When I say go…run away.
An entire generation committing glamorous suicide.
Is it any wonder? We murdered Reason, stilted our interactions.
We killed Meaning and Purpose in one fell swoop.
Love was broken down to her bare chemical reactions.
Smoke fills the children’s lungs as their parents cough up blood.
We gave up on the stars above and focused on the fading ones glittering in superficial beauty upon the red carpet sea.
The evolution of bastardised Carpe Diems rendered us susceptible…
Susceptible to tantalizing promises of false beauty for all to see.
Everything became cancerous, and most still drink from the well of deceit.
As the lies that fly around us resemble the flies circling a carcass.
Shells, skin and bone with no apparent purpose.
Mindless drones, with mental capacities so high, information so rampant
Is it any wonder? An entire generation raised by chemical mothers and absentee fathers..
No one taught the children value or ethics. They were told to take their pills and be still.
They grew up into Orwellian wet-dreams. Chemically controlled and powered by entertainment.
Is it any wonder God left? We burned his gifts upon an altar of modernity. Chalked up the priests to loons and madmen from the days of old. Harmless, pointless.
At least… we hope so…
Half done and half assed,
Half baked at half mast.
A generation of self loathing narcissists claiming to have a dream.
hallucinogen induced dreams, waking only for a child’s scream.
Ebb and flow, nightmares and woe.
Rhythm and beat, counting bodies like sheep.
Let the liquor flow and the smoke plume.
Long as I’ve got my freedom and my own room.
Hush now darling I’m here, go back to sleep.
Too much thought and reason will make you weep.
Lay back down, stifle your cries.
Burn your books, they’re filled with lies.
It’s too much of a burden of course.
Kids having too much fun for intimate discourse.
Filling themselves with pride and self-esteem
Government promising to take care of everything.
Just sign the bloodstained contract love.
Please ignore quakes and brimstone from above.
Slit fingertips, blood drips, sealed with a kiss.
Judas cries, Jesus dies, sealed with a kiss.
Betrayal of intellect, you’ve welfare to collect.
Make sure the kids are addled.
Don’t want to confuse you with the details, here’s a riddle.
Bullet riddled walls, such a coppery smear..
White collar, iron bracelets, ritalin addicts here.
Don’t get the ghettos too riled, they’ll react with fear.
Prison is in session children, have you prepared?
Welfare junkies on wall street demanding equal pay.
Brilliant minded kids put down for being better.
Don’t disrupt the status quo child, it’s the only way.
The moment you decided your career was the most important aspect of your life correlates with the moment you decided nothing else good could happen in your life.
I can stand by, watching life go by, while attempting to turn a hobby into income. Or I can find alternative means to financial stability, while keeping my passions and desires exactly where they belong, in my personal sphere.
I’d love to make a living doing what I love, but I’ll definitely take a living that allows me to do what I love.
I’ve got a slight bone to pick, and then throw to the wolves.
When a man and woman enter into a contractual agreement, oftentimes known as marriage, there is a mutual understanding that each person involved is sacrificing themselves to the other. As with any contract, you can breach the boundaries, and face the repercussions. In our wonderfully enlightened world there seems to be some confusion as to what exactly would constitute a breach in the marriage contract. Obviously, beating one another is a bad sign. Adultery is generally frowned upon by most court systems and religious institutions. However, somehow, there is actually a question of whether or not “Marital Rape” exists, and whether or not it’s wrong.
If person A wants to have relations with person B, and person B refuses, but person A decides not to give a shit and carries on anyway, forcing themselves upon the other. This is wrong.
Remove the marital contract, and you’d take person A into a dark alley and make sure that, the next time they saw the light of day, even their dentist couldn’t identify them.
I’m just blown away by the idea that by getting married to someone, you have relinquished the right to say “No, not now.” By causing harm to the other person you have breached your contract, nullifying your “marriage rights” and the “Marriage Debt,” as the religious call it, is void.
The only point to this post is for ventilation. I’ve been bottling issues of mine inside and avoiding the confrontations that they cause. I can’t anymore. I’ve heard too many dipshits run their mouths and walk away unscathed to sleep well at night.
A rape is a rape, regardless of situation, regardless of relationship status, regardless of whatever rights you feel you have due to whatever contract you signed or religious insanity you adhere to.
What set this off:
I’d cross the world for you
My reasons have no reason to remain.
I’d cross the world for you,
I don’t know what I’m doing wrong but I can’t stay the same.
In the middle, under a clear blue sky…
The sun can only burn for you and I.
In the moment before I lose my mind,
These hours don’t mean anything this time..
Give me a sign…
When you come to a fork in the road, you can almost taste it.