Cascading. Never.

[Murmillus_Prime]

Flying cakes and sales that bake,
Under skies which quake the onions are in take,
Fried egg and cakes egg are one in the same but bjord is to blame for the cake is insane and bjord is to blame.

-1 that !

[Bjord]

You suck, anyway.

[Murmillus_Prime]

You suck, anyway.

You suck, you mewling strongman not, standards forgot,
Your true self revealed,
One to ones self shall yield.

[Bjord]

You're not doing it right.
 
Try harder.

[Murmillus_Prime]

You're not doing it right.
 
Try harder.

You're not perceiving the true meaning behind my poetry.

Look harder.

Also..

!"facepalm"!

[Murmillus_Prime]

Your passion ensues, conclusions are spoken, backed with arrogance in oneself which again has awoken,
perception limited, to what's been imitated, though eyes of one, one will see, while some agree it's not to the truths degree,

Wagon wheel roll down the hill takes its toll, although they'd never think and blind be they till the brink,
Calm be one and one will be calm, karma ensues to a degree, although perception is limited and effects are inhibited though false facts which enable acts of the unstable which fail to be inhibited by reason alone.

[[ptx]]

I decided to read this aloud. Falling asleep, so pretty bland
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lqJlMBYA2Y4

LOL'd

[Belatu]

Am I the only one who find  Bjord´s poetry nice? 

[Murmillus_Prime]

I find his poetry contrived and arrogant just like the man himself. 

[Bjord]

I decided to read this aloud. Falling asleep, so pretty bland
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lqJlMBYA2Y4

Ahaha, laughed my ass off.

I had an episode of boredom so I decided to shit up the forums.

And that is by far not an attempt at poetry, more like trying to write as many cryptic sentences as possible and troll people. Instead people got worried about mental status I guess.

[[ptx]]

Thought as much.

[Bjord]

Not as if a robot like you could appreciate abstractism anyway, ptx.

Hell, your brain consists of binaries.

110011010101 DOES NOT COMPUTE, ERROR. UNABLE TO... OBTAIN HUMOUR.

[Murmillus_Prime]

Ahaha, laughed my ass off.

I had an episode of boredom so I decided to shit up the forums.

And that is by far not an attempt at poetry, more like trying to write as many cryptic sentences as possible and troll people. Instead people got worried about mental status I guess.

Nostradamus wannabe. 

[[ptx]]

Haha, you have no idea 

[Bjord]

Nostradamus wannabe. 

I like astronomy, problem?

Haha, you have no idea 

Much like you, then. WHEN IT COMES TO HUMOUR ~RABRABRBABRABRAABRABRA.

Are you bi-polar?

Blue paint, red intent.
 
Its iris, the fate of a tribe. Aperture of life.
 
Water's flow, the many take refuge. He shall lead.

Intelligent, flourishing. A tribe. Their enemy.
 
No?
 
Never.
 
It.
 
Neglecting beauty, forsaking life. Only war, only death. The rhythm of death.

Galvanizing. Never.

Just in case you missed it.