Raising my Millennial Jones
Kids always on the final picture
Steps to get to the end
irrelevant
Selection
Pick the work you want
Let's treat this like a day job
What you do is what you get paid
Dishes, laundry, bathroom, trash
pays forty large a week
Kid takes the trash
ten dollars a week
End picture for him
less time spent
Here we are today
Kids asking me for twenty and change
Plenty of jobs to do to make that
Kid didn't understand
Showed him a picture of a homeless guy
Kicked out on the curb
Here is what your "less time spent" will get
Take this image here
One man successful
Happy--assured!
Suddenly he understood
Final picture
Kids doing the work
I'm drinking another beer
Makes it all worth it
Until tomorrow
when he doesn't do shit again
Cheers
Quixotic Sandwiches
"FREE LUNCH"
Wednesday, February 13, 2019
Monday, October 30, 2017
Oh, dear heaven my sweet angel
Oh, dear heaven my sweet angel
Oh, dear heaven my sweet devil
Hmm
This light of mine
Love of pure white
Partake with me beauty
Feast upon this meat
Honor me with swim
God's bestow us their yellow showers
Flooding our meadows
I'm lost in an ocean of sin
Drown with me
Drown with me, so we go together
Let me be selfish
Just shit without you
Deliver me the joy
Life without you delivers only sorrow
Oh, dear heaven my sweet angel
Oh, dear heaven my sweet darkness
Here we are together
Never one to shine so bright
As our energy combines
Spirits merge
Apart, we cannot
Together we reincarnate
Two in one flesh
Never to seperate
Through the mental ward
Medicated
Cast to the side
Looked down upon
Our worst
We, are, together...
Gocni Schindler
Saturday, October 28, 2017
It's all about the bullshit
It's all about the bullshit
When they say "let's automate the process"
What it really means is someone is losing their job.
Or the correct terminology for being shit canned is someone is being "impacted"
They're transitioning away from this model.
My all time favorite word used is "bandwidth"
Bandwidth, like what, are you a fucking cable box?
Gotta plug Timmy in here, he's down on bandwidth!
Let's take this offline so we can provide insight!
Insight, here, take my flashlight
All these stupid words used by morons with degrees!
There really should be at the end of the day, a damn degree for common sense!
Those who have this degree should get paid the most
Thus, preventing idiots from using moronic words in an attempt to "sound professional"
That's really B.A.U.
If you're like me, you might be wondering
What, in the absolute fuck, is B.A.U.?
This little nugget of insect intelligence from the upper east coast cockroach was using this in our fancy meeting.
Business As Usual, I gave the guy my digital signage
It's like my car ride in this morning
The ad on the radio was for mattresses
The asshole selling actually used the line of "get your limited edition Labor Day mattresses."
In my mind, I'm visualizing two broads sitting at the table. Sipping on some over priced lattes. The one states to the other how sleeping with Jimbo has been nothing but heaven ever since he purchased that Limited edition Labor Day mattress. She probably would then carry the conversation on how their Fifty Shades of Abuse has also risen to a whole new level.
Like they just flipped Donkey Kong
Gocni Schindler
Monday, September 11, 2017
let me sing Ape Bangers
Let me sing
Oh, how history repeatsOh, how repeat offenders set the bar
Oh, how it can be a betterment for humanity
Oh, how mostly, it's in the interest of our demise
Oh, how history repeats
Oh, how the system does reset with every coming age
Oh, how free will is a delusion
Oh, how it's just a game of experience
Oh, how it's just about mixing egg and sperm
Oh, how that came from Jason
Oh, how he could be right
Oh, how I want more
Oh, how I whimper sore
Humans fight to survive
Clawing their way to breed
Climbing for life while digging a grave
Strive for meaning
War for nothing
The World in history
Chanting Death, death, death
Chanting Death, death, death
Ape Bangers
We have a chance
For a New World Order
Where the rich rule
Back to scrounging for Kings and Queens
Cause the fools think a free lunch brings a better life
Strapon Knights and Lords
They control it all
Fuck you, George!
Let me sing
Fuck you, George and the boys!
The world is ruled by a female
Fuck you, George!
Let me sing
Fuck you, George and the boys!
The world is ruled by a female
Hahahahahaha
The world isn't yours
Hahahahahahaha
She is something
Hahahahahahahaha
Introduce us
Gocni Schindler
Friday, September 8, 2017
Conquest of the Grapes
Desensibilisierung
She was innocent
He was vile
The corruption of his world
Yet to fondle her mind
Ravaged sea, she floated not
Rage was his river
He drowned in it daily
Stuck wide to the screen
Her blossoms big and blue
His Luciferians shark black
Enjoying the illumination of woman
Local Thirty Three News
Across the screen
I'll call her Tiffany
She was innocent
He was vile
The corruption of his world
Yet to fondle her mind
Ravaged sea, she floated not
Rage was his river
He drowned in it daily
Stuck wide to the screen
Her blossoms big and blue
His Luciferians shark black
Enjoying the illumination of woman
Local Thirty Three News
Across the screen
I'll call her Tiffany
Eat it, Brady!
One blond bimbo, selling tragedy!
Wind raging, wind so savage
The fool was trying to hold the truck
Believing he's stronger than the gods
She watched, as the truck devoured the fool
He viewed it as a Romcom.
She screamed like Kim
One blond bimbo, selling tragedy!
Wind raging, wind so savage
The fool was trying to hold the truck
Believing he's stronger than the gods
She watched, as the truck devoured the fool
He viewed it as a Romcom.
She screamed like Kim
He laughed like hell
"Is the fool OK? oh, my God is he OK?!?"
Her hands cover her eyes
His eyes filled with lust
Her lip quivers
His tongue licks
Her pain spews
His stick...blue!
Oh, hail, Facials pour rain
Oh, hail, The Monsoon
She viewed the life lost
He only views wet cotton
The danger of desensitization
Like God in space
Viewing the future while still in the present
He watched, as the fool, was snapped in half like a pencil
Dragged, between four-thousand pounds and concrete
Oh, Materials
He was sure that truck was all the fool had in life
Probably spent years saving to own it
Life was nothing without it!
Grinding Intercourse
Sex, Sex, Sex!
Hail, Hail, Hail
Sex, Sex, Sex!
Flesh and steel bonded
Someone's child won't be coming home
A mother will mourn
A wife collects life insurance for margaritas
Cheers
Daddy will never walk through the door
A father, gone!
Young the girl holding a dead teddy
As stated above, so stated below
Her tears are real
His laughter surreal
She frowns
He smiles
'No sweetie, Superman is only found on the tele
That's now ground meat
Another patron attending the afterlife party
If he wasn't a Jew, Muslim or Christian he's burning in flames!
Popcorn?'
Saved
Her eyes lost in disbelief
How did she not see?
How had she been deceived?
In the horror, she discovered her great satan
He was one of the desensitized
She, a purist in the midst of the demonic
She didn't understand how this was hidden
But she was determined
In her mind, He was going to change
For her fruit, he would be saved
He knew she was delusional.
His thirst was for one thing
Conquest of the grapes
Gocni Schindler
"Is the fool OK? oh, my God is he OK?!?"
Her hands cover her eyes
His eyes filled with lust
Her lip quivers
His tongue licks
Her pain spews
His stick...blue!
Oh, hail, Facials pour rain
Oh, hail, The Monsoon
She viewed the life lost
He only views wet cotton
The danger of desensitization
Like God in space
Viewing the future while still in the present
He watched, as the fool, was snapped in half like a pencil
Dragged, between four-thousand pounds and concrete
Oh, Materials
He was sure that truck was all the fool had in life
Probably spent years saving to own it
Life was nothing without it!
Grinding Intercourse
Sex, Sex, Sex!
Hail, Hail, Hail
Sex, Sex, Sex!
Flesh and steel bonded
Someone's child won't be coming home
A mother will mourn
A wife collects life insurance for margaritas
Cheers
Daddy will never walk through the door
A father, gone!
Young the girl holding a dead teddy
As stated above, so stated below
Her tears are real
His laughter surreal
She frowns
He smiles
'No sweetie, Superman is only found on the tele
That's now ground meat
Another patron attending the afterlife party
If he wasn't a Jew, Muslim or Christian he's burning in flames!
Popcorn?'
Saved
Her eyes lost in disbelief
How did she not see?
How had she been deceived?
In the horror, she discovered her great satan
He was one of the desensitized
She, a purist in the midst of the demonic
She didn't understand how this was hidden
But she was determined
In her mind, He was going to change
For her fruit, he would be saved
He knew she was delusional.
His thirst was for one thing
Conquest of the grapes
Gocni Schindler
Friday, September 1, 2017
Eighty-Two
Dance, you cricket, dance
Chirp, chirp, make some nonsense
The moon shines bright
Sing to it, sing it with life
Feel me dear Cricket to heal
Dance, you cricket, dance
Chirp, chirp, chirp away the lazy day
Eighty-two
Eighty-two
Spoken his age
Eighty-Two
Eighty-two
Eyes not full of dread
Smiling, his old mug shines in smiles
How it is etched
How it is so...How I, dare I, never forget
Light shining
Glimmering within my dark night
Cricket, dance you cricket, dance!
Chirp, chirp, vibrate my soul
Send vigor to the fight
Bring clarity to this old fool
Deliver yet again that charming smile
Show me you're still full of life
Cricket, Cricket, oh, Cricket
Moon, oh, cruelest moon, do you not touch my plight?
Moon, see you not see me as trifle
Blind O'moon Blind, see thee how my Cricket lays cold
Eighty-two
Eighty-two
Words, vibrations on the wind, day before three days past
Won't be around much longer
Trivial things indeed
Did I not heed?
Did I not receive?
Lost I was
Captive to my foolish game
Dollars to pocket
Nickles and change
Scraps from my master
Damn you corporation game
Damn you Cricket, damn you
Dance, get up and dance
Dare this not be our last
Dance, Cricket,
Chirp, Chirp, Chirp
See the moon, see she shines, bright!
Arms still limp
Let me close thine eyes
Allow me this solitude of dance
Once more around the table
Once more before the fire
Once more to be desired
Eighty-two and three-quarters for the moon
One-quarter for the boat man taking the fool
Taking this lost fridge
Farewell
Bon voyage
Safe travels
Good luck
See you on the morrow
When tomorrow never comes
Cricket, no Cricket
Dance for the stars
Dance for my sorrow
Dance to make joy for tomorrow
Dance Cricket
Dance
Dance to bring me deliverance
Dance Cricket
Sing me melody of romance
Breath wind from heaven
Allow me to feel the breeze
Enchant me
No dear Cricket
Here I rest you in the ground
Dance, Dance, Dance
Eighty-two has no more value
Chirp, Chirp, Chirp
Till we see each other on the morrow
Save me a quarter
Boat rides to hereafter
Gocni Schindler
Monday, August 28, 2017
Laughing at my ignorance
I was outside smoking a cigarette.
The reality, I wish it was a joint
Though, it wasn't!
Smoking, smoking is so taboo these days
Almost next to the devil for doing it
Probably why I enjoy it
Big for the A in life
Freedom of fuck it, with a price tag
In reality, I don't care
It's going to kill you some enjoy saying
Death, death is something
Smoking, smoking is so taboo these days
Almost next to the devil for doing it
Probably why I enjoy it
Big for the A in life
Freedom of fuck it, with a price tag
In reality, I don't care
It's going to kill you some enjoy saying
Death, death is something
That happens every day
Who wants to live forever?
Life is beautiful!
Perhaps to some and I appreciate their view
Don't hold that and I'm cool
Maybe we could switch eyes
Let me view your life and you mine
Perhaps I can grasp what it feels like to be
To do the things I lacked
Let me experience anothers success
The other can feel what its like to hold a child's dead hand
To watch the sand castle fall back to the sea
Knowing first hand what being less is like
Gain the belief that its all make believe
Cause shit just never lasts.
Wounds, deep seated wounds
Wounds which just mend over but never fully heal
No one will escape this game
So I smoke my cigarette in peace
Stating the same
Smoking
I live alone
Simply my choice
Selfish I do suppose
Smoking
Never going to get a date
Never stated I wanted to date
All part of the repeats
Hey, its a Jazz band, alright!
I'm a hideous fucker, laugh!
Steve Jobs had more money than god
Yet he couldn't purchase a cure all!
He was an easy example
As I smoke and contemplate
A lot of rich folks die
A lot more broke folks die
A lot of people die in the cycle of life
A lot of people keep moving forward
A lot of people are stuck in reverse
A lot of people just want to be left alone
A lot of people need attention to feel whole
A lot of beautiful people feel they're right
A lot of people just want to be heard
A lot of people need to be loved
A lot of people just go extra on being assholes
Smoking
Its the stink of tobacco I can't stand
Smoke flows in, then flows out
Euphoric, why I ever picked this up again?
Once upon a starlight, I quit for ten years
Ha Ha, cause its the sadistic part of life
My thought as I inhale
Upon a bush was one lonely flower
All of its family died long ago
Their wilted petals line the ground
This little one
Who wants to live forever?
Life is beautiful!
Perhaps to some and I appreciate their view
Don't hold that and I'm cool
Maybe we could switch eyes
Let me view your life and you mine
Perhaps I can grasp what it feels like to be
To do the things I lacked
Let me experience anothers success
The other can feel what its like to hold a child's dead hand
To watch the sand castle fall back to the sea
Knowing first hand what being less is like
Gain the belief that its all make believe
Cause shit just never lasts.
Wounds, deep seated wounds
Wounds which just mend over but never fully heal
No one will escape this game
So I smoke my cigarette in peace
Stating the same
Smoking
I live alone
Simply my choice
Selfish I do suppose
Smoking
Never going to get a date
Never stated I wanted to date
All part of the repeats
Hey, its a Jazz band, alright!
I'm a hideous fucker, laugh!
Steve Jobs had more money than god
Yet he couldn't purchase a cure all!
He was an easy example
As I smoke and contemplate
A lot of rich folks die
A lot more broke folks die
A lot of people die in the cycle of life
A lot of people keep moving forward
A lot of people are stuck in reverse
A lot of people just want to be left alone
A lot of people need attention to feel whole
A lot of beautiful people feel they're right
A lot of people just want to be heard
A lot of people need to be loved
A lot of people just go extra on being assholes
Smoking
Its the stink of tobacco I can't stand
Smoke flows in, then flows out
Euphoric, why I ever picked this up again?
Once upon a starlight, I quit for ten years
Ha Ha, cause its the sadistic part of life
My thought as I inhale
Upon a bush was one lonely flower
All of its family died long ago
Their wilted petals line the ground
This little one
Decided to hang around a bit longer
Really is a pretty pink
Perhaps, maybe by chance, it was one of those
Late bloomers
The honey bee was grateful
It gave the dying breed something to eat
Soon, the beauty of the bush will depart
It only last but a month
Enjoying my cigarette
Watching the human ants hustle about
Everyone has some place to go
Its always such a hurried event
Go, Go, Go, Go
Same place down the road
An extra ten minutes took off their shoes
Listen to more bullshit news
Most don't know
I rarely share
My mind is like a flipped snare
What takes the norm fifteen minutes to write
Takes me three hours to make right
The words are there
Just what is put to digital paper is wrong
Eyes just don't process the mind
I was screwed
Something inside wasn't wired to spec
Recently
Really is a pretty pink
Perhaps, maybe by chance, it was one of those
Late bloomers
The honey bee was grateful
It gave the dying breed something to eat
Soon, the beauty of the bush will depart
It only last but a month
Enjoying my cigarette
Watching the human ants hustle about
Everyone has some place to go
Its always such a hurried event
Go, Go, Go, Go
Same place down the road
An extra ten minutes took off their shoes
Listen to more bullshit news
Most don't know
I rarely share
My mind is like a flipped snare
What takes the norm fifteen minutes to write
Takes me three hours to make right
The words are there
Just what is put to digital paper is wrong
Eyes just don't process the mind
I was screwed
Something inside wasn't wired to spec
Recently
Someone thought it was fun
Pointing out my mistakes
It happened beautifully twice
Did they get a stiff one from it?
Making themselves feel proud?
Fuck'em, losers are all around
Knowing what I have to fight
Knowing what its like
I dare not make fun or point out others flaws
During childhood
I was called stupid
Labeled the dumb one
Was fun to watch others play sports
Because of my grades
I was given a spot on the bench
Made to feel like I never belonged
This fuckin guy
It happened beautifully twice
Did they get a stiff one from it?
Making themselves feel proud?
Fuck'em, losers are all around
Knowing what I have to fight
Knowing what its like
I dare not make fun or point out others flaws
During childhood
I was called stupid
Labeled the dumb one
Was fun to watch others play sports
Because of my grades
I was given a spot on the bench
Made to feel like I never belonged
This fuckin guy
Isn't ever going to be college bound!
Hated the school experience
Because I learned different
I was titled the Bad Child
No too long ago
Hated the school experience
Because I learned different
I was titled the Bad Child
No too long ago
I read a post from some teachers
Who chuckled amongst themselves
Bad child surrounded by bad bums
They laughed and I laughed harder
Let me take another drag
Tossed in the dullard class
Which lead me to not care
Next to religious fucks
I absolutely despise teachers
Don't really care if its found offensive
Picture an abused dog
That views the dark haired abuser
Who chuckled amongst themselves
Bad child surrounded by bad bums
They laughed and I laughed harder
Let me take another drag
Tossed in the dullard class
Which lead me to not care
Next to religious fucks
I absolutely despise teachers
Don't really care if its found offensive
Picture an abused dog
That views the dark haired abuser
Upon every hand
To me, both are losers
Love the passion I have to dislike them.
Smoking
Little bee was feeding
Lost as usual to my need for nicotine
Enjoying at this moment the world around
Will it kill me, possibly, that's the risk
Could get killed walking across the street
Smoking this cigarette which is totally taboo
Laugh is what I do
Laugh when I feel blue
Laugh when I write this shit
Laugh when tears flow off my eye lids
Laugh when nothing goes right
Laugh when there is no delight
Laugh when all hope seems lost
Laugh when I'm alone in the dark
Laugh when the pain of the past takes another stab
Laugh when my pockets are empty and I have no gas
Laugh when its sugar bread
Laugh when I feel the darkest of clouds
Laugh when no ones around
Laugh with my cat
Laugh when the actions of others make me mad
Laugh to be free
Smoking this cigarette laugh at the need
Too bad its not a joint
Really just love to think
Where is the voice that comes around
That thing that created it all
Speaks wonderful things which I don't believe
I give the thing a chance
Allowed it room to romance
While we laugh.
Voice tells me to quit the smoking
I tell the voice to get bent
We laugh some more
Together
To me, both are losers
Love the passion I have to dislike them.
Smoking
Little bee was feeding
Lost as usual to my need for nicotine
Enjoying at this moment the world around
Will it kill me, possibly, that's the risk
Could get killed walking across the street
Smoking this cigarette which is totally taboo
Laugh is what I do
Laugh when I feel blue
Laugh when I write this shit
Laugh when tears flow off my eye lids
Laugh when nothing goes right
Laugh when there is no delight
Laugh when all hope seems lost
Laugh when I'm alone in the dark
Laugh when the pain of the past takes another stab
Laugh when my pockets are empty and I have no gas
Laugh when its sugar bread
Laugh when I feel the darkest of clouds
Laugh when no ones around
Laugh with my cat
Laugh when the actions of others make me mad
Laugh to be free
Smoking this cigarette laugh at the need
Too bad its not a joint
Really just love to think
Where is the voice that comes around
That thing that created it all
Speaks wonderful things which I don't believe
I give the thing a chance
Allowed it room to romance
While we laugh.
Voice tells me to quit the smoking
I tell the voice to get bent
We laugh some more
Together
We are crazy in one sharing the body.
Let me take another drag.
Cause in the end it won't matter anyways.
Peace out
Gocni Schindler
Let me take another drag.
Cause in the end it won't matter anyways.
Peace out
Gocni Schindler
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