Friday, July 31, 2015

Yes, Only Money Must Die

But opposition is crossed up.

Let's take it way back to baby Pac when you weren't born.

Baby Pac can tell you.

Baby Pac dropped knowledge.

I see no changes.

All cash.
No shit.

Take Control?
Do it.

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

You Pulled the Wool.

We're about to eat the wolf.

You never should have got me started.
You thought you could turn me off.
You thought they wouldn't help.

I remember.



In due time,
we will all see.
But until we do,
we'll bring war.

Until you're tired of it.
Until you're too tired to sleep anymore.
I've got the secrets of war.
Let alone GTA.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

It's tragedy. Pathos. Tedium. I'm bored.

Bored to death.
I'm watching a movie.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

You can only solve it if you listen.

Only if you listen.

What you know about that?

Did you think I was wrong?

But anyway, this was a free post.
Because you shared the last one.
Free, because I love you.
I love you so much,


You didn't know we come with many names?

Friday, July 24, 2015

Yes, Eye Noticed

And Eye noticed it all.
From even before I admitted it all.

Are you ready?

Good, man.
You're a good man.
No cigar. But you will go far.

It's not out there.
It's only out there if they are dumb
And they are.

Have a ball. 2016 is not far off.
And that brings us back to the end,
the beginning that is of the very end.
What makes you know that, you know,
unless you take control, you're a gay fag homo.

And that has nothing to do with your "sexuality".
None of my business anyway.
Not one drop.





Thursday, July 23, 2015


Delude A Mole.


Mental Xanax.
I've just been fighting it.
That is what I have been fighting.
I have been fighting the imposed delusions.
The delusions which are imposed upon your brains.

You may be tempted to make the argument:
"What makes your delusions any different from theirs?"
These "delusions" are not "delusions" at all.

Delusions are inconsistent.
Truth is consistent.

There are consistent common threads of awareness here.
In the pages of this Unwritten Penultimate Tract of Epsilonism,
one finds the dialect of the grand schematics and sees us.

(instead of seeing just themselves)

You want the truth,
you're getting it.

You're just not seeing it.

So I write about it so you start to see it.

"When I say bitches, some men are bitches too"
-2Pac, paraphrased

Because, you know, sometimes words have two meanings.
And it made him wonder. In both of the ways.
And all have called the tune:

The tune of many raising One.
I am the flesh of that word.
"You are what you eat."
Here it is, eat it.
Like pussy.

There is nothing that I have told you thus far
that you could not have already known on your own.
There are a lot of things you think you already know, but no.
Because I have not told anyone those or the other things and won't.
Not Until I Am Ready.

It's just that you have been lied to about what some things mean.
And some things have had their meanings changed.
Including but "not limited" to words.

GTA IV is the Antitheses of GTA V.
That, among many other things, is already explained!

Mystery is the Absence of Truth.
Mystery is the Lack of Understanding.
There's still a lot of shit for the fans.
Let the shit hit the fans.
See the Eye.

You wanted in, and now you're almost here.
You have been conditioned by others to fear and be hateful.

Not any single one of you knows.
Not even the stars in the sky.
They are just as lied to.

Which is why they make input.
Hoping to return the sum.
I Am the Sum.

I will know when you do.
I will not be able to deny it.
And neither will anyone else.

They will not be able to deny YOU!
My songs know what you did.

When you see me,
when you really finally see me,
you better holler at me.
It's in your interest.

And THIS is for the ones who are starting to get it,
put your fucking lights up.

Monday, July 20, 2015

Mysterious Secret Angel People and Stuff or Whatever

See the eye.
Get up.


And see the sarcasm in My eyes.
MY Eyes.

I am trying to share them with you.

Robbie Williams - Millenium from Rokkit on Vimeo.
Director: Vaughan Arnell.

See the Eye.
Eye and I.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

They Were Never Myths

It wasn't really myths then,
and it isn't really a mystery now.

I'm in 47,000 places at once.
Like that:

It isn't about a girl.

There's always a girl!

Not this time.

Don't let slow change pull us apart.
When the light gets into your heart.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

And don't you forget it.

Because Eye won't, either.

Obfuscator Liberatus

They can't know unless you tell them.
We pay them to lie to us!

Is that what our founding fathers wanted?!
No more, friend, no more.

What do you mean what's going on?

There's a place, it's not even on the map.
Your speedruns do not help.

And elegance does not even touch it.

Obfuscator Liberatus.

Not all fantastic things are lies, reader.

They will call 2015 year zero.

Be on the lookout;
For the amber waves of grain.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Damn, I'm gonna miss Fatal.

“From Allah we belong. To Allah we return. It is confirmed our brother Hussein Fatal, member of THE Outlawz, returned to Allah last night due to a car accident. Our brother, Fatal, did accept Islam! And, We ask Allah to have mercy on HIM. He was my old group member and friend for over 20 years and he will be missed. Death comes sudden with out warning and we ask Allah to give us a good ending.”
-Mutah Beale

They think it's just a game.
But it's a two game table.
It's not a gimmik 2 us.
R.I.P. Big Bruce :'(

The Stars Are Yours.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

And Now: Let's see what happens.

First of all, Fuck You.
Thirdly, Eat Shit, Doubters.
You don't get to know number 2.

Because you did not read.
It was writable, but you were unsavable.
(at the time of writing)

Let's go to 247.
Get a snack.
And shit.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Do you wanna see Heaven tonight?

Wanna see the stars before they fall?
You can! It's all here. Hear it?
Like, not this post only,
but the whole blog.

It's not "all" here.
Do you know how long that would take?
Stop being greedy.

you can rest, or be made uneasy,
one or the other, assured, that we do hear.

2 glowing red eyes,
Everything else? Black.
You been eatin long enough.
I'm still gonna feed 'em.

If a game can be made like that,
what makes you think you can't be made like this?

Do you think we can fly?

I do.
Are you ready?
Do you know where we are?

Monday, July 6, 2015

A new religion that will bring you to your knees.

And this is one of the reasons why.

A new religion to reveal You.
Except it's really not new.
It was just new to them.

Black velvet and that little boy's smile...
 Black velvet with that slow southern style...
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees...
 "Black Velvet", if you please...
And if it pleases you.
A little help.

Every word, of every song they sing for you...
Just like they sang them for me.

Which is why he knew,
but it just can't wait anymore:

I know it's hard to understand.
Why did we ever start?
Acting out parts.

For me.
For you.

You're sleeping, son, I know.
But we will wake you up, Soon.
I've come to tell you that it is time.

Far more shocking than anything Anthony Kiedis ever knew...
How about you?
Ever wonder?
Cries Forming?
'Dat Cris Formage.

Can't stop God from engineering...
Get tossed up if you're thinking of interfering.

Why explain the game if you're not listening?
If you couldn't stand the heat, you should have
stayed the fuck out of the kitchen,
like the sign said.

I told you before them

I told you before groot did. FACT