(0216) terminal phase

the world once was empty and underpopulated, but god felt selfish so to redeem himself, he operated on ignorant minds that don't mind believing lies. and there's no time left so it's up to us to recognize the real truth in the sky. it's time to realize that government's been fucked; no one dare ask a real question. and if you really know the movement, you need to be headed in the right direction. karl rove, bill o'reilly, fuckin' rush limbaugh - they're all a bunch of hypocrite thugs who don't know shit. pat robertson's probably been sucking on sean hannity's dick while elisabeth hasselbeck is lickin' ann coulter's clit. it's all about the money. are you really that fucking blind? i could tie my shoes faster than the rate at which these fuckers think. it's all about influence and deceiving people for personal gain. try to present some facts and they'll take you down in no time plain. everyone with a different opinion is just another far-leftist, but any real person with a brain knows they're nothing but far-right propagandists. this is our moment. it's time to take back our fuckin' freedom. no more lies and lying people trying to monopolize what you should believe in. we've got no need for your racism of xenophobic proportions, no need for distortion, no need for people clinging to a voice in their head and demonizing gays and abortion. it's time we come together. operate on ourselves and do our best to our convictions. it's way past time to break our unhealthy addictions. so consider yourself warned. this movement is only getting started. we're rising up; ready to take this country back from the morally retarded.

(0215) a day of dissection

meters reading out their readings. constant off-and-on parrot repeating. time to write you another note.

this injunction has receded. nothing feels as if it's needed. counterculture decadence.

so it comes out as confession. picture perfect, no connection. the coil is getting tight.

infection is consequence, and so it becomes pathetic when there's nothing else but inexistence. our graves won't make a difference. we'll be high on dissonance.

something is missing. incoherent sputters. overwhelming mass effect.

no cause could make this right. try as you might in vain. this shell is all that's left.

impartial to the night. you don't take flight in the end. this text - it can never die.

feeding off all the others. mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers. karma will meet you for the next one. try to think of it as god's protection.

(0214) a choice not to live in fear but in neutrality

this is the letter that was written to me. a piece of paper left to wither in dust. the culmination of many sleepless nights. another door just opened and shut. the carpet drags; a cold response. the ocean laughs and blind souls don't remember what they can't forget. the shift was sudden, but it wasn't too sharp. the promises i made you, they never mattered much. a stonewalled jury caught inside their own game. television signals lead to static. and religion leads to delusions of grandeur. fifty bucks says i never survive the crash. waist deep in my own shit because god took a holiday. sorry. he said to enjoy yourself, but i told him to fuck off. what the hell. just my imagination, right? right.

save me your pity. i'm a million times better off than you think.