Thursday, March 14, 2013
Yearning for a Real Entity
Illusion is framed by the detail one could sell. I take a day and put my fingers to the keys. I listen to the voices around me, and hold my own point of view, often times silent. I am not a reporter and never will be. I must just answer the volley about subjects that pertain to me. I never knew the controversies. I just lived with an eye for normality with material reality of society. Now I know that I was the big joke, but who is laughing now (literally). The pain is being the being of source and code without opportunity to not be here actually. You are all not my cup of tea. Evil to the core, you are ALL a bore. No lovesongs will ring true anymore. I work to make personalities POP, but I know that they are merely mocking me behind my loving notes and eyes. Journeying alone, I can at least say, FUCK ALL OF YOU today. How is that for change, Francis? Bus violence amps up, and police were called last night and a new bus called in. I just view while you all still screw your own rights away. Your stupidity to use chemicals, have relationships, do rituals, and have affairs is unprecedented and is seemingly undocumented. Re Retarded is all of you. Go ahead and think that you are good, but team latino will step up now and get really puritanical. I have it with the tapes of past faggot abused ones in the Catholic tradition. These boys wanted it, or they wouldn't have stayed there for years and years with no memory suppression, thus no trauma. I have true trauma, thus I want them to shut the fuck up and go to therapy if they need to. Settle out of court for JAIL TIME only. I am sick of the faggot review over and over on national news in all countries. It DOES trigger me and can cause major past nightmares and memories. How SELFISH and evil can these "victims" be. I now see them as abusers today. Oh well, this is hell. Maybe I will find a hell reporter who can really be MEAN sometime to make himself CLEAN.
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