sorry guys.. you need permission to dl this 'cause this is a collaboration between turbo goth and happyboy.. paolo p is the boss.. XD

BBM - Turbo Goth (happyboy remix)

sorry guys.. you need permission to dl this 'cause this is a collaboration between turbo goth and happyboy.. paolo p is the boss.. XD 

Venus flytrap Turbo Goth(happyboy remix)

pamatay oras

Whenever I get my bags ransacked at every mall, airport, train station and cinema...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won."
Whenever I get frisked, stereotyped and deemed as a potential threat to security because of my clothes...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won."
Whenever I hear people complain about the government but helplessly accept the way things are as realities that we have to live with...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won."
Whenever I see people give consent to those in power to scare them with structures, laws and ordinances that take away their liberty...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won."
Whenever homeowners in subdivisions choose to protect their homes with gates, guards and stickers because they can afford to purchase a claim to their dwellings...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won."
Whenever, I choose to see the world as a dichotomy of 'us' and 'them'...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won."
Whenever I hear a preacher tell me to submit to man-made authorities, to accept evil as a part of a grand scheme of things or when they scare me with hell and then promise me heaven in a distant ethereal realm beyond this life...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won."
Whenever I hear of an activist who would write a permit to practice their right to express their convictions...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorist have won."
Whenever I live a content life of TV, Facebook, individualism expressed in fashion and whenever I'd find happiness in the things I buy...
...I breathe a silent sigh and think to myself: "it's ok the terrorists have won." - chuck b

Daisy cutting daisies ft chuck baclagon

No, I didn’t let it slip
I still remember
Yes, it shall all come to pass
But I still remember
Though I am intoxicated
Though I am inebriated
Though I am smashed
I write, I think, I focus
Then I try to forget

“I don’t have the passion anymore
So remember…
It’s better to burn out than to fade away”

When Harrison was stabbed,
He chanted a “Hare Krishna”
When Hendrix flew high,
He excused himself to kiss the sky
When Lennon took the bullet,
He left the world to let it be
When Cobain ended his set,
He begged for peace, love and empathy

Yet, when Dylan had no direction home,
He simply said, “I’m not sleepy so please…
Play a song for me…”

Your sober memory ft jeanilyn k

And I am done.
The clouds have passed
And a new chapter unfolds
Rich with the history of blank pages;
Thirsty for the ink that will color them crazy.

Turning a corner.
Watching the sunset fade into a sunrise
Finally looking with my own eyes
Reaching out to touch the darkness with a loving hand and
Learning to enjoy the beauty in the breakdown.

Silence,
Neither friend nor foe
Creeps over to lie at my feet
As I bask in the gentle warmth of my new skin
Still tender from where it has been stretched.

Music,
Wafts over my newly tuned ears
Sweet and undiluted with time
The sounds that I couldn’t hear
Over the cacophonous roar of my own thoughts.

Saying goodbye
While opening my heart
At both the finish and the start
To dreams polluted with positive intentions
And soaked in fear.

Feet pounding on the asphalt.
Heart racing.
Sun blaring on my back.
Sweat dripping down my face.

My feet keep moving,
Accelerating as does my heart beat.
Faster and faster.
Anger slowly fades away.

Fragments of conversations.
Voices full of anger.
Now, as I continue my way,
All is in the distant past.

The voices slowly fade.
The memories temporarily erase.
My mind a complete blank.
Focusing on the road ahead.

As I continue to run,
I focus only but straight ahead.
As memories erase.
As anger fades away...


-anonymous-

Escape from reality and letting go ft anonymous

big thanks to sir bong of fsc and to sir beejay esber of tether

this is the politics of hate
 
i hate you when you think you're always right
i hate you when you think i'm always wrong
i hated each time when you got that "all knowing smirk"
i hated everytime when you say no! no! no! 
'cause what you really mean is "we're all dumb and you're the smartest one"
i hate you when you think you got all the brightest ideas, the right attitude
and even the correct shoes.
i hate you when you act like god, expecting others to serve your majesty
you don't say "please" "may i?" not even a simple hello.. goodbye.. thank you
or whatever humans do.. 
i hate you when you treat your possesions much better than your fellow men
i hated when you wished everyone dead!
i know what's in your head! head! head!
i hate you when you screw things up.. yet it's still everyone's fault
i hate you when you said.. " i don't know shit.. you don't know shit"
well that's it!.. i just figured it out
you either just hate yourself dont you? 
but you just like blaming me or everyone else
well .. it's certainly is true what they say..
it's easier to hate than to love..
but here's the deal asshole!
"i just love to hate you".. 
!@#$%!!! - bong of fsc 

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