For today... I HAD written something pretty dope,
But don't you know I woke with some kind of lump in my throat,
Hope it's not a cold, don't worry though I won't fold
This Inktober prose till I Ghost. Just hope it blows over

But Nick, think I gotta postpone our project,
It'll take a few takes but you know I'm on it!
I can't wait to make greatness, and grow bionics
Rap Bot. Though I'm not superstoked on robo euphonics

It's been a great month to be in, European,
But speaking English good enough that ya'll don't know my legion,
I'll repent for sloppy tracks in time and a medium
I feel I've climbed like a tree in. Maybe I'm dreaming.

No better way to kickstart the fall! Really.
Though I'm not all proud of 'em all I'm feeling ready.
To go full pound and assault! Give me a round of applause
And I'll be all like oh my gosh! Silly.

So tomorrow... it'll be the finale!
Either a quick verse or that all in thing, who knows,
If my accursed throat doesn't engross,
But today I'd just like to say: thank y'all folks.

For following. If you did.
I'm kickstarting Patreon next year, throw a dollar in then
I'll be opening the lid for all my following on
All those old things and new I hope to holler in.

And learn a bit and become a scholar in.
Play some games so time goes gallowing
Catch y'all then, for now I'm out! I'm going galloping to handle things and catch a blink.
Tomorrow's Halloween. Yeah.

It's a new world... just like the old one. Alien just like us.

James Heart might've inspired this one.

Read on...

I'm chilling on the corner,
Of my office chair, I'm ill as a performer,
Not getting anywhere in my cubicle, you should know,
Sun is shining outside and it's beautiful...

Meanwhile I sit holed up in in my landscape,
Basement, boxed in, no thrill with computers,
I used to be awesome, I needed no tutors,
Self-taught from the bottom and I started with Judo...

But somehow things gave up on me like that bad knee...
Everything most go, so doe the self esteem,
And as the years roll by it doesn't grow either,
Flow's weaker, low sleeper, game changer, need me to...

Breath. Just take in some fresh air!
October is great yeah, Inktober's the step here,
And I need a companion, so slowly I realize,
To keep me motivated in real life, to keep me going...

I'm not the type who doesn't do things, I keep it moving!
If it's productivity as you see it it's ass I see,
I justify what I do, writing daily haikus, stuck on reviewing,
But you bloom as a human when you get in tune with

Other people. We really are sociable creatures.
Used to be the lone wolf and disbeliever, maybe emo,
I turned into a real Keanu Reeves though,
Or his alter ego, Wick yo, you know the sequel?

What I'm saying is I'm tired of playing games all day...
I want to play them all night too! Just blaze away!
And find a place within my mental landscape,
When I've got energy enough to both center, pan, fade!

I'm in all scenes. Seen from all angles.
I both jump, and I hover and I dangle,
Can I be the same peep in the same place and make it seem,
Like I'm a riding a whole row boat parallel race machine!

Like a movie with captions. Or extra endings.
A live life hard once... then try again thing.
I want more action. I'm multitasking.
I'm writing reading and dreaming and maybe rapping at the same time.

That'd hit the grape vine, right?
But maybe I should just be happy when I take this mic,
Take a pause from reviewing, and from games and from life,
And shed some sensible sentiments and supplementary insights...

Yeah... I could just be THAT GUY.
I could just be me, myself... and I.

Tried it white first. Black is better. Blood it dries slow. Vile is wetter. See the meaning. Try the word show. Burst your bubble. World is turned cold. Worse the turncoat. Wear it quick. See the sights and feel it stick.

Not sure where I'm going with this but the feeling is.

Read on...