Propegolution

An ox Floating on top of a dime Latte laden bi-sexual thoughts Thread themselves with gay momentum Don't mean to be coy By gay I ce...

Breaking down spoken pieces Words gone arye These thoughts of mine Never stop Inside this rapid cycling brain of mine Well suited to my...

My body needs to embrace you My beet red breast is beset By my fists hatred I placed a hex on my own chest This heart of mine At work b...

Into the arms of Mother Afrika I dance Dark flesh pressed against My ghost white skin But within I know I am the strange fruit Spanis...

For D I am dancing around the precipice of Death Edging up against the knife For I know there is nothing left Darkness hangs...

In this individualistic Western Culture, it is often too easy to focus on oneself in an expensive spiritual fashion. I have been accused of ...

                Allow me to introduce myself. I am a humanist who believes in the exponential potential of the individual existence. I b...