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Looking forward to this post is like looking forward to a journey across the ocean. I will be on a ferry, by myself. i will let the wind take me to wherever. here comes the storm...i'm still content. mellon collie has washed away from shore many, many miles away from here, in fact, the place where i have started. during my trip, i hear the voices of the past that no longer matter to me. i see people tonight on my facebook that once were dead to my mind. I ressurect them all. i will say hi, how are you doing? question is after that 4 minutes of conversation: will i let them die once again?
here i am, no appetite for food, wearing my aviators, been up for 24 hours. my eyes don't sting in pain. i don't have the will to sleep. i'm free but delicate. it cannot get any better than this. fuck you, world.
i try to focus on now. i want to analyze the wonders of the world. i want to grasp the relations in which PEOPLE INTERACT = GOVERNMENTS THAT INSTITUTE HUMANS = DEBATES = FILLIBUSTER= AGREEMENT/ARGUMENT = NATION CONFLICT = WORLD CONFLICT = WHY SHOULD I EVEN GIVE A SHIT?!
Democracize us. Too much chaos, corruption amongst citizens. dammit.
We depend on you, master, show us how to live.
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To avoid death, obey your master.
I am me and i'm not you, master....THIS MEANS DEATH FOR ME.
We fucking fools.
On this ocean, below us is a different world. A much different system of living, but the same. Fish are innocent. Nothing governs the fish. Get to do whatever they damn well please. ....they swim... then BOOM! predator scores. predator succeeds. fucking sharks. fucking criminals. Predators down below like child molesters on ground. Why do they remain free? Nothing will stop the predator that are feared..that are ruthless...that are despicable.
There's no social class with animals. They are not classified. They all somehow live in a community very well. Shitload of deer. That is why it is up to us humans to kill them. Animals do, however, live with emotion. live to survive. Raise young. No schooling to become high and mighty. Wouldn't life be grand that way? no greed, no luxury to be satisfied.
I still see no human life on this ferry.....
Visions blurry...
Rescue...
no one rescues.
It's up to me.
Totally fucking up to me.

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