Smashing Cranium

A stone in the forest still exists with grey matter from that day, the way they play.  Nothing on tv or in film will usurp the devils of industry, and the violent violation they performed on me there and then.  I write to keep these visions as past recollections, not feelings.  You all are about to be conscious for it all.  There is no stopping any of you.  You are practiced sex offenders with no sense of responsibility or conscience.  I will be spiritually and emotioanlly raped very publically, in court tomorrow.  People will laugh and sing in their minds and in their coteries.  Again and again they come as you all get more insane and ill every day.  I will continue to believe.  I maybe, am not meant for this realm.  I will do the act of creation every day and see what manifestation can be.  My spirit crushed by all every day, and having to convicne myself that some acts are helpful and friendly.  I know that it is not.  When all falls apart here, the world of foreign nations will be opened and the suffering and plain complexity will be infinite suffering for each identity.  Never not so bad, always a refined plan for just the grand you believe you are.  Guns and knives give way to weapons of the day.  Always brain matter being consumed and splattered all over the golf course.  I guess it is just that kind of day.