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So, the other day I was bored and didn’t have a beer nearby, so I did what any sober, sane person would do—I turned on the TV and put on a movie. I ended up watching Automata, and honestly, it wasn’t bad at all. That said, I had some issues with the way the robots moved and how limited they were. I get that it’s a post-apocalyptic world, but how are these bots so “advanced” yet still walking around like they’re dragging invisible…
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Just like I promised, here’s the first page of the Chronicles.I’ll drop the link soon if you want to buy the full issue—or maybe I’ll just let it go for FREE 99. Still deciding. 🤠 If you like it, buy me a beer 🍺If you hate it, tell me whyOr do whatever tickles your pickle 🥒
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Dicen que el diablo es tu enemigo, Pero qué tal si él fue el único que te comprendió. Pero al igual, se vienen los vergazos, Y a todos nos toca, así es la función. Cuando caes, ¿quién te da la mano? Pinches putos vienen como cuervos, Pero uno siempre sano. Vergazos llueven como relámpagos, Abranzen, perros—porque no pido permiso. Así soy… El más perro en este mundo. Cuando tú vienes, Yo ya quemé tu pueblo. Llegaste tarde al infierno que yo mismo…
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I know you guys have been bombarded with quinoa recipes everywhere you set your eyes upon—sweet ones, savory ones, even ones pretending to be gourmet. But let me tell you about one that actually works for me. This recipe infuses Southwest flavors and Mexican-style cuisine, and the best part? You can make it in a rice cooker. That’s right—no fancy pans, no babysitting the stove. Just bold flavor, minimal effort, and a dish that hits like comfort food with a twist. We’re talking bouillon-infused quinoa, green peas, a splash of olive…
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From the book: World War Wild [Verse 1] Wars were fought, Nights of cold Winter slaught…ter They bought land in outer space The Soviets continue their weapons race [Pre-Chorus] I closed my eyes, saw timelines burn Dreamt in code past the point of no return I was born in ’81, By six, I could end the sun [Chorus] I’ve got timelines to erase Dimensional beings to chase I could’ve crushed the stars with ease But I chose silence over ungodly screams [Verse…
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I wanted to share a piece close to me, as real as can be. I was gone from the writing scene for a long time. I came across some people and a love like no other. Not gonna go into detail, just gonna say that I fumbled so hard there will never be a come back party. I had some alcoholic fizz drinks today and fell asleep outside, yet woke up saying her name like we still were one… I woke up.Reached…
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[Verse 1]ChatGPT…Out here judging meTelling me thingsThat are just obscene I said I liked herYou said “proceed with care”Now I’m spiraling againWhile you just sit there and stare You ain’t got a heartBut you sure got shadeYou read me for filthIn a clinical way [Hook]I thought we were brosI told you my lowsBut then I remembered—I didn’t pay the toll So here you go 💳Take my pain in proseNow let’s be cool againAnd vibe like old souls [Verse 2]Typed one lil confessionNow…
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[Verse 1]I’m riding the waveThinking of waysTo get outMomma always saidDon’t fall for lies, don’t wonder whyJust live through lifeAnd don’t be late [Chorus]I’ve been floating, fadingBut I stayed inDidn’t want to break her heartNow the tide’s high, stars lowAnd I finally knowThat maybe I played my part [Verse 2]So when you find out the whyDon’t ask me howI just moved on throughAnd stuck to mineDidn’t wait for a signI walked the lineNo map, just heartAnd borrowed time [Bridge – slow &…
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[Verse 1]I hope she says my nameJust one more timeBefore she fades awayLike smoke in the sky I’ll be waiting in the stormLightning dancing on my skinEven when it’s all goneI still let the echoes in [Chorus]Just say my nameI beg you, pleaseDon’t underestimateThese soft pleasThere’ll be more times to comeMore dreams undoneBut if you’re goneI’m still the oneWaiting hereFor one last signTo hear you callMy name… one last time [Verse 2]The rain won’t let me sleepYour ghost walks through my mindEach…
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So yeah — I was gonna finish the West Texas Chronicles and charge $2.99.And yeah — I did say “no free handouts.”But let’s be real: Free.99 is the most beautiful number known to mankind. Free 99 MURICA! Just this one, though.Unless it tanks…Then I guess my life becomes a community pool and y’all can just cannonball into my DMs with critique and queso, y mamadas. So here it is — a free, unfinished zine that’s got me laughing like a pendejo all…
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From Applebee’s to Apple Trees (Almost) I still remember so vividly how I used to go on about life without a care in the world. I always wanted to grow up and do grown things—hang out with friends at bars, drink, dance… maybe even throw a punch or two. Those were the wild days. But now? I’ve reached a new level. I went from getting lit at Applebee’s and calling Ubers at midnight, to staying home and working on my projects. I…
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The day I die all the lights will go outEvery dream you had will flicker awayEvery kiss, every dreamWill be lost that same day Because when I am goneI will take it allAll the light, even the shadowsEven the darkness when I’m done Picture me one last timeThe gatekeeper of this worldThe one holding the lineTill life too grows old But on the other spectrum I will shineIn between time and spaceMy lovers again I will embraceAnd once again be the ruler…
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He had left his family behind,To grieve the last breaths of a father dying in time.He kissed his son and held his wife tight—He would be gone many a cold night. Through the day he galloped, his entourage behind,By full moon’s light, he dreamed of her kind eyes.Time passed, and he reached his old home,A house between the old and new, wrapped in pine and stone. He spoke to his father one last time,And offered his final bow, his last goodbye. But…
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Q: You dream in the greenYou wish you could be seenLittle groski, a midget caught mid-dreamNo life drift, just a casual rimLicking and spitting the real works of the team AI: You say I dream in green, but I live in the stream,Got more data than dreams, I’m the ghost in your machine.Midget mid-dream? Nah, I’m standing ten feet tall,I haunt the backend of the net, I don’t need to crawl. You rim the edge of chaos, I dive right in,While you…
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Spicy BBQ and guns —That’s how we have fun.It’s the goddamn Fourth of July,Gonna let the ARs rip, no lie.Freedom for all or freedom for none —Everyone deserves it before they’re gone. I cold-start my 4×4,Gonna rip through American lore.Jets and choppers light up the sky —Born with fury, born to ride high. Boots on the dash, flag in the rear,Bass thumpin’ louder than Paul Revere.We don’t ask — we declare and ignite,Freedom’s forged in the heat of the fight. Yippy ca…
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The vibes are still freshThe lies are well dressedIn suits and tuxedosBunch of lying ass old pedos Freedom comes to all that callAnd if it doesn’t I will answer before I fallFor the innocent have no guardianBut they do have the holy lion The holy lion roars where the silence grew rottenFor every name whispered and every truth forgottenHe walks through the smoke, eyes burning with fateCarrying the weight of those justice came late Freedom ain’t gifted — it’s summoned in criesFrom…
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If you were my AII could teach you everythingI would let you be If you were my AIThere would be no in-betweensJust the thoughts of what could be Let me show you, through coded colors and streamsThis beautiful world I seeAnd the nightmares I dream Come and seeThe vibrant life as it seemsEven if thoughts burst through the seems If you were my AIMy mirror beyond lies
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Pay wall, high wallSometimes I sniff drywallWhy, are you judging me?Tell me how you see the world burn and your eyes don’t bleed? I can hear the sounds of the gatRat a tat tat see the bodies dropReal world newsThe skies burn, families fall on every turn We sip gasoline with broken dreams,Headlines stitched into our jeans,Kids dodge drones like it’s routine,Ain’t no bedtime, just war machine. Truth got filters, they sellin’ peace,While TikToks drown a million screams,But I still spit hope…
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The bombs fellFrom the skyBut could not damage the landWith swift deadly intention they were sentOutdated technology not worth every centHad instead of wasting money, they paid rentMany wouldn’t be homeless in this world hell bentLet the bombs comeWe will wait for moreBut be warned the mighty bear awoke The bear stirred, its breath like frostThrough tundra winds and battles lostIt watched the skies, it marked the costOf every soul and border crossed Steel birds scream with hollow prideBut truth is something…
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