Super Reality check
Just yesterday, my super girlfriend gave me a super confession. She told me that she almost cheated on me during the weekend while I was locked in my room going over recordings made on my Super Revolution.
Where is my appetite?
I was about to have some chow when she broke the disappointing news to me. As you can guess, I'm still looking for my appetite. I must confess, I felt super disappointed by what she was feeling. Who wouldn't be?
Not a bitch
In the past I would have called her a bitch, but I swear I don't blame her. In my eyes she is still an honourable woman because she told me the truth. She knows there's nothing that I hate more than a person who lies, to me. Being a fool is when they do it behind your back.
Selfish nature
Why should I blame this woman for a nature that we all have? I mean I have been in her situation before, where I was tempted to violate what we have by sharing it with someone else without her knowledge. So it's only fair to put myself in her shoes. It is human nature to forget the good things you have and to seek other things, although the consequences might be what you were not looking for when doing what you did. There are evil forces that run our human nature, sometimes we can't help it.
Adopted by poetry
Because I am a poet, I have always contemplated this type of situation. I have always thought that we are selfish, no matter what we try to be. It is unfair to ask a person to be selfless. It is bullshit. I won't ask my woman to be selfless – although I will be hurt by her selfishness. I only wish we could be selfish of our relationships, that we don't want anything to destroy them. I guess this is too ideal for the world we live in. Wow, I feel better already. I think my appetite is returning. So, here's the poem I wrote a time ago when me and the super lady broke up. It's all about why we cheat on our soul-mates for god's sakes.
I Chose Me Over You
(For my Beloved Ribelady, my ex soul mate)
In the bleed of confusing affection
A twelve round knock-out blow by blow with myself
I woke up, smelled the coffee
And knew I loved me more than you
Coz in dear truth, I’ll do for me, even what is hurting to you
Provoking ancient angers from the Hades of your heart
I abandoned ideals and followed my passions
To temporary greener pastures
Leaving you in complete wonder
While in the dear truth, I had chosen me over you
When I knelt before my hormones
Disregarding your feelings like a priest cussing in anger en route to heaven
When I went DNA, path of my genes
Took my role and acted impulsively, unfaithfully, individually
Obeying thirsts of my own sexuality
It wasn’t no Lucifer that seduced me
Trust me, it wasn’t the liquor, it wasn’t the drugs
It wasn’t a mistake
It was the choice
When I chose me over you
Apologies may flutter human ego
A bunch of mutilated roses may flirt with human naiveté
A love poem may spark human fires
Like a happy pill sending a junky perky
The make-up kiss may taste like waters of champagne
The touch you missed may feel like winter in cosy paradise
But in dear truth
I chose me over you
Love of my life, love of my death
In every pardonable wrong I do against you
I choose me over you
And faithfully, you do you over me
-4kof Satan
When last did you pray? What did he say?
