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i was born an accident.

the product of a solar flare intertwined with cosmic dust.

a rare affair.

out of this world lust concieved in a single thrust

of a gamma ray nut bust.

celestial chemistry

inner and outer galactic energy.

the love child, after a “big bang”

raised interplanetary - i hang

with my fellow constellation formations.

the thought of my creation keeps planets in rotation

in relation to me though, its stagnation

stuck in magnetic “fields” like slaves on plantations.

i migrate FORWARD through space and time without hesitation.

bringing forth consciousness salvation and liberation.

ive created a foundation without limitations.

my mind is similar to a graduated NON-stationary space station.

even a simple application of my concentration can breathe animation into the population

and quench the thirst in your soul.

its my obligation to provide hydration!

my sole purpose and motivation.

words are medication

and my location, is OMNIPREASENT

truthfully pleasant..

time may be of the essence

ill extend blessins to human peasants

love beyond all odds says God

thats the lesson in question

because nothing is certain in life its just educated guesses

why not leave a positive impression on the next generation of men and women

righteous action and thoughts manifested

deliverance

-feo

call me mr. cyclops

the way im able to focus thoughts is so FUCKING UNBELIEVABLE!!

its like cocking glocks and blowing holes into the shit you deem reasonable.

its easy to overlook logic and things feasible - when i aim knowledge between my eyebrows sir..

prepare for flame showers GET BURNED!!

i devour ANY germ.

rebound the sound and turn. put the sun to my back to cast shadow SO FAT..

ill leave your days black.

in fact im a walking solar eclipse, swiftly spit words from my lips to signal the onset of the apocalypse.

i dont play.

my personality is reminiscent of seven deadly plagues

a snake.

youre dead where you lay.

bringing horrible death in the worst kind of ways.

even kings will be slayed..

YO SOY EL UNICO REY! Y AQUI ME QUEDO!

here ill stay!

at the top ill remain.

im amused by your pain

so while you weep over your first born child ill be maxin..

floatin down the nile sippin a bloody mary with a smile - relaxin

thick skinned like a crocodile - unaffected

meanwhile

THE PLANET FALLS TO PIECES!

wheres your god now? why not call up jesus?

see if he can walk on water after ive left the seas depleated

the patterns completed

keep your faith - youre gonna need it

HA!! silly bitch

hide your face before i EAT IT

cannibalistic tendencies to leave human kind defeated.

my egocentric mind is like an animal - i have to feed it

tryin to hide behind locked doors?

ill stampede in!

theres no safe place to hide..

the G in my name represents genocide

and under radiant heat you get fried literally.

close your eyes and count to three

by the time you reach two, there will be no more you..

just me.

once a slumbering beast - ive been awakened to feast!

survivors?

none at all, and thats speaking at the very LEAST.

id spread a disease to leave the population in grief

trembling like leaves

you best believe, too obvious to be considered discrete

smack your skull on the concrete until you bleed!

a phlebotomist from the street its a messy scene indeed

i told you im mean!

EATING motherfuckas cause i dont mind the extra protein.

then shit on the next emcee if he thinks he can step

because im still NOT impressed by any mans rep.

increase the murder rate by 100 steps - and nothing less..

will keep me gratified.

blood stains on razorblades keep me satisfied.

armed with 38’s and 9’s

not to mention grenades and knives

cool tools used to take lives.

agitate your system like rashes and hives to rob you of your strength

pull out your spine then sniff a line up the same length.

theres no tellin what ima do next - crack the ribs in your chest

oh you think i wont?

bet.

i thought of it the moment we met, the different ways to leave necks wet.

alive nobody is kept

kill em’ all until no person is left!

because this one - is for my pain!

FUCK THE WORLD!

alone ill remain..

oh wait.

id leave a couple ho’s so i can get brains

at night id smack em’ though - make sure they know if they talk

ima have to snap bones.

i got a bad temper prone to explode!

similar to how i bust nuts and drop loads

these sluts get taxed on the nose

cum thats ice cold leavin their tongues and cheeks froze.

and after i get blowed..

my will imposed

foreshadowed by the tarot

i suppose now you know gerald is blatantly taking what hes owed.

dispose of the decomposed - left for the crows

while i simply glow when i compose an F.E.O - world order

motherfucker case closed!!!

-until the next episode : )

-feo

http://www.goshen.edu/bio/PigBook/humanpigcomparison.html

reflective connections

confessin messes that i seem to have placed myself in again.
the nights spent cryin and the days spent in confusin states i try to shake myself awake

from these daymares, make it clear yet i stay opaque.

trapped within my mind like a coiled snake.

i think and pace - my pulse rate begins to race. for heavens sake!

get me out of this mental hell. from behind this prison cell.i gotta liberate myself.

my back is beginning to change form, ive left my weights impression on the floor.

these wars ive chosen to partake in have got me sore. id like to soar.

solo monologues and conversations. here im waitin.

the monster created eats away in your hardest situations.

you are your deadliest enemy make no mistake it recycles painful thoughts and keeps them in circulation.

unlock the memory.

complicated complications - i cant adapt to these adaptations.

i curse man with all my hatred.

id stare down god if i could, im not afraid to face him.

ouch. the pressure makes my chest cave in. my own ambition reflected.

but my mirror no longer reflects - ill reflect within.

i feel it in my fingers like needles and pins.

things have become too real - i disconnect from my friends.

light another cigarette and pickup a pen.

hold my breath and count to 10. inspiration through deprivation of oxygen.

love wont let me breathe im drowning in an ocean of it, and cant seem to reach the surface.

trapped beneath the waves - i cant think straight, or aim my face the right way.

which direction to take?

im sinking fast and cant escape. no sunlight to guide my way.

living in the dark, i cant do it awake.

the black consumes me i have no choice but to embrace.

id follow the shadows on the sun into space.

im grounded fast. my attention span wont allow me to meditate.

i need peace.

the A.D.D doesnt add up. im missing a piece of me.

the subtraction repeats until im left empty in grief - FUCK!

i just wanna sleep.

infinitely counting apprehensive sheep.

kept up by the beasts. they say im theirs to keep.

who am i?

im just too weak.

i know defeat and shes mean.

ive felt her squeeze.

please dont grab so tightly, i need to be free.

-feo

literally for months now i have been wanting to go dancing. but dammit it never works out. namely ive wanted to go vibe to some reggae. this weekend nothing will stop me. its my “free” weekend and i plan on finally going even if i have to go alone. ill probably end up dancing with my damn self. oh well, wouldnt be the first time.

-feo

i have mixed feelings about going back to school tomorrow. on one hand ive been enjoying the extra time ive been able to spend with the kids, mainly Lucy. her and i seem to have such a strong bond even with her being only 1. at least i like to think so. not having any home work for the past 2 weeks has been fun too. but i think all in all im happy to be going back, too much quiet time leaves you alone with your thoughts too often which in most cases isnt a bad thing but dude i seem to get fucking extra sad during the holidays! whats up with that? i know a few people that feel the same so i know im not by myself in this. school def keeps me busy and dynamic. ill be finishing Pharmacology this month so ill be looking forward to that.

with this new year there is a lot to look forward to actually. i try to not project my thoughts too far into the future so ive set a few reasonable and necessary goals for myself. i have a few things id like to accomplish in the first quarter, thatll keep me on pace for the rest of the year, god willing. patience… steps in the right direction (even if theyre baby steps) and staying focused is the lesson this year. 2009 showed my nothing but tough love. im not going to make the same mistakes. bet that.

-feo

so. although i have been using the internet since 1998 i have NEVER blogged online. I love to write, but never wanted to use the digital method. up until now my notebooks have been enough. but with more and more ideas floating around in my head i feel its necessary to branch out into new things.. so consider this my introduction. i cant wait to share some of my thoughts, ideas, poems, and statements with anyone willing to listen (or read). this is it for now because my daughter keeps pooping and i have to change yet another shitty diaper and clean shitty vagina!

-feo