Paradoxical Rose

A friendly spike is a contradiction to be sure
like getting kicked while making amour
Sitting here in perfect luxury
while on myself performing debauchery
And so it goes a paradoxical rose
and so it goes a paradoxical rose

I hate this season of celebration to be sure
I feel like the two faced creep at the door
Merry Christmas, be happy it’s that time of year
like listening to children’s cries as if it were dear
And so it goes a paradoxical rose
And so it goes a paradoxical rose

The car called manipulation by the oppressor drove
to intersect at hope for price for the future behold
move forward and your life will be golden
never mind the nightmare world beholden
And so it goes a paradoxical rose
And so it goes a paradoxical rose

My little garden of thorns, blooms and shit
Is my little garden to share or hold on a trip
To cherish and serve and not comprehend
For ever my self should be my friend
And so it goes a paradoxical rose
And so it goes a paradoxical rose

Life is a lesson taught by someone who loves
you steadfastly and strongly with soft suede gloves
Listen to this heart beat your mother’s for sure
It’s the dawning of a new day, take strength at its lure
And so it goes a paradoxical rose
And so it goes a paradoxical rose

Jesus just called me on the telephone
the season’s a buzz don’t spend time alone
There is truth, good and kind to embrace you for sure
Take the plunge you can do it, your future still insecure
And so it goes a paradoxical rose
And so it goes a paradoxical rose

Ruth Ruth

The Message

We gather in formation
as we gather information
looking with anticipation
and resigned sense ov destination
to the participation of
our OWN manipulation

it's a manifestation
of false communication
each word a deviation
from the devastation of social isolation
and our persinal alienation

cringing at the dispensation
of s'posed revealed creation
shudder at the desperation
of externalized SELF-identification

bewail the lack ov compensation
for the loss ov consolation
moving deep the infestation
intensifies the aggravation
SELF-propelled perpetuation
toward ego-aggrandization
we see with bitter resignation
there is NO justice, only justification

we struggle with th' deprivation
which ALL-ways leads to depravation
act in resentful obligation
within this deadly fascination
while some dark state of meditation
replaces th loss ov ALL sensation

is there any gratification
or only fear of repudiation
we seek this world's deification
for punishment or propitation
do we want sanctification
or merely crave SELF-realization

it's NO great exaggeration
to say we wallow in stagnation
inside this living falsification
we enter with NO trepidation
into compleat mesmerization
sadly attempting our OWN salvation

there is NO set evaluation
on getting our representation
to express this constant degradation
one step ahead ov fragmentation
we overlook alleviation
but ALL succumb to ephemeralization

and so coums the application
ironically devaluation
is raised to highest elevation
what TIME is there for revelation
we ALL avoid SELF-confrontation
in our dread of condemnation

is this th' highest aspiration
ov our total expectation
can we escape this situation
this unrequited infatuation
can we stand for th' duration
which only leads to hope's negation

we liv' in endless preparation
ALL-ways seeking mediation
on what do we find validation
this grievous SELF-mutliationis only our retaliation
at this theft of inspiration

grasping for a strong foundation
succumb to new & olde temptation
a deeper depth of desolation
just another allegation
do mere words giv' an illustration
to th' totality ov this damnation?

A.J. Rhomer, a/k/a Lady Diablo

Consider the diamond: the hardest substance known to huminkind; each facet casting a prism ov fierce and shining beauty, delicately sparkling yet filled with exceptional endurance; indeed some diamonds are considered priceless. And yet a diamond is merely a lump ov coal which became clear and beautiful due to unbearable earthly pressure.

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