I wish you had a job I could send you flowers at.
Zombi Tú y Zombi Yo, en la biblioteca to conoció, si estas perdido y soñoando, Vida, AMor, y Guerra no te dio!
Hay ñaño duele el corazon! Drogas truhán tengo, en el estomago hay decadencia, pero la mente trabaja solo.
Zombi Si y Zombi No sintiendo bien? Seguro que no. Haz me mejor, asegúrame y confirme que, Bruja Madres, Siempres son de los Chamánesque se hechicen.
Siempre Zombi Si te quería y tambien el te llevaria abajo de tu planeta, como conejo, con sorpresa de la realidad que todos disfracen sus quereres y carreras.
Zombi No encargue de mi, cuide mi alma, mantiene mis ambiciones, Zombie No en ti encargo la confianza, lléveme a las estrellas, qyude me y los escondamos, robemos el sol, y todo que queramos es por nosotros.
Alicia nunca va a saber, si que pesadilla en que te encuentres. Con mis tormentas y desastres la acabo. Cuando regrese a casa, llegue sola caída en desgracia porque Zombi Yo nunca la probo.
Zombi Yo, es el mismo persona que, Zombi Tu… Zombi Si… y Zombi No. Alicia no figuró que nunca combine el amor con lo que ya fue muerto, no mas rece a el que te lo bedició. Zombi Yo, si encuentras su corazón, regresa a este mundo y disfruta la Vida y expropie la realización que el Gran Fantasma te lo dio, y el Amor de Alicia nunca termine por ti ni por yo.
English: Zombie I want it All!
Zombie you and Zombie me, in the library I met thee, if you are lost and dreaming, Life, Love, and War were not given to he.
Oh chum my heart aches! Rogue drugs have I, in the stomach there is decay, but my mind it works alone.
Zombie Yes and Zombie No are you feeling better? I am certain this is a no. Make me better, make me certain and confirm me that, Witch Mothers, always belong to the Shamans they bewitch.
Always Zombie Yes will love you and also he will carry you below the world, like the rabbit, with surprises, of the realization that all are disguising their wants and goals.
Zombie No you are in charge of me, take care of my soul, maintain my ambitions, Zombie No in you I commission my confidence, take me to the stars and help me we will hide them together, we’ll steal the sun, and everything we want will belong to us.
Alice will never know, what kind of nightmares she will find. With my torments and disasters I will use her up. When she returns home, she gets there alone fallen in disgrace because Zombie Me would never her give her a try.
Zombie Me, is the same as Zombie You… Zombie Yes… and ZOmbie No. ALice will never figure out not to combine Love with what was already dead, she can only pray to whoever blessed her. Zombie Me, If you ever find your heart, return to this world, enjoy Life and take possession of the realization that the Grand Phantom gave it to you, and the love of Alice never ends for me nor you.
The Rhetoric:
While going on a homework binge today I realized my: lack of appreciation, and where my priorities were for several very aspects of my own life, and I have added some allusions from my day to day existence. Lately I have been living in a bizarre state of insomnia and inception, my dreams become reality and have taken me into other worlds beyond our dimension. How strange this must sound to you is just as strange for me living with the demons and loop holes of my mind and dealing with the “rapid eye movement” or “REM” that occurs during the many nights that I cannot find peaceful sleep. Included in my poem are several figures who were at first unclear to me when I first began writing this and forming characters, but I always find a way to find a piece of home and that part of my life in my writing.
At first I begin explaining myself very slightly, with a look at: Life, Love, and Hate. I reflect that with the being lost in dreams and that life, love, and war are something we are born into as humans. Those parts of humanity are something that we may or may not have the ability to control or keep in existence thanks to our being, I personally without the help of the whole world could not end life as we know it, stop love from ever happening, and end wars by being a voice that cries stop. Life, Love, and War are something we can not define, or state why we are inclined to do them, we just do. As humans seeking the meaning of life, and doing what we can to control our own destinies, and future outcomes I write that we unify as a whole and we feel these emotions, which then leads me to my reflection of this through myself.
My heart aches for the world and all the pain everyone feels but this is said without ever forgetting the realization we are just a spec in space. We have little control over the entire solar system and our very minute being really is the most insignificant thing to every actually be. We live our lives oblivious to this with the substitutions of: drugs, self, war, other peoples, and ridiculous turmoil that doesn’t allow the person as a being to learn to love the life they are given. The only reason for this is because we have a society, nation, and world that leads us to believe we are something great but pushes us down and kicks us when we cannot get up anymore. Where is the admiration for ones brother? Why does money rule the world? Why isn’t living and loving life perfectly acceptable? From this idea stems the fact that each mind is alone, we are created from each other to be scavengers, slaves, leaders of nations, for what purpose then to fulfill the time we are given and loaned this life.
Zombie Si and Zombie No represent the “Angel” and “Demon” inside you fueling your wants as the intelligent creature of this planet far from and beings in this giant scheme of life we may never know enough about to completely appreciate. They know you the person as well as you could ever really admit to anyone else, they know you aren’t well, they know you understand the fact that they are imaginary and that you have created them inside your mind to lead you to live “respective, productive, achieved lives”, but they will never actually be there, and I will refuse to change this opinion till some “God divine miracle” happens. Yes and No lead you to be better, they want you to get your fill of wonder and understanding of this ecosystem of mankind.
Along with Si and No we always have outside factors who influence us to be who we will become. Our parents are the greatest influence on our lives, and witnessing their actions then leads one to be ignorant to their mistakes or be savvy and better yourself. Mothers in this piece are reflected as “Witches” who bewitch their “Shaman” and he never knew it was coming. The female psyche has become the true leader of the world through out time and her control of the male can be seen in all animal interactions, she is queen, man is the slave and even with strength or intellect men will always find themselves trapped in a web, and that web of reproduction, and the repetition of life will always be a part of being human.
Love for one’s self is the next point of reference to be discussed, Zombie Si is the guide one follows that leads you through life with all of it’s surprises. But Zombie Si makes sure you realize that everyone is similar but not everyone knows it, generally speaking everyone wants betterment. By taking this into consideration you begin to see others vices, wants, and true character. Realizing this about yourself helps to begin to see it in other people and to be the judge of your association with them and how to cultivate your lives to make something greater which then leads to the connection between yourself and to the human race as a whole.
Zombie No who coincidentally walks along with Zombie Si has a special task in this reflection of life, he is the part of you that takes your wants and ambitions and pushes you towards your goal Zombie No is who takes care of one’s self. As people who accumulate wants and needs Zombie No’s character wants you to strive for excellence, Zombie No wants you to be chief, captain, GOD. He wants to come with on the journey of life, he is vicariously living through you when you achieve what you want and become who you are destined to be, YOURSELF. Zombie No is the characteristic of the extreme part of everyone that seeks and wants fulfillment. The equivalency of Zombie No to myself in life has not pushed me but I have realized that this part of myself has walked with me through challenges to support me and succeed. But as I write and sit here I think about who He could really be? Zombie No is MY outside influence to go for it, he is my fathers voice, he is my souls keeper cheering him on, Zombie No is the one person I do not ever want to let down, and the tingle down my spine, my heart throbbing proudly in my chest is my reminder everyday to WANT and LOVE life. This is who this part of my schizophrenia is, he is my alternate being and my actual closet friend.
But the most important character of this poem is Alicia. Alice is my grandmother and a woman who I have grown very far away from, my respect for her is present but it is only there because of my respect for man kind. She has never really appreciated who I have become, to concerned with her own life, wants, and needs. Maria who is also represented in Alice is my mother who just like my grandmother I have grown away from. and lastly Alice represents the people I cannot find the will in me to love. I do not want to wish bad on others, but as modestly as possible I say that I do see my effect on not being a the part of their lives that I should be. The nightmare that I have cast upon them is the ghost of my youth, and who I was when I was theirs, I hope he torments them so they remember the boy who I once was for the positive and negative historical events that may continue to lead them to their opinion of me. Home in this poem directly reflects the place of so much pain, happiness, and my consummation of my being and personal identity. Zombie Yo wants those people I have loved and still love because of their relativity to me to realize the damages that can never be undone, and for that to taunt them through out their lives for never actually being the true “mother” figure that should have been. In contrast to family relations is the relation to some of girls who I have been with and realized I could never settle down for, the young women who have been a part of my life, from my stand point I never really gave a true chance to, for I would not want to be let down, or let my flaws be the root of someone’s disdain and anguish. Alice cannot achieve happiness with others until she can find happiness and pleasure in herself, once she does the cycle of mankind repeats and catches, I would say a “true catch” in her web, for the betterment of self and the betterment of every interconnected soul on this planet.
Zombie Tú, is the onlooker of life, he casts the model of how we represent other people from our stand points. He is the least important of the group being that he is the most judgmental part of this human in representation. He is the watcher, his contribution is prejudice, he is our greatest fault. With him we will never have peace and he is the part that needs to be left out of our lives, just as I have left him out of my writing. I understand he is present, and he does play a role in my very own life. But I try not to let Zombie Tú ever get the better of me, because with him as a leader I believe we will always be in the same place we are: alone, at war with ourselves, and one another.
All in all; Zombie Yo, Zombie Tú, Zombie Si, and Zombie No, are all a part of me as a being. They aren’t actual things or beings, but guides and personifications that I go through every day realizing their presence is a effect on life. Alice along the lines of this trend of thinking cannot open herself up due to the fact of years passed and ignorance to them, she ends up being the one who can’t take these friends into consideration and fails in her duty to provide the nurturing garden and shelter that is needed to raise families and strengthen bonds, her true love that has never really been shown cannot now be forced upon people she has shunned away, and combined with an impenetrable and unwilling heart. The Zombies who are not real beings are told to come alive and return to their original divine states as understanding characters, at the end of the poem, so that with their learned eyes that someone or something beyond comprehension gave them and myself a gift, and the love of Alice never ends. ALong the spectrum of emotions, places, states of being Love is the strongest of them all and to ever forget that is just the reminder that we are specs in a vast divide without any real purpose.
Rabbit is on amphetamines, Eeyore is a former opiate addict trying to readjust to society, poo is obviously on pot, tigger is the one on cocaine, christopher robin is possibly on peyote, but most likely just suffers from child onset schizophrenia (side note, schizophrenics are statistically much more likely to become dependent on and abuse narcotics) piglet is a fucking light weight who foolishly dabbles in whatever his associates are doing but easily succumbs to “the fear.”
If I spent enough nights drunk and pissed about you I could probably write something worth while. I don’t so that means the pinnacle of my writing has yet to happen and for that I am thankful.
OHEMEFFGEE! Love this song, and this remix is Insta-Classic!
ONLY ONE AUDIO UPLOAD A DAY?!?
You whoreish slut bitch! That was the rookie-biotch-non-edited shit!
FML Tumblr way to make me look like even more of a novice.
We’ll meet again tomorrow!
Signature Laughs- Nicolas Montano & Juan (JAUN) Fleisher
A temporary fix he told himself as he rose in bed again with another stranger. She has no idea who I really I am, how she sees me I could care less. Now fuck I need to get out of my head and stop talking to myself. He’ll close the door behind him as he sneaks out early into his apartment to organize his thoughts and start rehearsing for the lies he’ll have to tell when this mistress wakes up in a bed she may not recognize because of how dark it was, when they finally smooth talked each other into the sack. But in the mean time dawn is his favorite time to think, but all that is on his mind lately is the story that never happened, the path that was never pursued. Why does she haunt my dreams, how come she still keeps me up at night, it has to be too late to find her. Maybe it is, maybe I will find someone better, but maybe she will find me. Each time he’ll pray to a god he no longer believes in and demand her back, but the lack of an answer always makes him look to his old friend Fate and discuss how he will bring them together again. He is everything he wanted to be, but that doesn’t change the fact that this man is crazy. Crazy in love, crazy in life, crazy in being. His adventure, his master, his lion tamer if not himself, may lie in his bed this morning, or he will bump into on her one day the street. But right now he will pour himself a drink, sit in his oldest favorite chair, and let this one sleep, he may only know his but he may never know the secrets and demons that she keeps.
