Nearing completion

At the end of pain,

it would be there,

yet i see it was never there,

all i knew of what was,

all i had to go through.

Knowledge to begin and end then you do apply,

not even today,

on any given random event 

of any and or minute to moment.

-X phactore p58


@rtsydhude c17j23

em. prompt.u . . .#6a.i : Edification

Psalms 119:66 Teth

“Teach me good judgement and knowledge. . .”


Where would I be, If mother Eve wasn’t that stupid.

And When Father Adam pointed fingers everywhere,

I would belong in any malebolgia.

But I am not, rather to credit 

them for their innocence

without them life now, would be . . .

Yes we live in constant living because of the will has more judgement to begin and never ends.

-X phactore p62.



@rtsydhude c17j22

em. prompt.u. . . #06a: Remembrance

119:42 Psalm. Waw

“…for I trust in your word.”


Its a two way street,

earn it,

gain from it,

either way.

If there is a blind way to deal of it,

then maybe all we are,

are but specks in its punctuation.

So be it, learn to see its ways,

or can we ever give it, to that someone who can not concieve nor

comprehend its rules to be broken from.

-X phactore p63.


Linya de los papel

@rtsydhude c17j20


Hard over time: in betweenie

Time wasn’t easy for us, you of all them never failed me,
That was the time, i keep expecting we will get we wanted.

Time gave you them first,

Distance was my girlfriend that made me love her more than our situation, 

When you decided to be a playboy on your terms.

Never again,

coz you were the one who left before me.


for the memories of CAS,91-17.

the golden friend i’ll ever had


Time over easy: the meetup

Then after the end,

I saw a shaded friend,

who would be the greatest

nor i did not foresee, only memories i have of you.

nor i did not assume, time spent together of us.

or even the loves and hates, the shouts the screams, or even our deepest pain and rages.

or even the girls we wanted to have, to be with or even the one we fought over.

Now the time spent to call,

is a sacred time not even to spare,

nor even tried contacting to connect.


for the memories of CAS,91-17.

the golden friend i’ll ever had