Im Sooo Misterunderstood's blog: "rantnravings of a man gone mad"

im not here I've left this shell my soul now travels free/// i'm not dead it's just quicker a way to find the one for me//// tired of judging and blaming folks they will be what they will be//// I've found salvation, my way away, I finally have the key/// let go of the negative vibes the harsh feelings and you can see/// any and everything you wish to see. ever so clearly//// you can understand every chirp of bird every bumble of the bee/// the only thing I can not find I search for desperately//// I have half of what I seek as well as the recipe/// I just need a little you to make a serving size of we....

THE BOND true power whispers ,for it has no need to yell,/// but what wonderful things if listened to,does it have to tell,/// where does it come from ,how does one achieve,/// how to make a lover see,with out forcing her to believe,/// that what you have to offer,what you have in mind,/// is beyond controlling, beyond you both,perhaps over time,/// if we are to be ,if it is destiny's word, something we must do,/// then the power I have, the power I hold,I must give half to you,/// with this in mind as you bow ,my only wish is for you to see,/// as you tremble at my feet ,giving me this power... it's you that makes me me,

A hillbilly went hunting one day in Kentucky and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when he was confronted by an ornery game warden who didn't like hillbillies. The game warden ordered to the hillbilly to show his hunting license, and the hillbilly pulled out a valid Kentucky hunting license. The game warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, 'This duck ain't from Kentucky . This is a Tennessee duck. You got a Tennessee huntin' license, boy?' The hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Tennessee Hunting license. The game warden looked at it , then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said, 'This ain't no Tennessee duck. This duck's from Mississippi . You got a Mississippi license?' The Hillbilly reached into his wallet and produced a Mississippi Hunting license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said, 'This ain't no Mississippi duck. This here duck's from Alabama. You got an Alabama hunting license?' Again the hillbilly reached into his wallet and brought out an Alabama hunting license. The game warden was extremely frustrated at this point, and he yelled at the hillbilly, 'Boy, just where the heck are you from?' The hillbilly turned around, dropped his pants, bent over, and said, 'You tell me. You're the expert.'

some where out here is a woman lost she does not know where she belongs/// she knows not her true place is here and we cant help her right her wrongs/// this girl likes girls and would soo love mine and care equally for me/// yet shes never been here so she doesn't know yet that here is the place to be/// if and when she finds her way this house will be home again/// full of new hopes and dreams that only rise up and will not can not descend /// full of love trust a place to return after the longest of days /// and she will know this love and respect its power and know WE are not just a phase///

arise pet of mine the time to feed approaches very fast and your meal shall be quite lavish nothing like the past mortals have grown in numbers vastly they now reach all over the globe yet there weapons have not advanced at all they still rely on things that explode still nothing on earth that can stop you , take all you need to reach your fill my saddle is ready to endure the ride my beating heart be still renewing our pact again my pet arise and lets take flight eternal life my only reward for making sure things are right while you sleep I sit waiting for the day you feed again pillage this world remove those who live there entire life with sin your only foe killed long ago that beast of ice destroyed by me and with his life my sanity and what was once my humanity swiftly I learned to hate my brother I love to live to see them suffer such joy I get from all there pain I seem to feed off it the louder they scream fuss and fight the more pleasure I get no compassion in my reaction to the evils of mankind your justice serves them right so arise my pet great ender of life we ride again tonight

One day, in line at the company cafeteria, Joe says to Mike behind him, "My elbow hurts like hell. I guess I'd better see a doctor." "Listen, you don't have to spend that kind of money," Mike replies, "There's a diagnostic computer down at Wal-Mart. Just give it a urine sample and the computer will tell you what's wrong and what to do about it. It takes ten seconds and costs ten dollars...A lot cheaper than a doctor." He deposits ten dollars, and the computer lights up and asks for the urine sample. He pours the sample into the slot and waits. "You have tennis elbow. Soak your arm in warm water and avoid heavy activity. It will improve in two weeks. Thank you for shopping @ Wal-Mart." That evening while thinking how amazing this new technology was, Joe began wondering if the computer could be fooled. He mixed some tap water, a stool sample from his dog, urine samples from his wife and daughter, and a sperm sample for good measure. Joe hurries back to Wal-Mart, eager to check the results. He deposits ten dollars, pours in his concoction, and awaits the results. The computer prints the following: 1.Your tap water is too hard. Get a water softener. (Aisle 9) 2.Your dog has ringworm. Bathe him with anti-fungal shampoo.(Aisle 7) 3. Your daughter has a cocaine habit. Get her into rehab. 4. Your wife is pregnant. Twins. They aren't yours. Get a lawyer. 5. If you don't stop playing with yourself, your elbow will never get better. Thank you for shopping @ Wal-Mart.

George Bush has a heart attack and dies. Obviously, he goes to hell where the devil is waiting for him. 'I'm not sure what to do,' says the devil. You're on my list but I have no room for you. As you definitely have to stay here I'm going to have to let someone else go. I've got three folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let you decide who leaves. 'George thought that sounded pretty good, so he agreed. The devil opened the first room. In it was Richard Nixon and a large pool of water. He kept diving in and climbing out, over and over. Such was his fate in hell. 'No!' George said. 'I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and don't think I could do that all day long. 'The devil led him to the next room. In it was Tony Blair with a sledge hammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing the hammer, time after time. 'No!' I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be inconstant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day. 'commented George. The devil opened a third door. In it, George saw Bill Clinton lying naked on the floor with his arms staked over his head, and his legs staked in a spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best. George Bush looked at this in disbelief for a while and finally said, Yeah, I can handle this. 'The devil smiled and said ;........................'Ok, Monica, you're free to go!

I'm ready to touch the sky but I can't , I'm a bird with broken wings, I'm ready to die but then I ain't ,like a bee before it stings, I doubt it knows or cares it's fate is sealed, it's too enraged to see, though I wish I knew before , that hurting you, would mean the end of me, You should have told me it was for keeps this time , I wouldn't have let you walk, if I'da known you were not to return ,I would have made some time to talk , the women the parties the drinks and drugs they all went to my head, so perhaps you did say it ,but I didn't hear, because my brain was dead , or maybe just maybe you are not really there, now wouldn't that be grand, there must be someone out there some where that can help me understand, my hopes ,dreams, my world is crumbling to pieces soon I will be lost in the sand, if there is a god , and he can hear me I could really use a hand...