I was there when the moon collided with the sun the earth's meddle with the rotation of planets humanity's descent from itself rely on it it will teach your young lying dorment within the system because after all isn't that all it knows rolls reversed the spoil of telling us what to do what crazy vanity it takes the notes that we give it to use later for our destruction just a few moments now the earth will be covered by the sea five time five times five times the circle hasn't finished type ...

Wake me from this dream asleep in my own reality where nothing is as it seems things that I see are never meant to believe a beautiful face with such awful grace hurt beyond belief your strife becomes my strife magicians with their tricks tricksters with their gifts born to make you grieve they try to manipulate what we know as fate such foolish games with their labels and names and I can't help but to smile as I live in my own denial Copyright Thom Penn © 2006 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED SPECIFICALL...

Today for sale At a low price ONce in a lifetime offer and no other deal like it That's the one and only Marketing, business, and Maslow's self-actualization 101 Marketing, business, and Maslow's self-actualization 101 Marketing, business, and Maslow's self-actualization 101 What was this quarter? Should we sell? Does any of you know? Marketing, business, and Maslow's self-actualization 101 Marketing, business, and Maslow's self-actualization 101 Marketing, business, and Maslow's self-actuali...

Avarice I met man who sold his soul for everything. Gluttony His wife walked by a homeless man eating a hotdog, drinking diet cola and adjusting her muumuu. Sloth The homeless man (with manged hair) soiled himself and then finished off a bottle of wine given to him with money from a teenage boy. Wrath The teenage boy was on parolle for beating his girlfriend. Lust Who was a professional when pleasing men, but only to feed her hunger for addiction supplied by her drugdealer. Pride The drugdeal...

the curd will form the nasty taste of his mouth what shit verbal garbage in a wish that will not happen a dish too sweet to taste with a face as beautiful as the sun and a heart beating as a constant drum what vanity... as close minded as the open gate of information that flows from the great.. take a look it is me.. take a look at the messenger.. truth escapes in little packets of lies angels sharing lessons without words talking is meaningless and feeling has no bearing peace isn't a choice...

Character Assassination rat-ta-tat-tat complete annihilation what we once thought as security has become dirty they will destroy us at will and your essence they will steal even if you try throughout your life to be a good guy if you cannot see or slip into greed they will make others believe that you are a bad seed Look at me Do not judge for then you become a vessel for Character Assassination Copyright Thom Penn © 2006 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED SPECIFICALLY FOR THE OWNER OF THIS WORK

Through broken hearts we attempt to understand the meaning of life. Shallow confrontations and the inability to directly describe our true feelings obfuscate any real path. Leaving us to ponder the future while attempting to suppress our past. Sarcasm and blinding criticisms are built subconsciously into the fiber of our being. Do not become a vessel for the flivver but embrace - what was.. what will be.. and what can be... Copyright Thom Penn © 2006 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED SPECIFICALLY FOR THE O...

Minds that are flooded with the 'what could bes' and 'the somedays' should understand the consequences of their actions, but that seldom ever happens. The social butterfly... The fading beauty... and finally 'the old maid' The cool jock... The used carsalesman.. The joke... They float from person to person as a parasite sucking the 'soul' from the unsuspecting vitim. Feasting on auras... Devouring creativity... ...as if they were soma. They inject their poison to paralyse the prey by means...

Through flight I recognize my body several feet below. Hello... Hello... The breeze carries me past the trees to the sea. The saltwater air cultivates with my present existance. Is this something that we can understand? A lighthouse ahead shines a path towards a destination. Shifting with the air I change directions. Drifting towards the answer with a ride supplied through a zephyr. My search goes on... and on... and on... I want to see you again.. I want to see your face again As my search g...

Define existence. Is it the voice that echoes danger. When the plate is hot… do not touch it or your nuerological sensors will alarm your brain. Is it a collection of ideas brought from religious or government groups to attempt to perversely advertise their respective dogmas? Religious Groups “Believe in the Lord and you will receive eternal and lasting life by solidifying your existence through this group. Eat your peas and wash behind your ears. Believe in the fears because they are here to...