MaSTA|mind

The musings and creative outlet for MaSTA SoLIDUS.
METEORFALL - Rotting Pizza. Approx. 6 ft. tall, 70 pounds. Mixed Media.

METEORFALL - Rotting Pizza. Approx. 6 ft. tall, 70 pounds. Mixed Media.

He who learns but does not think, is lost! He who thinks but does not learn is in great danger.

—Confucius

June 3-4, 2011 - Reality

Open my eyes

to percieve the darkness.

Opened my heart

and recieved the Heartless.

Opening my mind

to an ideal to spark this

combustion, turned my ears to the cries the farthest;

the ones whose eyes closed to prevent the hardness.

Ones whose palms laid flat on a world too harsh. It’s

the way of the strong. Struggle regardless.

Struggle for those left who don’t deserve this carnage.

See, I can handle the burden, and run the farthest.

I can challenge your fears and bear their scars if

you just do one thing I ask, trust my heart. Miss

nothing, appreciate my wade in these marshes.

I’ll take all lashes that the world can give

for you.

Take their mischaracterizations

as truth.

Allow all to think different than what it actually is,

if it shapes reality and allows you to live.

thejinx:

hahaha love the tail wag

thejinx:

hahaha love the tail wag

The inside of his head is like an overcooked sack of microwave popcorn — a few defective kernels bouncing insanely above a charred mass of carcinogenic stupidity.

—Deadspin

June 2, 2011 - FORWARD

Ease of mind leads to an easy time;

Endlessly overdone, and complete. Sublime.

But the man of missions within him don’t allow for

him to succeed in getting an increase of whine.

Things aren’t made to be made, but made to

see refined, percieve the decieved and

provide them reprieve…of mind;

Their ignorance will confine soon,

but it must come in due time

And at that point you do shine

LOOK FORWARD

Time can never move backwards.

The truth is pass protected,

yet I know it’s password.

No, the rush of doubt can’t shake us

or hesitate me, or

make the truth step backwards.

We’ve spoken, and yes I will have the last word.

Heaven can’t come until the Sun done,

whether the day shines bright, or I bask in Moonlight

I will be the father to these bastards.

THINK FORWARD

June 1, 2011 - All Spark

Lit like the all-spark;

passion passed the point of no return.

Gaming life,

a lifestyle. I’ve got this game on lock

And I bought it with no reserve.

I’m the hero people need,

the one they don’t deserve.

I’m the change I’ve been waiting for

I pray my faith is preserved.

This path I’m on leads most men to ruin;

few have the fortitiude to withstand

the knowledege that with the right moves

all power is within their grasp.

I do what I must,

I serve my purpose.

yum, yum, yum, that’s roast beef curtains on your face.

—Jenny Marbles

my shins feel like broken popsicle sticks. I missed that feeling.

—MaSTA SoLIDUS