm_source=copy-link 19 December 2025 8:20AM https://open.spotify.com/track/08kB9HSfrcIi83rymwgjMz?si=hVKRUGuCRdGwEIZKI7jMVQ
284 – Whining Wine Kid
Wading through red wine 'cause I'm outta white - Red's good for getting drunk but White hurts my tummy less; Should I really use words like "tummy" when I talk about day-drinking wine? It makes me sound like a Kid & everyone knows Kids can't; Can't drink or think nor can we blink when devils … Continue reading 284 – Whining Wine Kid
277 – White Alien
I wasn't born here Just happened to wake up In this white body But I'm not really white I'm a greenish-grey color Clear as day for any to see But green means sick And grey means dead At least to human heads So they call me white I'm surrounded by white humans They can be … Continue reading 277 – White Alien
233 – Lost Paper Sailboat
The Void isn't just all Black Just void of Sight's Light & so White feels fright Hearing of what's Beyond But the Truth's Story is never Still nor ever stops singing along Just 'cause You can't hear Her §ong
152 – Music From Space
I don't need the eyes of a saint to see People deserve to feel love & be free Yet every time I try to share my plan I Am told "No" again by a white man And so I left to the dark side of the moon To search for someone to share my tune … Continue reading 152 – Music From Space
128 – Painting White Walls
Pulling my selfs & my hair Standing minds standing still In place, one space - I Am Still all names in me - Infinity Only one in Time sees So I feel them inside-out Rise, sit Gossiping ghosts creep My garden gnome's gone Painting white walls
49 – Color Balances
Color painted in luminous light Balances both the black & white
3 – Rainbows In Greyscale
My skin is white; my soul is black; My self: the rainbow in between; Greyscale filter - what happened To the red, yellow, blue, and green?


