LADY GODIVA: The Naked Truth

I saw you, blurred face in your glory haze  kissing on all your bae living out your last days at Ray's "Your Brother" is behind you in almost every photo I got every one      and my mom telling me to let go but they don't know what I know. I'm not the one whom should be embarrassed, cyber-stalker or canvassed?  I bet the new standard  is rancid breath  your inside voice is yelling this new Tarot spread is oh, so, very telling the tale has crash appeal the plot's so compelling  I can't help but analyze what you cannibalize  what you say but don't verbalize  it's the feature that sold me. He's not here to scold me away from reality anymore the reality, it is really, really ugly stop taking selfies so smugly you're a bit too loco, a bit too local,  and mummy & daddy fear your beer isn't low cal  she's so basic so clutch so ratchet so such with her blander banter    wi...

Mrs. James Bond,      I don't know why           but I don't expect you to talk I expect you to die. For you've already survived a thousand micro-suicides.     Cronus is not on your side,      you cannot cross            this Bridge of Sighs,      you're affiliated with The Lord of Flies       more than caffeinated with all that lies beneath your cross moon.  Standing underneath your bedroom window they've watched the glow go right out from your eyes it's distinctly extinguished anguish now occupies; psychosis, leaks from the sides. All your ride or die bitches go on their own rides, leaving you behind with your ever growing paranoia even the stars will soon disown ya, 'cause you can't prioritize and you can't mature and every thing you say has the substance of manure but the worst thing ...

The panettone  here is poisonous   We live in Pleasure Island's circus  All the inhabitants are dangerously violent  The majority is silent Our currency is Soylent Green The clock keeping time is orange In military it's 19:84 You look ridiculous in your skinny jeans and budget nothing but revolt and riot keep telling the anorexic kid to diet keep denying all the tornadoes  you're gonna get tomatoes  stop denying freedom from the death squads for lil' Paco but then you're known for grabbing taco I pray they realize Now's the time to mobilize and moralize the nation  Because God's on vacation in this administration  They've been singing to your children to sin Stealing them for sex taxing your paychecks zapping your brilliance telling you magic is science                   love is breaking necks You're some guy in charge of my life that I can't dump but I can...

The psychological warfare on women begins in infancy and starts with gender engineering. Often times, when masses of people are under rule, the ruler-ship will manufacture consent. This manufacturing is now being typically done through elaborate flamboyant advertising and various "entertainment" - distractions to render you stagnant.  Millions of dollars that could be spent on improving the quality of life for all is instead misdirected and funneled into junk realities.  The consent that is manufactured is-- purposely --hidden in plain sight.  It's repeated exposure, re-exposure, overexposure, repetition.  Because it's not merely information and products being constantly pushed on us, it's ideas and behavior grooming. Why would the ruling class want to manufacture consent?--to maintain control; it becomes required to create predicative outcomes.      An excellent way to propel a covert message to the developing minds of children ...

In America, women make up 56% of workers in the 20 lowest-paid jobs, and just 29% of those in the 20 highest-paid jobs. Women are more likely to graduate college, but still earn less than men. Let's examine why in a female worker dominated world, where women are more educated than men, work harder than men, live longer than men, and practically out perform men in almost every way -  but yet still can't climb the corporate ranks to assume power and authority that men still horde. Despite over half the American workforce being women, women have really experienced zero progressive changes in American society, and are in fact stepping backwards when a notoriously perverted sexist "runs" our country and reproductive rights are getting whittled away, whether it's another  an abortion clinic closing  at an unprecedented rate, someone debating if birth control should be illegal instead of free and accessible, or if Planned Parenthood is evil or useful.    ...

There's too many unsolved crimes in America. Which is ironic to even proclaim because there's too many solved crimes in America as well.   Crime has literally become a genre of entertainment, we normalize it, even idealize it.  There's 300 episodes of Snapped. We're constantly exposed to sadistic fantasizes lived out.  It's the Serial Killer, not their numerous victims who are remembered and celebrated.  We get acquainted with various paraphilias, sex fetishism, flooded with perversion .  There is gore and skin on the television, in ads, in stories, in movies, in plots.  The Missing White Woman Syndrome term got coined.  Sometime around 2011, 40,000 different unidentified human remains existed in various medical examiner and coroner offices in the US.   Recently I binge watched A&E's The Killing Season  - and again was faced with the quandary of living in a contemporary society where mass shootings, school sh...

It's great when you hate & life you don't take. Revenge is cold cake: throw that dope a rope     and just wait. you broke up mummy & daddy Brittney & Drew your brother & I because that's what you "do" you're strange and you're feral best left kept in a zoo ...where they'll stroke you & feed you and tell you who's whom, so you can hold love for ransom because that's what you do . my ring finger's lonesome because you are so very loathsome, no sweet unassuming thang are you. Those hard knocks have left a bruise or two. But I can make rabbit stew of a rabid lil' ruse like you who's got more on her nose than dew; when you achoo, no one blesses you 'cause of what you do so I'll huff 'n' I'll puff, while you girl jus' blown, bow down to your proper Ice Queen as she's always known. Not mean for showing some teeth... as I'm strong and you're weak. S...