Workout Tuesday

I bully myself, 
Coz I make me do what I put my mind to...
And I'm a million leagues above you,
ill when I speak in tongues...
But it's still tongue in cheek, fuck you

^ McFatty Style.
MMLP2. Coz it's AWEsome.

I'm still up. So to ME, it's still Tuesday.
It ain't the next day till I wake UP for the NEXT DAY.

but shut up.
throw your headphones on.
just try this.

And this is Just TSD -2.0

Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
Something's wrong, I can feel it
Just a feeling I've got, like something's about to happen, but I don't know what

And I just love to play the bad guy. I'm good at it. I think that's what they call an oxymoron. Boy, do I know a lot of morons. So many people come to mind. If you don't see me much, that is one possible explanation; you're a moron. I don't even care if I hurt your feelings any more. You deserve to know the truth. So there it was and there it goes.

And everybody knows I'm just an asshole. I don't attempt to be nice. I'm the biggest jerk on planet Earth. I don't need to be kind anywhere I go. People have their expectations and so I cater to them. Life's too short to be societally acceptable. Yet, here's the thing. Anyone that knows me knows that it's just a cheeky persona I throw up.

And I'm calling you out. Because I'm only going to get this one chance to go berserk.

Life, disconnected.

Life, disconnected.

I am back again writing up my sporadic rants when I am distracted at midnight and unable to perform basic mathematics.

What I wanted to ask was, when, if ever possible are we disconnected from the internet?

Egalitarian Opportunism - Rant #4

Welcome to planet Earth
Where people are divided
Some who try to fight it got violence and it hurts
Damaged turf, put men at work so people could manage personal demons and them it's worth

And now the world is crumbling and they want us on our knees. But we were born fighters. Baptisms by water, fire and blood. Yes, I know I start sentences with coordinating conjunctions. And what? That point is irrelevant. My point, really, is that I find it so funny that the Earth is so divided. Race comes to mind as a big one. Religion too. There's others. Age discrimination, sexuality etc. It's kinda saddening.

I really don't understand racism. I mean, I'm white (really I'm Lebanese, but close enough) and I love everybody. Literally, everybody. Even the people I hate. I think it comes down to the fact that overly sensitive people as well as racism itself perpetuate racism. And then there's the whole division over sexuality and equality arguments. Uh oh. This guy going to talk about homosexual issues? Controversial! Butt fuck it. I'm going in.

The Letter I Almost Wrote

I remember it like it just happened
I could've sworn it was a dream
But in reality it hit me like a nightmare
Or at least that's how it seemed

If you're reading this then I guess I've made up my mind. I sat here for a while thinking. Just thinking. About everything. You. Me. Everyone. It's what we do when things don't go the way they're supposed to, isn't it? We just think and mull it over and analyse and try to figure out what went wrong and why it happened that way and how we could've changed it or stopped it or played it out until we go round and round in circles chasing something that was never really there. And then we stop. Because we explode. I guess that's where I am now. I couldn't take it so I exploded. Ghost.

I guess you'll want to know why.

Seven Inverted Sevens

Wishes that the world could see
From the position of my girl and me
From the perspective of laying on the hood of a car
Looking up at the stars with all the connections cut

First iteration. One of the first inverted I ever met. You came in threes. And all three of you stayed with me. But you were the first. The sister that I never thought I'd have. The one that I found myself running to protect. The littlest big sister ever. If I ever have a biological sister (small chance now, methinks) but if ever, I hope she's like you. Just less pretty. It's too hard to chase away the boys. They're so damn persistent. I'm sure you know all about it. Years go by and it's like nothing happened. I love it. Sia. Don't stress too much, you little stresspot. Everything is going to be okay. Trust me.

Second inversion. Two of three. Popped off. I still see you at least a few times a week. Can't get away from you. It's gonna be so weird when uni ends and we go separate ways. Better still see you a lot. It's so hard to replace older brothers these days. It's hard to put into words, but brother pretty much sums it up. Now go find a girl before I do and you never can again. #FamilyIsNotJustABloodline.

Death of an Old Friend

I'm tryna go beyond love, and this is hard to translate
Love is good, but to me, good is just the enemy of great
You wanna make it to the top, but you don't got what it take
...
I used to love ya, I think to hold ya
You didn't know me, it was only just a mirage

Just the enemy of great. Just an enemy of the state. The state being the mind. It still fucks with me that it can fuck with me. My head is mine, not yours. You don't own me. What have you done for me lately? I don't see no rings on these fingers! So please just give me it back. I used to love you. Not anymore.

They told me I was talented. They told me I could go places. "You're smart," they said. "We've never seen anyone like you." You were inclined to agree. You made me believe them. They showed me how to be the person I was, how to take an uncut gem, mould it, polish it, complete it. Then you took it. And you spun it. Round and round and round my head. You showed me love. But you did me wrong.

Chapter One - Reserved Seating

You don't even know what you want from love anymore
I search for somethin' I'm missing and disappear when I'm bored
But girl, what qualities was I lookin' for before?
Who you settlin' for? Who better for you than the boy, huh?

The words reverberated through his head, bouncing around the inside of his mind. Bass coursed through the headphones, the rhythmic thump, thump, thump pleasing his senses. Sebastian sighed. Walking around with his headphones blaring was one of the only ways he could relax lately. For a kid, he sure had a lot on his mind. And there was about to be a whole lot more.

The bus rounded the corner unexpectedly, it's bright red chassis catching the light and Sebastian's attention. He was still two hundred metres from the bus stop. He couldn't be late. Not today. Not again. 

Patrón.

New shit don't excite me no more
Guess that they don't really make them like me no more
You can look me in my eyes and see I ain't myself
Cause if y'all what I created then I hate myself

Tell me how the fuck we supposed to stay friends when you got a bunch of feelings that you don't show? Sitting here staring at an empty glass. And no, it's not half full or half empty. It's straight empty. So's the bottle. I need erasure. That's what the Patrón is for.

Illusions and confusions. Still trying to work out the puzzle called life and where all these pieces fit. Here for a moment, a single fleeting moment, then gone. Not dead. Just gone. 'Cause you took it all, tore it up, shredded it to pieces and then left me standing here. You knew it wasn't the first time. You knew my trust issues. You still went and did the one thing you know I can't forgive. Swig. Patrón.

The Antithesis - Why So Cereal?

You got comedy cash
I’m a quarter of the Slaughter, half of the dream team, the anomaly Bad
We here to riot the scene
Quiet your entire college up, tie up your dean

So this popped up on my news feed today and it seemed quite apt considering the occasion. 

Get ready to get heavy, my brother.

Twerk It Pt. 2 - What Does the Earth Revolve Around?

Disclaimer: this rhymer, Lupe, is not usin' "bitch" as a lesson
But as a psychological weapon
To set in your mind and really mess with your conceptions
Discretions, reflections, it's clever misdirection

Normally, I'd sit back and watch the world burn. Normally, I'd be happy to watch the squabble pan out. Normally, it'd amuse me. Let's be honest, it kinda does! But then being as chill as I am, I rarely feel a need to explain myself. I still don't. Sometimes, though, children need an education.

I'm going back in.

Twerk It, One Kick at a Time

Shorty got the black bra showing
Tatted up, ass fat enough
She a bad bitch and she already know it
Yeah she know it, Yeah yeah she know it

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Ho, shut the fuck up!
I got way too much on my mental, 
I learn from what I've been through
I'm finna do what I didn't do 
And still waking up like the rent's due

Ahahaha I'll bet she's a bad bitch with her tats and dat azz. Far above average...and savage and cabbage. So bad, that chick with dat ass. Superficial too, no doubt. Those ones always are. But whatever.

I went superficial too! I mean, I needed new kicks. Check it.

Get Buck In Here (Just Hold On, We're Going Home)

I was born sinning
But I live better than that (better tonight)
If you ain’t fucking with that
I don’t care (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Before we start.....

TWOOOOOO CHAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIINS!

But Never Late is Better - Triple Post (Grab Some Popcorn)

Maybe I'm dreaming

Maybe I'm fine
Maybe I just write it down cause I got it on my mind, man

It's not a biography, it's a rhyme

Reality or thoughts, either way this shit's mine

A lot on my mind. Now ain't that about a bitch? How can you have a lot on your mind? You can't even touch your mind. It's not a physical entity (relax, I know it's a figure of speech). Now the reality of the thought comes in. Are you living or dying? 

I'm here to tell you that you can only be dying. You are ageing. And ageing brings you closer to death. You are older today than you were yesterday. Therefore you are closer to death. Therefore you are dying. Even as you read this.

Recognition - Rant #3

You underestimated greatly
Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me?
The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me
So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety

I'm just being Frank with you. Holidays are the shit man. Free time mixed in with a little bit of work and not even a smidgen of study. This I can get used to. I mean, wow. Life is so much more fun when there's no study to do. I can even get used to working. I mean, you get money at the end of it to spend on more free time! And I'm like a very leaky sink. The money comes in and flows straight out.

Party, party, party, like there ain't no tomorrow. Who cares man, I don't even care if I don't wake up tomorrow. Life's too short to worry about death, right? But what does anyone do that's longer than life? Answer me that.

The Genetics of My Happiness

Shut me down down down
Shut me down down down
For what it's worth I'm in love with you
Said for what it's worth I'm in love with you

"Why do you think we marry girls?" Why do you think we do? And by we I mean males. Why marry girls? Because, while we can go on living our lives without them, they complete the bigger picture. I've seen the results in my friends. The arguments, the laughter, playfulness and the complete understanding between two individuals of the opposite sex. We need them and they need us, and it's a beautiful union.

Perfect relationships are hard to come by. But The Sleepless Dreamer has a few friends that entertain him in this regard. Watching it all unfold, especially when they're close to TSD, opens the eyes to a whole new world of thinking. Biological, physiological, genetic (essentially all the same, just fancy words) or psychological?

Workout Tuesday #4

Yeah yeah yeah.
It's not tuesday.
But I've knocked down 2 finals exams.
2 moar to go before I can just concentrate on training, fitness and whatever the hell I want to do.
So read on...

Open Letter to the Editor - What Was or Will Be

Nothing less and nothing more
I hear your heart hit the floor
Talking feelings and I ain't know
I guess that's just the motion

Let this shit breathe...

No Lie

Lame ass fella just fuck my cool up
Lying ass ho trynna spread rumors
Men gone lie, women gone lie
So when you think about it who can you trust?
Nobody, nobody, errybody worry bout the old bobby

Well if you guessed it was me, then you guessed correctly. I'm so past everything, it's like I'm back to the future. Marty McFly up in this shit. But if that's the case why do I feel that psychotic split coming on again? Thinking one way but forced to act another. Sometimes you just gotta step up and realise that you can do whatever the fuck you wanna do (insert HodgeTwins voice here).

Be true to yourself and don't back down for nobody. Personally, I think that that kid, The Sleepless Dreamer, has too much nice in him to compromise another. That's Mr. Jyamaigo's job. Then sometimes I think TSD has that mean streak that reminds him that evil is easy. Don't back down.

Workout Tuesday #3

I'm completely blasted, overrun by lectures, catching up for the most part.
I don't think I've ever missed so many lectures in a semester that it'd be this bad.

It's late, but better late than never.

So here's the workout for this Tuesday.
Have at it...