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first, a raccoon wrapped within its own intestine. the asphalt is its grave; i swerve to miss it. we shared the same air, maybe even a common ancestor. someone moved too fast to care. its the ones with fast cars and slow minds pretty faces and ugly intent artificial kindness but genuine hate i'm not your friend just a similar sense of self it is fat priests playing golf lottery ticket paradises restaurants embellished mechanized slaughter fake laughter and even faker love shopping mall environmentalists lexus-driving christians paychecks, TV, lawn mowing sundays drink yourself to death please. the least among us in control deprived of the mind the stench of their egos and their hypocrisy the gasoline, the cash, and the forced smiles as i write people die children die i'm like many the fool who knows but does nothing the one who doesn't know that's the good person the moral person. second, a rant, a ****** off rage the days are stale, self-actualize, the Earth remains the same dry and motionless middle-class frustration, planetary confusion, the ***** of the Earth, capsized like dying branches in a wal-mart state of mind, stupid slobs, rodent minded social egoists over-organized, clean freak object fetishists the evolutionary dollar sign they bay at the moon, it's made of cheesecake phase transitioning, you blood clot, Earthly blood clot, you don't know art now there's ancient blood on my hands smokeless, plantless, Earthless blood detached from Gaian consciousness stain on the mind confused, clogged pathways, clogged with self-righteous mind flood piles of ***** tissue, waning and waxing force feed me your ******** please because i have no idea how to answer in this cultural blood bath it is the end of time the end of mind. :aaphi
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Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 7:01 PM UTC
words from an optimist
first, a raccoon wrapped within its own intestine. the asphalt is its grave; i swerve to miss it. we shared the same air, maybe even a common ancestor. someone moved too fast to care. its the ones with fast cars and slow minds pretty faces and ugly intent artificial kindness but genuine hate i'm not your friend just a similar sense of self it is fat priests playing golf lottery ticket paradises restaurants embellished mechanized slaughter fake laughter and even faker love shopping mall environmentalists lexus-driving christians paychecks, TV, lawn mowing sundays drink yourself to death please. the least among us in control deprived of the mind the stench of their egos and their hypocrisy the gasoline, the cash, and the forced smiles as i write people die children die i'm like many the fool who knows but does nothing the one who doesn't know that's the good person the moral person. second, a rant, a ****** off rage the days are stale, self-actualize, the Earth remains the same dry and motionless middle-class frustration, planetary confusion, the ***** of the Earth, capsized like dying branches in a wal-mart state of mind, stupid slobs, rodent minded social egoists over-organized, clean freak object fetishists the evolutionary dollar sign they bay at the moon, it's made of cheesecake phase transitioning, you blood clot, Earthly blood clot, you don't know art now there's ancient blood on my hands smokeless, plantless, Earthless blood detached from Gaian consciousness stain on the mind confused, clogged pathways, clogged with self-righteous mind flood piles of ***** tissue, waning and waxing force feed me your ******** please because i have no idea how to answer in this cultural blood bath it is the end of time the end of mind. :aaphi
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Sep 16, 2013
Sep 16, 2013 at 7:01 PM UTC
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