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Terminal culture
Refuses to die
metastasizes and
Multiplies
Immune to violence
Numb to death
pointedly cruel
selfishness
A sprawling wasteland
Hostile to life
Endless joyless conquest
It’s where all hope goes to die
And look at these fuckin losers
Their neo-brown shirt brigade
Sacrificial virgins to
The God of guns and chick-fil-a
A bunch of crybaby bullies
Terrified with change
Impose a uniformity
That never fit, in retrospect,
yeah that’s alright with me
Because of course it’s fuckin bullshit
A self-fulfilling prophecy
It’s conscripted participation in white supremacy
(To a younger me, I say)
I can’t promise you justice
(To a younger me, I say)
I can’t promise you peace
All I can promise is a clean conscious
A couple of forever friends
And a good nights rest knowing
that you were right the whole time.
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I’ve had a shitty day and I fucking hate the eagles
Switch the station to static, sigh and shut it off
The panic attacks as I’m trapped in traffic
There’s a ten car pile up outside of the keystone mall
And yet they say
This is an inevitability
But it was built in the 80s
To satisfy industry,
base impulses of racists, and extractive economies
I’ve had a shitty day and I fucking hate The Eagles
Switch the station to static. STOP IT! Shut it the fuck off!
It’s just my father warned me
If I’m not a Tory
By the time I’m 40
Then i won’t have a brain
But now that I’ve climbed that hill
Looking ‘round I still
Can’t make any sense of it
It all feels so insane
to me
This lack of creativity
Inducing our own misery
Perpetuate our suffering
For what reason? Why?
To feel a false facade of freedom?
Fund bob rohman’s sex dungeon?
For a taste for entitlement and power?
To fuel the drive for entitlement and power?
I hate the fucking eagles
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Hell Yeah, Pimp
00:57
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Money’s a game and you are the winner
May God be with you and kill me
Hell yeah, pimp!
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“There are no borders or boundaries on our planet except those that we create in our minds or through human behaviors”
After 90 years of unanswered prayers
Finally got to meet the lord herself
And recite the script I’ve been rehearsing
It’s a funny story man,
This dude who liked some films I’m in
Became an asshole with a rocket ship
I strap in
54321
blast into space!
As the majesty of earth faded behind me
I Entered the heavens, the barren kingdom of the gods
A facade faded to nothingness
Walked into an endless expanse
Just a woman at a woman at a desk
I ask
“Is this all life is; to be a product
To work and toil away for
An unknown promise of eternal pleasure
And an end to suffering?
But if all that’s up here
Is emptiness, the desolation of space
I ask, what’s the purpose of the struggle, stress, and anxiety?
There’s got to be meaning!”
She laughed in my face.
I’ve heard prayers for 90 years, I’m well aware
But, it’s not my department. I’m not paid to care.
You see these worlds that I create?
I only build; I don’t maintain
The mess you’re in is the mess you’ve made
I’ll be clear:
Your problems are not my problems
And if that’s all sir, good day.
“I saw a cold, dark, black emptiness. It was unlike any blackness you can see or feel on Earth. It was deep, enveloping, all-encompassing. I turned back toward the light of home. I could see the curvature of Earth, the beige of the desert, the white of the clouds and the blue of the sky. It was life. Nurturing, sustaining, life. Mother Earth. Gaia. And I was leaving her….
Everything I had thought was wrong.”
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