Everything you read here is organized as such.
Unbracketed text is the Modern Human; anything in brackets are the voices of things around him he can no longer interact with; quiet possibly because those things banned Modern Man from visiting them for a reason.
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Wake up and start my day right, drink some coffee, open the paper to the sports page; who won the game last night, did my team do alright; I'm gonna be mad if we didn't take out the opposition!
(You're a fucking idiot, you don't dream at night, keep chugging those stimulants, cause you have no idea how to use them right, it's not your team, it's just a game, it doesn't even matter in the long run of thangs. To start your day right, you forgot the light that comes with night; you know not how to boot up your brain or hop on the thought train... Speaking of which; you totally forgot the train even exists...)
Gotta go to work and get my life right; gonna go to work and earn me the right to spend some money and live a good time; gonna hire me some hookers and drink me some wine!
(Man, what's wrong with you? Slaves do this work, people you captured who are weaker, which you subjugate to these conditions... No REAL Human would volunteer to have their freedom of schedule stripped away and the right to be told what to do and when to do it enforced! You spineless cowards, why can't you earn your own? You need a rich fat cat barking down your throat to make you feel at home? Weak and pathetic is all that you are, you don't need money to have fun nor a fast car; in fact your vehicle is choking those kids, while you yell at the man smoking the cigarette. Get a clue, you're everything wrong with the world.)
Sitting down after work, wanna play video games but this stupid cat keeps crawling onto my lap and bugging me.
(You selfish little spoiled brat, what the fuck didju just say to that cat? He loves you and wants to be near, but you brush him off just to declare your love affair for the digital world you wander around in... How about you see that the CAT IS REAL, but the video games... They are not even close to being... You waste your time and waste your Life; could have been out collecting Prima Materia and REAL EXPERIENCE POINTS. The cat feels dejected now, so don't be surprised if when you arrive here, we just ignore you.)
God does nothing for little old me, no wonder I don't believe in he! Satisfy, satisfy, satisfy MEEEE ME ME ME ME ME ME MEMEMEMEMEMEMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
(Dude, you're dumb, you never even looked; there are people who have fearlessly died just to glimpse the face of their creator, to be brought back into the Arena of Life to wake you shit heads up; but no no no no no, your opinion we must respect, even though it means less then shit; you gotta realize, at least shit fertilizes the soil; an opinion just poisons the Truth. You think God needs you to exist? Hahahaha, pathetic modern man; you are but a reflection of a shadow of the True Divine Plan, at the edge of a dream, not even able to see the bigger things that around you, being!)
UGH, this crazy homeless man who crosses my path, every single day, asking me for change; you stupid junkie leave me alone, stop bothering me for the scraps in my pockets and the time on my mind! I have to get to work, where a responsible person goes, we do the things there that we be told!
(That man who is spaced out and staring off like a piece of ham has left his body to interface with things outside your little mind's capacity; his cosmic family is great and strong, he lives with the Rhythm of Life and answers to NO MAN.)
I wanna be Brad Pitt....
(Fuck you're pathetic... You are you; why would you ever let someone tell you who you are or give you instructions to define what you be? Oh wait, I know the answer, Modern Man is pathetic you see... You're lost in distractions, that keep you from me; your silly little toys blind your mind so you will never see; upon your death you will cease to be.)
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