why would you treat animals any less? what makes you so superior. why wouldn’t you respect any life as such. do you barbeque burgers and that sort of thing. do you somehow feel justified slaughtering a cow? do you believe that crabs were created because they know they are delicious. of all the things you consume, which is your favorite, which deserve vengeance, is revenge a dish best served cold? if grass grows back, does that entitle you to cut it? is beauty more valuable than equanimity? if you can, should you? why is innocence lost with age? why is cherry ice cream so disgusting? do you need me? do we need the poor? is intolerance acceptable for stability? can we maintain our standard of living without preying? can we maintain our standard of living without praying? is your god superior? is your god tangible? fuck questions. let’s just address the facts.

humans are animals. to deny that would be unscientific. against the method. of hypothesis, followed by conclusion. judgment drawn by the best we can muster. and if all we are is the best, there is nothing to aspire to. unless you read. and to read, you need to write. but what is written comes from thoughts. and thinking is against the law.

your ego demands it.

and who are you to deny it. go buy something. consume so the economy continues to roll. continues to be a part of your destruction. kills the individual spirit. eats what is real. spits out pharmaceuticals. spits out what you love. because you have no control. because you have no will. because you can not wake up like the rest of “productive” society. because you challenge the social norms.

because you want it too.

so deep. next to the special. next to the cumulation that you have become. the fallacies that have become reality. because your apathy let it slip by. because you were too lazy. too scared of becoming the machine yourself. there is no escape. it is your destiny. perished at birth. entitled to shit. you make it, you eat it. through and through. with a smile.

i imagine this is negative. but it is only your perception that makes it so. this could be the most liberating material you possess. then, it is what you make it. this could be a wake up call. this could be ignored. this could be mount sianai. this could be where moses ate the stone. and forbid the god of the last era. proclaimed monotheism to be the bomb. proclaimed that you are wrong. and that dogma shall rule. burned and ate the cow. gold. coming out in your dookie. because you can not control yourself. and you must look to a higher being. because what are you? do your thoughts matter? should we start another series of questions. libel of the cabal. words uttered in despair. in the darkness of rebellion. in the heart of change. which has been cried wolf. which has been exploited by those who wish to deceive. those who hate. those who wish to prosper no matter what. and fuck you if you think differently. fuck you if you care more for humanity than yourself. the ego eats you up. like an eago waffle. frozen and kept in the freezer until it needs to be consumed. because you can not take car of yourself. you need someone to watch over you. and you foolishly choose the government to do so. you fuck. you are the same one who lambastes women as sluts. when you long to be. except on all hallows eve. you hypocrite. fuck you. be you. stop this self censorship. stop this self censorshit. fuck you. fuck me. we are animals. but we can get along. we need to know that we can govern ourselves. we need to know that we can.

turn off you television. it is watching you as much as you are watching it.

turn off the television.

the mainstream media makes up your opinion. forget your free choice if you watch that sinister box. forget that you exist. drown yourself in the drama. and die.

should be treated as human or not

“Al-Qaida, literally ‘the database,’ was originally the computer file of the thousands of mujahideen who were recruited and trained with help from the CIA to defeat the Russians,” admits former British Foreign Secretary Robin Cook, whose Foreign Office portfolio included control of British Intelligence Agency MI-6 and the Government Communications Headquarters (GCHQ), in a column published by the UK Guardian newspaper. [6]In other words, the so-called “Al-Qaida,” which was misnamed and misreported as “The Base” (not the “database”) was simply a database of CIA trained mujahideen that has been portrayed as a coherent global network of terrorists.

Al Qaida and CIA

i like wine more than i like whine. remember that if you ever encounter me in the jungle. or arid plains. or arid planes. figuratively.

keef isn’t a word. ins/t. c/t = now.

all these fragments probably add up to something. a cipher to decipher the mess hall. and there you were, beautiful. oblivious to the oblivion. shaved, not stirred. we tear the flesh from where we need it most. alive. every day is exactly the same.

and i do not have the dexterity to continue. trumped. out done. surpassed by a vocabulary more verbose. threatening a way of life. shuddering the status quo. eating a norm and vomiting liberation. all over your brand new dress. all over your manicured lawn. the stench permeates as you drown yourself with wine. forgetting that you were young. forgetting to give a shit worth a damn. scorn. that is all you have for me. oppression is your mantra. elitism your constrain.

yet.

if i were in your shoes, i would be no different. the wisest wizard still beckons on my horizon. that is why you will die and i will live. not forever. but just long enough. that’s what she said. divorced and raped. bloody on the bathroom floor. sixty dining. consuming it all. and wanting more. forever with a lust that will never be quenched. a greed satiated only by beyond. a carrot. and you are the donkey. get some. while i observe in silence. judging. contemplating. and balking when i should have made my move. the time has come today. repetitive as it may be. a bag of gas. thrice proclaimed. declared in the mirror. your reflection of clarity. truth lying.

we are all fools gold. mine included.

block out the sun. won’t you please. death from above. darkness impeding saturation of enlightenment. nineteenseventynine. far from eightyfive, the year of our savior. before twothousand came and went. without a bang. without a show. recessed into american history if it were not swept under the carpet. but it was. so we persist. we exist. fallacy is smiling over your shoulder. and you know it. who will admit it first?

what inspires you?

what constitutes you?

if you lost it all, would you be you?

jesus is he man. man. divinity in the hole in the front of your head. speaking too loud to be ignored. too believed to avoid the peer pressure. the pure pressure. if only it were. so simple. so complex.

you will die. you are dying. are you enjoying it? is your deathbed tidy? should it be?

if steven seagal were real, he would kick me in the face. smokescreens would not keep me safe. i would dance to the music. we would dance with the stars. you and i. holding hands in front of the firing squad. murdering for jesus. excommunicated from humanity. supreme. being. in love. alone.

we have decided it is too late and we are not coming out. obtuse excuse.