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Inktober #3 - Of Another World

Breath the air I've been bleeding all these years!
Just leaving energy but when I deal I feel no fear!
I have aces up my sleeve! Have places I want to be!
I know there's a place for me somewhere just waiting patiently!

So break free and take the leap now! Cause Run Equals (=) mc² now!
Symbolic is the start and all and I'll probably fail to rebound.
But you are what you reap. What, you sow? What you seek, now!
We're not all steeped the same, but don't you drain, save no sleep now.

I'm going off the dome I mean someday I'll move to Mars!
I want a home out by the stars where life is bright and light is parsed
In a way that it won't harm us, but still be close to charge us,
And vegetables grow so big you barely need to farm stuff!

And we don't need this poison, this nuisance and annoyance,
That you get here on Earth, I'll get news there by clairvoyance,
We'll be so otherworldly you can speak to birds you heard me
And we'll have no wars or Scurvy we will sleep and get up early!

I'll be curled in a burlap bag, words there unfurl in acts of
Awesomeness not agony! Unnervingly uncertain facts!
We'll be so open minded you can speak to us and find us telepathically.
While we'll be packing stacks in the back of the

Dormitory. But I mean of blankets not of cash!
Cause we don't need no greed, we're relieved of all of that!
And of all our stressful days, what's the use of living fast
If you just blast through life, like the goal's to get aft of all that's

Actual life! Just slash a path to the afterlife!
Through the dance and guise and playful accolades we lack in plight!
Our system's broken but if we hack we'll find it opens to new paths and lines!
Someday we'll bask in and look back at a time that all we took for granted...

Was the granite on this planet...
Was the English and the Spanish!
The solid and perceivable...
That which we learn and manage!

When we are all ethereal.
And all our alms arterial.
Transcend our fickle thoughts and
Get out of all this serial!

Fear and all.

Inktober #2 - Working Title


Looking to get through this in a minute but I finish all my music fusing up too quick.
I still feel like a beginner when I get back into this but maybe I can do this, yes!
Thanks ADR3-N for the producer tips! I'm a read through it and give it some usage!
For now just gotta do this due quick cause time is moving it's just mid day but I groove like a Loonis.

Moving to the middle to get thinner when delivering my little rivulets of rhyme - paint thinner tickle high!
Licking in melodies like my liver all the liquor I never drink at dinner cause I'm healthy I'm a pin-up guy!
Sickening routines got me fleeing from my little life but give me just a squeeze or a beat I will feel alright!
Trickle like a ripe lemon or lime till I'm in a vial! Audial potion for boasting or giving signs!

That the world's going mad and we need retry! What we're doing so we can stand in a little light!
In the nick of time we demand that we take the right road and get over ourselves so we don't explode!
Whole lands shiver in fright and is what we're after, really money not to relax in a brighter pasture?
Revolutionize life like Napster did music, you dicks!

New chapter.

I'm Back Y'all

With tracks all! This month till. Mayhaps fall. Has come to Stockholm too! But I'll warm up till I'm half boiled.

We had summer and that soil is overworked and dirtied. I've been offline so long now that I'm back I'm typing QWERTY.

I'm warning up. The storm's are tough. My back is strong! Mayhaps a song's. On route tonight. The future's bright. Yes work is tough, but straggle on!

Fly high like I draw mimes. Pipelines full of airplanes. Don't know what I'm writing. Late night and I've ear pain. Headphones on too long now. Mixing till my time ends. Snores lead through the walls, but I hope mine lead through silence.

It just might take a little while until I find my inner child. There's still a little rhyme inside but not the most fluid.

But you can do it. Let's keep it moving. From June till stupid. Summer's sun and shooting cupids. I love that time. The hunt is on. I'll run a while till come has dawn. And maybe when this month is by then once again I'll stun and smile, relax a while, look back and sigh, the trials I passed, the tracks they piled...

Though I'm getting ahead of myself! It's Inktober. I'd better ready myself.

I've been here two days trying to catch my breath; everything's how it was when I packed and left.

I'm rusty. Brain's dusty. But back. How's that. :)

Hope y'all had a good summer now.

Inktober #1 - Run

You know what? I think this one might be just PERFECT for the intro...
What am I getting into huh? Another year of Inktober? Doing dailies? Crazy beans like I'm a Pinto? Uh!
I'm twisting it up a bit! I'm doing things differently now! Don't know if it'll all be instrumental but... I'm a mental me now!
Beat by larrynachos, Cyberdevil to emcee now...


I'm gonna run! I'm gonna leap and fall again!
Until I'm in the hall of fame! I will ball like I've no shame!
As appalling as a rainy day when still you get no rain!
Just these gray clouds! That scrape by! From morning! Till late night!

No warning! I'm a running man but I'm reforming!
I try to do some jogging and some walking and some scorning!
At people who peeve my pets! But I have none! Go all in!
My dogs at! The dogs pound! This world's OURS! Don't call that!

( Run run da ba da ba da ba dum... RUN! 4x )

One of these years! One of these might have me spend all.
That I have to spend it feels it may get detrimental.
I go on for a month and try another and then burn out.
Don't do shit for a year. This year, is it my turn now?

Superb now! Been on the summer farm and done some digging.
Been cleaning out my closet so that I can get to living.
I feel dead for a big part of the year do I need children?
Still got hobbies, but now they only rob me of making wisdom.

I'm stuck in a rut my mind's fucked up but I have got some lungs.
I hate to jog, berate my job, want to break what I've become.
I take no odds I live in a mitten of comfort and of calm.
But I won't take nobody's alms! I will kill of all my problems and I'll...

( chorus )

You feeling clever? Want to run down with the devil?
You can never be down on my level! Wherever you are it is better!
My head is at another place and it's going to waste, it's rotting it's all black!
I wouldn't call that! Getting ahead, Just callbacks!

Feels great though! To vent again I'm getting sentimental.
It's just the first, the pressure's worse, but maybe I can end all.
On as good a note as last year. Remember all those past yeah's.
How long can I keep going, where's the omen, when's the last fare.

I'll flare like an effervescent luminescent stupid essence.
Slime mold's eukaryotic. Sugar feeds its spooky body.
Cool when it moves, me I do slightly too psychotic.
RAMPAGE! Cause I'm no damn slave you Illuminati.

( chorus )

Ruuuuuuuuun! Ruuuuuuuuuun! Ruuuuuuuuuuun! Ruuuuuuuuuuun!

Run often. Don't soften. Don't strafe no. Precaution.
In closing. Seek motion. No saucing. Be awesome.
Run often. Don't soften. Don't strafe no. Precaution.
In closing. Seek motion. No saucing. Be awesome.

The potion...!

( I had a pretty good run, didn't I? I had a pretty good run didn't I? I had a pretty good run... didn't I? )


The Cozy Carrot Cove

The Cozy Carrot Cove

Requested a shark with purple shades and scars eating a carrot; coasting around a calm blue ocean cove, and here he is! Courtesy of @TheShokBlok.

He's the ocean boss with the dopest jaws - a death defying beast who feasts on basil and leeks, in the grizzliest abyss of wilderness - the sleekest peep in the deep. Seemingly equally awesome as Frozen was.... yet a bit more summery. ;) Get some sun and be. Free like bumblebee! Till the cold and thunderous fall...

Happy Summer y'all!

Musicalish #298

Need some songs for the summer? I gotcha.


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