The New World is Coming
There is a world out there on which I do not want to venture to. Am I mankind for judging the other in their rituals and any fornication that is zoomed to eyes as education. What rich pity is on my case, I seek adventure and only locate my heart in a dying mans casket for safety. Is there any religion that makes the makeup and fashion not tainted and sexual obsession. I see penises, vaginas, mountain high breast, four figured woman that are on there knees, blowing kisses for not love but a mating call, and nothing but actives minds toward sex in this new world. I feel my origin is weak and the real means of me is not adventure but the close observation of mature which has chosen not to make evolution. They pucker up their lips in to temptation delivering me to god on my unholy day with no encounter of any kind of amen. Amen they do not come close to me and see that there is a man that laugh, cries, and angers at their demon ways. Amen to the fact that they are not me and their love of tangy salty sweat from other persons pores is a proof of the nature is not god. As a man I hold my body parts and at my religion at hand as I see the twist that the women make against the men and the men quivering as the skin gets tight. I hold and release the demon with in me and see that there is the world linking in to me and there I am the unnatural beast that I have seen with hair arms and uncalm needs for a woman’s taste in my mouth deep with in my mouth. I saw the venture come to me as god died and heaven was earth. How you torture me so and the ways you do it is even more rewarding than religion, Praise the lord praise you. A woman for letting me think I was seduced into intercourse in a lion’s way. A woman for wanting to be sucked on to the point of lotion dripping from my mouth and penis. A woman I am one with the new world. Not traveling out and seeking more out of mind and body pleasures but staying in my bawling eyes peeping love and creating my obsession.