In Lush (I'll Still Put Up Your Name)

I didn't know the eyes could speak,

words just as right, like artistic poetry...

and as quiet as the meditating monk,

can you hear aloud? my undying devotion...

Everything is connecting now,

a life full of struggle, a life full of optimism...

right path, right visions and white lies...

all for serenity and harmony...

Pulled the trigger a couple of times...

I'm still living this puzzled maze...

Most words are without rhymes...

Is writing reality based learnings a crime?

Idiopathicly Idiopathic

Yes I have a strong personality,

and a weak self support system,

severely dictated spirituality,

comin back to reality like Eminem.

Dumbfounded by the truth,

puzzled and scarred youth,

learned the art of learning,

livin like a extraordinary being.

Glowin like a saint,

prayers that taint,

small like a giant,

uniquely deviant.

The long road is to nowhere,

there is no back up plan,

directions in a straight line but goin circles,

like a milk with a lot of sugar unstirred.

"Heart Thinker"

They say when you fall in love we use our heart...

  The heart is a metaphor, and the brain is what we should aim for...

 on focus of the brain,the brain does the actions...

 and it receives the effects of those actions...

 so the love and heart thing don't exist, and the love and brain do exist ...

 or "love" was made by the creativity of the brain?

 Like a kid's infatuation,

 like cool aid with Valium, chloral hydrate, cyanide, and Phenergan,

 like mass starvation... 

-crazyjef on <3

Crazy Reflection

I see myself, I looked crazy,

I remember that life is crazy,

and I felt that I am alive,

oh what a good vibe...

To see yourself back...

a trance like phase...

a puzzle solved,

I'll continue to a new maze...

where I will be lost again,

look myself in a reflection...

fall and regain...

a thing called a crazy reflection