colorful advice

the colors for moms kitchin
red, gren, or blue?
NO!! do something different!
reflect the aroma of the fresh
zuchinni bread.
or the mushroom rice baked
to perfection.
reflect the sent that lifts
people to this table
night, after night, after night.
make it colorful, not so damn bland.
pick more than one color,
borders would be fun,
stars, stripes, waterguns.
reflect your life
dont be so dull...
yano what?.....
forget it .....
paint it purple.

from my eyes (serial killers side)

I always had the desire to inflict pain on others and to have others inflict pain on me.
I always seemed to enjoy everything that hurt.
The desire to inflict pain, that is all that is important.
None of us are saints.
People don’t know me, they think they do, but they don’t.
When this monster entered my brain-
I will never know, but its here to stay.
How does one cure himself?
I can’t stop it, the monster goes on, hurts me as well as society.
Back to the beginning
We start again
I have killed no one.
I have ordered no one to be killed.
These children who have come to you with their knives,
They are your children.
I didn’t teach them,
You did.
But know this!
you
Look down on me,
You will see a fool.
Look up to me,
You will see your lord.
Look straight at me,
You will see you’re self.
I like to see you suffer.
I mean I am not dangerous now,
but I am not saying I won’t be tomorrow.
You see, total paranoia is just total awareness.
For me,- a corpse has a beauty and dignity witch a living body can never hold,
There is a peace about death that soothes me.
Just know,
A clown can get away with murder.