MONEY

And if you sell yourself.
It will,, be for money.

Youl get up at,, 5.am.
Just for money

You might end up,, in a jail.
And all 4 the want of money.

THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL.
THE CRUED.

Youl be a greedy fuck.
For your money.

yOU CAN SPLASH OUT.
Buy things.& think that your happy
With your dirty money.

DONT WANT NO MILLIONS.

Just peice of mind.

How crazy and mental we go all for the love of paper.

CHRIST how we addor that paper.

It becomes sad when ones partner puts paper with the queens head on it.
Before there loved ones.

Money can drive you to do the most horrific crimes.

Armed robbery,shop lift,sell drugs,prostitute ones self,fraud,violance,MURDER.

Anything to get there hands on that bit of paper.

And if you buy her a gift.
Shall be ,with your money.

The paper has control of you.

Without this fantastic paper you will die of starvation.hyperthurmier,sickness,bills to paper,gas electric,rent.
You name it money will get it.

Money cant buy me love ? look hard enough with paper in hand & you will find false love.

But isnt most false,does true love really exist, try looking up some psychology, no love just co-dependency.

Kill for the sake of this so called precious paper.

And one can never get enough.

In one hand out the other.

Some sad sickend people will sell their children for a piece of this paper.

How foolish can a man be to think he is so powerful.
So cool,yes ime rich and powerful.
As i have lots more paper than you.although my ticker is packing up and i can barely see.

FOOL.

Me i prefer the false forged money.

You see its al the one to me,let it be real money? or fake.
Its all the same.

Paper.

I COULD GO ON FOR DAYS WRITING WITH PAPER.

But ime not going to bore you,as i think you know.

Money what one will do for IT.

ISOLATION /karma

Do you ever feel that you belong.

Ever feel alone whilst alone.

Feel alone whilst in the company of others.

Sad inside.

Isolated.

Isolation,is part of life, i or we choose (some say).

BUT what about people who are gay.
Poor hidden secrets that tante & remind themselves of how wrong they are ?.BY THE BIBLE
So they isolate themselves.as these poor souls are who they are
It disgusts me to think of the HOLY BIBLE slating gay people,when SO CALLED GOD MADE US,

What a contradiction.

Anxiety another isolater.

Deprssetion,no motivation to leave the house.

Just sat at home thoughts running wildly through ones mind.

Most thoughts of a negative type.

Only worsens how i feel.

THINK NEGATIVE ,FEEL SHITE.

Act as if, think as if, feel as if & be.

A concept.

when was the last time you realy enjoyed yourself.

"Yesterday when i drank myself to sleep."

But thats me suppressing uncomfortable feelings.

Yes i am a doctor, as i self medicate.

Dont need no script of tablets to get me hooked.

Christ i do enough of that myself. so save your time.
MR doctor.

Oh yes at the week_end i went to a restraunt.
As much curry as you like £6.95.

Nearly ate myself alive.

Enjoyed myslf though.

Untill the moaning (morning).

Bubbles poping in my tummy.

And a rush a to the loo.

I wont go any further, as i think you know what happend.

Am i enjoying myself right this minute ?

Inbetween writing, guzzling vodka.
maybe i am happy.

But with nie on every good time has a consequnce.

Consequences, had enough of them.

Boerd me right out my concious conseqences.

TO many to go on about right now,but like i said before i shall revial all.

All the wrong doings,plus guess what. conseqences.

Every action we make has a consequence.

Let it be good or bad.

There is no escaping consequences.

No matter how hard you try, thie shall not escape.

Karma ,what goes around comes around,

You see karma is cunning.

you think you have escaped the cuffs of your doings,

But it will come back for you with great furosity.

As karma is a consequence in disguise.

UTOPIA THE LION

Hackney londen, summer time.

SS want me to go to see a forensic psychiatrist.

All well & good.

For them shills.

On the tube.
The london underground.

Can imagine all sorts of crime going on down er.

Jump a few tubes.
Arrive Hackney station, thank you very much.

Find my destination.

Ime knowing i shall be interigated by this FOREN-SICK PSYCHO.

At my destin i see high steel fencing.
Cammeras every where.

Ok ime on big brother, yes i see now.its a fucking nut house..

Smoke and finish then stub my cig out, bin it.

Buzzzzz.

Hello,yea its kenny moore,gotta an appointment with.
That PSYCO DR McKLINTOV.

"ok i shall buzzzzzzzzzzzzz you in."

WHAT THE FUCKS THIS buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz,FUCK ELECTRIC SHOCK TREATMENT.


Not for me, thanks all the same.

I wander in past one door get checked by security..
Book in.

Waiting in anticipation.

Then "Mr moore"

No its cokooa the clown you foolish psycho.


Yes that is i.

Come through we have much to discuss and venture and we must dig very deep into you.

No ones digging deep in me. I know he wants to explore my mind,fellings,emotions.

The life story begins.

I let him know as he digs away how or how i think i felt whilst i was a child.


I am honest with him very much so.

But theres honesty and theres STUPIDITY.


I WILL now cut this long day very short.

The conclusion.

SS "do you consider mr moore to be suffering any mental health issues.

PSYHCO "in my proffetional oppinion i consider mr moore has a personality disorder of a general type.

GENNARAL TYPE, PLEASE TRY, BE SOMEWHAT MORE SPECIFIC