Meadow In A Can

The result of millions of billions of genetic combinations. Resulting in this particular being. Still asking the same question. Which is - What does all of this mean? My brain cells are trying to impose some sort of order on top of chaos. Attempting to make sense out of nonsense. Finding patterns that will ease the ego. Random chaos is not meaningless, just sporadic.

January 13, 2006

Dear Mother Culture

I was conceived and the universe was born.
I was born and my purpose revealed itself.
You put the blinders on.
Nailed them to my head.
One for the LEFT - FATHER
One for the RIGHT - MOTHER
They were unknowing pawns
in your twisted, sick, rotted game.
Hooked up into the beast.
Force-Fed by the system which was created by you.
That's where I first learned how to swallow.
Gulped down the rancid ejaculations of your fucking cock.
I was different.
I knew I was
That's a bad thing because you like the COOKIE CUTTER
ZOMBIED BEINGS
UN-THINKERS
SHEEP - if you will.
I learned to shut my mind.
I learned not to ask questions that required a hard and real answer and thought.
I learned to like getting fucked.

The tools somehow made their way into my hands.
I used the tools to my own soul ends.
They gave me knowledge
and If you know, If you have knowledge
THEN you can find the KEY.

The KEY.
It fell into my hands.
So I used the KEY.
The KEY that unlocks you from the beast -
washes you clean,
sets you free.
Because you can truly see the ugly reality
of what is and has been in front of you.

I awoke
I am alive
for the very first time in my life, my existance in this time/space continuum.
An infant adult who has realized the magnitude of the injustice perpetrated onto the species and biosphere I am interconnected with.
By those who have a control issue.
Now I see you -
the huge white elephant in the middle of EARTH.

My eyes have been opened.

I will not participate in the destruction of my species
any longer.

I quit your stupid infantile game.

I will kill you.

Your bloated rotting visceous mass is destroying life.

I shall Trojan Horse it - until it's gone.

I shall tell my children the truth about you.

You are not to be trusted.
Nothing that comes of, or by, or from, or through you
can be trusted.
It's all suspect.

I will tell others the truth -
so far as I am able to divine it.

You are not REAL!
You are a lie, a sham, a deception and I spit into your face.

I am awake now.
I am free.
Truly free for the first time in my existance.
Epiphany is a curious thing,
There were no choirs, bright lights, halos over my head,
but I FUCKING GET IT!!!

Bugger off.
Be gone.
Your sorry sagging cunt isn't wanted here anymore.
It's been fucking us over long enough.

Quote:If the truth can be told, so as to be understood - it will be believed. -Terrence McKenna



Quote:Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run there's still time to change the road you're on. - Led Zeppelin



Quote:But it's getting harder, to describe sailors, to the underfed. -The Doors



Quote:I'm going back to New York City, I do believe I've had enough. -Bob Dylan



Quote:And in the end, the LOVE you take, is equal to the LOVE you make. -The Beatles

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