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dear friend,
this will probably turn out short, but i am feeling very revolutionary right now. i mean, i fed the meek today, their filthy filthy masked food...im an artist
i turn your shit into a statue, no a monument, to your ass.
to your gullet, your infectious teeth
your stained lips
your scarred tongue
mm mm mm mmm
i feel empowered
by my stupid little self-victory,
they think im smiling to be polite
he he he
little do they know...i know!
and its so funny
im a theif
yes there, i said it!
i do not pay for things i need, and nor should you
im not talking stupid fucking things...like clothes or cable, i mean food! entertainment!
those are the things should be free, i dont want samples. i want the whole thing
and i will take it from you mr. i-hate-my-job
and do it with a smile!
of coarse i steal food, why wouldnt i!?
why dont you?
you should be doing it, if you havent, your still sleeping waiting for the sun.
its just, i woke up today, and gosh darnit! i was the sun!
geeez
how stumblly the world gets when your fat on others pride
im a skinny star
i dont pay for movies either, but thats a different story...
thats just spite i guess
ill buy a book, but ill destroy it just as easily
i want to burn down monuments...
i want to destroy the collesium of rome
a testament to a tormenting time
our banks are our collesiums
we are the food, and that money is the thousand hungry lions
long after our age has passed, even more evil people will look back to our rediculous structures and think how simple and how good we had it....
"id have been a king in those days! A true rebel!" would say the youth
"they had God then, a true people!" would spurt the elderly
or maybe im just wrong
and if i am, then i will laugh
because i was so foolish to write any of this
and laugh at how right i always am
yours truely,
Ben
PS!!!
"You have entered a time in the past" said the blog to the long post!
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