If you meditate on death long enough, he will seek you out. But, Death will not knock at your door, as you wish. He will not come in announced and have a cup of tea with you.

He will not calmly ask, "How are you doing today," casually as he crosses his legs while enjoying your recliner.

Death does not care about how you are doing. He doesn't give shit what you want of him, or how you expect him to be. He isn't your therapist, your daddy, or your friend.

Death is a fucking rapist.

He will creep in your window and he will fuck you up the ass. Hard Slowly draw his scythe across your throat and watch you bleed out, gleefully.

Death doesn't care that you have a family (everyone does, whether you talk to them or not).

Death doesn't care that you just thought up a cure for cancer. He'll take you quick, before you can share your knowledge with the world.

Death doesn't care if you're a president, a scientist or a fucking hobo eating shit out of the dumpster.

He doesn't care about you or respect you.

You know who death respects? The Queen of England. That cunt is 100 and going strong. But, eventually he will come for her too. Probably give her more respect then he gave Elvis.

Death fucked Elvis hard. Took him right on the fucking toilet. Told him he lived too fast and too hard and said, "Fuck you Elvis, you plagiaristic bastard."

And don't fucking shoulda, woulda could death. He's heard all your shit before. He sniggers as you plea with him.

Please give me a few more years?

Please give me one more sunset?

Please give me one more fucking orgasm?

Oh he'll give it to you. If he's feeling frisky. He give you one more orgasm, as the sunsets, on your 10th anniversary, that you shoulda spent with your wife, instead of your mistress.

OH! He'll fucking cum all over his robes at that one. Gives him a chub just plotting it out.

He knows how your poor wife will cry hysterically when she finds out. Giggle like a school boy when he thinks of the long-lasting shame he'll bring your family.

That shame will be life-long for them, but is only a blink in his long gaze. Death has seen Forever and looked that bitch in the eye.

Forever isn't the sweet love you carve into a desk when your 14. That twat is gnarled and haggard and her gaping vagina is filled with razor blades. She'll fuck you too. Forever will leave you a bleeding stump of your former self.

Only Death is brave enough to fuck her. But he has not escaped her seductions unscathed. He believed having Forever would be bliss.

He was dead fucking wrong.

Death will fuck you up the ass and hand you over to Forever. Forever is the true sadist in their relationship. You will get to be the dirty third in their ménage a trois.

Now just think about that for awhile.

Ears are my silence

Eyes are my ears

Hands are my voice

Beautiful language

Motion of arts

Even through, even through

I can't hear the music,

Vibration is my sounds

I can dance, I can dance

The feeling of vibrations

Sparks flying throughout my body

To the rhythm of beats

Vibration is my sounds

I can, I can, I can and

I sure can sing a song

Just like you could sing a song

I can, oh I can run just like you

I can, I can oh,.. I can

I can walk just like you

I can dance just like you

I can talk, read and write just like

Oh, I can move arms and fingers

Just like, just like, just like YOU

Don't tell me what I can do

Don't tell me what I can't do

'Cause I'm just like you

Only I don’t hear the sounds

Silence all around,

I see the sounds, noises all around

Vibration is my sounds

Oh, don't talk to me like that,

It doesn't matter what you do

Or how hard you TRY,

I still don’t hear you

What does that tell you

I'm Deaf and PROUD

Deaf and proud, Deaf and proud

Let me say again out loud

I'm Deaf and proud

Deaf and proud, Deaf and proud

I can, oh I can run just like you

I can, I can oh,.. I can

I can walk just like you

I can dance just like you

I can talk, read and write just like

Oh, I can move arms and fingers

Just like, just like, just like YOU

It's joke when you asked me

Can you drive?

Yes, sir

Yes, Ma'am to

Yes people,

Shocking as it may be

But I sure can driiivvveee

Don’t look down upon or pity me

Don’t you even try the oppressing

Doesn’t matter how small

Or how large I am

Or what color & races I am

I’m just like you

Only difference thing

Between you and I is

The sound,

How we hear the sound

Don't tell me what I can do

Don't tell me what I can't do

'Cause I'm just like you

Don’t tell me you don’t see

Deaf emerging out into world

Facing the challenge everyday

Just like you

There’s Deaf rapper

There’s Deaf racer

Deaf model, actor/actress

Doctors, Computer Technician

You name it, we got them all

Oh, don't talk to me like that,

It doesn't matter what you do,

Or how hard you TRY,

I still don’t hear you

What does that tell you

That I’m deaf, yeah

I’m deaf, deaf

Oh yeah

That I’m deaf and

I can, I can, and I can

I can, oh I can run just like you

I can, I can oh,.. I can

I can walk just like you

I can dance just like you

I can talk, read and write just like

Oh, I can move arms and fingers

Just like, just like, just like YOU

Only I don’t hear the sounds

Silence all around,

I see the sounds, noises all around

Vibration is my sounds

I'm Deaf and PROUD

Deaf and proud, Deaf and proud

Let me say again out loud

I'm Deaf and PROUD

Deaf and proud, Deaf and proud