What are you running from and do you have any real hope Of out running it
why not be brave stand tall and slay the murky inner demons that congregate in your foolish thoughts at night
Haven't you heard the glistening sword of clarity is the greatest gift you can give to oneself
so weld it high like a double edged long sword and cut down the approaching enemy of negative emotion that persist in your head
In the deep recesses of your mind they are begging to be released set free and laid to rest in a bloody grave
Once restored set out on a quest of any magnitude for however long it takes you be the judge but make sure to gather up a handful of friends that glisten brighter than rare freshly cut gem stones
Also be careful not to drink to much in the depths of your sorrows only partake of rich wine to heighten your natural inclination toward ecstasy
Have no fear when travelling over distant lands were danger often lurches hidden in the garb of poverty
Laugh at the blandness of existence while cherishing the exotic vision of nature
But always remember the only place that truly matters is inside you
So what on earth should I do give in give up breakdown or shut up and wait I guess I'll choose to wait How long will I last I just don't know I guess
Until I see your rosy face that lightens up my dull dreary day
from countless others I've turned away turned away turned away but with you with you I want to stay See I know you could never love someone as dumb as me
my racing heart keeps chasing thieves
But if you oh if you you did I would forever return your affection even when I'm grey old and dying or at least till I'm forty years old
Your a gal of the finest stock with nimble hair and flaring locks
Oh how much courage does a man need to overcome this harsh life knock after knock Nevermind my harmless heart falls victim everytime
Perhaps you are the one then again maybe your not To fill in the chipped cracks in this rotten soft spot
You send my heart racing even though I don't quite know your name You send my heart racing despite the fact I asked you out and you said no You send my heart racing because you speak to me in a rustic second language You send my heart racing because your so prim and proper while i'm a dishevelled mess You send my heart racing like a beam of light bouncing off the face of a pretty girl But when is it that my heart races most madly? Whenever I dive deep down into your mesmerising crystal blue eyes Overcome with the sublime intoxicated feeling of love that only bi-polar allows
As my body lay dying my mind would race navigating over mist covered mountains without you stuck fast in winter snow
Or perhaps I would find myself cast-adrift in unrelenting seas
buried in a deep watery grave without one single chance of being found
If that were so there would be no final farewell for us my love
In my still heart I would falter having no remote desire to survive
without your arms shooting whistling arrows by my side
Only you would remember the holy prophecy of love
tattooed on each others swollen hearts as if stung by bees
chiseled in the finest inks mixing our blood into crying magenta
Quick run fast over land held tight by dangerous enemies hands
For death may swoop upon us from motley grey coloured hills
like a hungry lion starved covered in blood splattered gore
One of us destined to die the other to carry the gift of a curse that is long life
Whilst the weaker of the two is unceremoniously dispatched and robbed like hay cut short under the sweeping blow of a sharpened sickle in the clash of ringing war
(1) Painted whores with missing teeth clutching desperately at their dignity and fleeting youth Impaled desecrated discarded If you find yourself in the unenviable position to be part of the unread zombie crowd of this detestable Ponsonby bar beware of the satanic pantomimes and lack of exuberance that festers preserving the great unwashed like a lost frame of 36mm drained of all colour overexposed and cut to pieces hipster i feel i must warn you that once you enter the establishment you should quickly grab hold of the nearest alcoholic at hand A tick of approval if their a belligerent ass-hole bring them close and engage in mindless folly rabbiting on about epic tales of half truths and flamboyant lies dressed up in leather jackets adorned with sequins dreams and rest easy knowing they are the best company the tragic beautiful lead actress in the radicals play of life and death the lest pretentious diva of the aquatic drinking environment polluted with human toxicity For Though we may seem drunker than a runover family of skunks homeless in L.A In reality the well sneakered stronghold of hipsters are dripping in lethal hemlock waiting to waterboard our minds into mangled American indoctrination be very careful for they know only one thing how to hold a grudge like iron their hands bleed with exploitation farce fills their eyes their callous worn hands a remainder of their low existence If you do insult them commit to the end for they are more bitter than the very last drop off granny smith cider freefalling from the lushes mouth into the bottom of the barrel constructed out of envy hatred and discontent
I just found out about the racial controversy surrounding Hulk Hogan. Apparently he was caught on a 'home movie' being very dis-respectful about the ethnicity and colour of other WWE wrestlers. He even took aim at his own daughter for apparently dating someone who wasn't white. The shockingly racist and abhorrent remarks could not have turned up at a worse time for Hogan who is currently in the financial fight for his life. He is in the midst of a serious court litigation trying to prevent Gawk media from releasing a video of a sexual nature that would destroy his reputation and future career opportunities in entertainment. Below are some of the worse statements uttered by Hogan courtesy of the Enquirer: "I don't know if Brooke was f*cking the black guy's son," Hulk said, the sources add.
"I mean, I don't have double standards. I mean, I am a racist, to a point, f*cking n***ers. But then when it comes to nice people and sh*t, and whatever."
According to their sources, Hogan also said: "I mean, I'd rather if she was going to f*ck some n***er, I'd rather have her marry an 8-foot-tall n***er worth a hundred million dollars! Like a basketball player! I guess we're all a little racist. f--king n***er."
To me it really does seem as if Hogan's life is falling apart even though his trying his best to right his wrongs. The American icon issued a formal apology renouncing his hurtful words and disturbing prejudices caught on camera. But, despite his best efforts he has since been stripped of all his his wrestling accolades and white washed from the WWE hall of fame.
The old saying 'there's no smoke without fire seems' applicable to Hogan's life because in the past his credibility has been rocked by controversies and rumours surrounding the man from being unfaithful in his marriage to not looking after the interests of his family before himself especially his daughter. From my outside perspective what I see is an old lost man who lacks a normal level of empathy toward the people he loves. Perhaps fame fried Hogan's head as he even says himself in the attached video he use to party so hard he couldn't even remember peoples names!
With all the dirty laundry spilling out across the pavements perhaps Hogans greatest achievement will finally be coming face to face to with the pain he has caused his fans of all racial backgrounds and socio-ethnic strata. The old saying seems to apply that 'what goes up must go down' but before we are so quick to condemn Hogan a man he is completely in the wrong we must remember he is "human all to human" in the words of Freidreich Nietzsche. The simple theme of human fallibility is re-inforced by his daughter Brooke a person has seemingly endless empathy for him.
If You Knew My Father~ By Brooke Bollea
If you knew the dad I knew, you’d know his tender heart.
He’d never want to hurt his fans, or family from the start.
If you knew my father, you would know how hard he fought…
and the way it brought a smile to people light, medium and dark.
We always fight a battle that people never see,
and sometimes when you’re hurting, you don’t think logically.
Human isn’t perfect, and perfect is not he,
but I can tell you one thing, it’s just not what it seems.
Cause If you knew the dad I knew, you’d know he raised me well.
He taught me folks are so much more than shades could ever tell.
And If you knew my father, you would know he’s down to earth.
He may have slammed the giant, but remembers life’s true worth.
If you knew my father, if you just walked in his shoes…
then you would know that microscope that comes with yellow boots.
If you knew my father, you would see your own in mine.
And if he was your father, you could never find divide.
Cause me- I bet your father or someone that you love
Maybe regrets something they wish they’d never done.
So if you know my father, remember he’s a man,
and you would crave relief if people judged everything you did.
The lord says to forgive them, don’t be the one to stone…
so please remember his strong arms when you were all alone.
The lives he’s changed, the friends he’s made, the people he’s inspired…
It makes me sad to see my dad defeated and so tired.
If you knew my father, you would know just how he’s hurting…
For he loves every one of you, regardless of your story.
And if you met my father, I know he’d give you love!
He’d lift you up, apologize and give you all a hug.
For those who think you know my father, remember who you are.
We all can make mistakes and carry ugly scars.
Because I know my father, I can promise this-
Just like you and I, things we don’t mean can sometimes slip.
We all continue learning. This life can be so rough…
So if you know my father, please try not to be tough.
My father has a daughter, and I have feelings too.
And if I knew your father, I would do the same for you.
A tweet from Hogan what to make of it is up to you.
Hulk Hogan