The digital equivalent to book burning has already begun. I do realize there are many copies of the declassified documents I am going to post here including those in the government archives and in books.

The digital equivalent to book burning has already begun. I do realize there are many copies of the declassified documents I am going to post here including those in the government archives and in books.

The digital equivalent to book burning has already begun. I do realize there are many copies of the declassified documents I am going to post here including those in the government archives and in books.

The digital equivalent to book burning has already begun. I do realize there are many copies of the declassified documents I am going to post here including those in the government archives and in books.

The digital equivalent to book burning has already begun. I do realize there are many copies of the declassified documents I am going to post here including those in the government archives and in books.

The digital equivalent to book burning has already begun. I do realize there are many copies of the declassified documents I am going to post here including those in the government archives and in books.

For years I have found frustration or sometimes even incredulity when I decide to flip on a mainstream news channel. For so many years it has frustrated me. Why do they keep resorting to worse tactics

The beauty of the lake unparalleled To think of the darkness in which I have dwelled It's gorgeous out here it's 50 degrees Accompanied by the occasional sneeze Am I a loner? I'm not quite sure All I really

A feeling of well being Comes over me It's time to remember What it means to be free Torn asunder This was my blunder I refuse to live like I'm already under The ground It's time to rebound You've got

This may be futile especially here. I think Steemit is a brilliant idea. That being said I would like to see a crypto media network that is more egalitarian in it's reward system. Again I think Steemit

I'm not quite so sure who I am I thought I knew for sure Is my life real or a sham? All I know is I must endure Starting over Wasn't supposed to happen like this But somehow I knew it had to Stuck in suspended

The purge has censored the left and the right And anyone else who hath chosen to fight To fight is not the answer, but they're running in fear Because it is evident that their end is near But when the

I've lost my sanity more than once But I refuse to simply be the dunce Who am I? It doesn't matter Your perception of reality I will shatter That was indeed my only goal Subjective the truth bestowed There

You drink the blood of children While you steal the trillions I’m chillin’ with Unas Slayin’ all them villains I drink gallons of ichor because I am a creature The veil I will sever With a new endeavor

I've been a scoundrel lately. I know this isn't me. Or is it? I've been off course For over a decade But I've reached a new low I've become what I loathe That which I despise And I have loved every second

Potentials never to be Actions never to be taken STOP You are not forsaken People running their mouths Haven't a clue Just what's going on Inside of you Your life is a choice Every day You can stay the

God is real Don't doubt it I can admit My judgment was clouded But prayer reveals all When you fall And the angels Receive the call In work in life It's easy to get down Some even like to hit the ground

This was written 10/11/2018 It is pieced together from texts I sent to myself starting at 6:08 P.M. Garbage cans are people too I am Eyedea, I am Lil Wyte, I am Jim Morrison, I am this garbage can Don’t

My ink my weapon A constant deception From friends from foes No truth disclosed And I suppose I've played the role And lost my soul I saw them In the blackest room Geometric patterns And bulging pupils

Misinterpret I love it I used to think I was above it Salacious serpents Scorch my tongue Time the grand illusion My life undone Looking back All I ever wanted Was to be one To feel whole But something