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geopolitical nothingness
compulsory vaccinations
premeditated
intentional
quarantine
illicitly created pandemic

it's missed phone calls during meditation
we were the rusty sunburnt cans on bedrock bottoms
smoking guilty rivers of indecisive baggage claim
you: star
i: moon
flow through me god
and tell me how you fly
and how you love that bible thumping in my act

completely insincere

they take the night wit fake light fixtures
now we gotta bear arms like mike ditka
thinkin charm is where i might get ya
naw they call me preacher man
check ya scripture

(think about) total revolution

all of this
IS too much to think about
never sure
of much to think about
think about
think about
we think about
think about
think about we think
no thing
no one
all one
my hand, is this a plague or a thumb
human existence
IS way too much to think about
think about
think about
we think about
think about think about
we think about

BROKEN BEATEN BACKS
BEAT BACK
WHEN FASCIST CAPITAL FIENDS PRACTICE ESTABLISHED METHODS OF ACTION
BEST BET
DROP THE INTERWEB'S
INCESTUOUS FAUX HEAVEN
RUN BY WHITE MALE PESTILENT MINDSLAVE PEASENTS
BUT FUCK THAT
BLAZE MY OWN PATH
REVEREND DOCTOR
OF MY AUTONOMOUS SEVEN CHAKRAS
TOTAL REVOLUTION STARTS WITHIN
THAT'S THE SHOCKER
SMASH SYSTEMATIC SUBCONSCIOUS DECISIONS OF HIPSTER POSTMODERN CLOWNS AND MOCKERS
RECLAIMIN NOT JUST
CITY STREETS
OVER NOT SO
SHITTY BEATS
DROP IMAGE AND DRAMA
LIFE IS LESS EMPTY AND INCOMPLETE
less empty and incomplete

we up protests (IT'S A TOTAL REVOLT)
we up resistance (IT'S A TOTAL REVOLT)
we up action (SMASH SYSTEMATIC HOPE)
all factions (IT'S A TOTAL REVOLT)

think about
think about, we think about
think about think about
we think about

surgeon generalities

postpostmodern commodified culture
the dialogue before wes montgomery plays jazz rings true in that there is no lies
a bass player of life...
summer situations
in isolation
the
thee
theee
TRUTH

no way, no shape, no form

no way
no shape
no form

not judgement
this is not meant to isolate anyone as i am isolated
for that is reflection
and i am not just another dichotomous consumer
the bugs really are crawling all around the postmodernity of death
i know people
people who speak
people who only speak
of death
and suffering
none dead
and a plague only self-created
so i say,
suffer.
the human drama rages on
as i write it off
never have paid taxes, though
it's not a contest
it's a community
and i just a comrade
with a consciousness
evolving

no way
no shape
no form

whisper(kaoss)

begging for ankle bracelets
bless us all then
a slow, drunk mumble
constant, countless correction
that's education, right there!
f
ff
FUCK
i think i can make it through this world
single specificly prepackaged schizocommodified killers pillage their exact source of godliness for a cope
synthesize pills
for that back of the mind rupture
static background scenes of smoke
and a quiet scream:
chaos
chaos
chaos

hell ain't no place you wants to go

the story of a man from new orleans who the goodlord allowed to spend 20 minutes in hell told on television
and that's real
FUCK THIS REALITY
the only way to keep it
is to give it away

that's all

note taking
probation laughs
and preoccupied particles
the hard toiletpaper of a southcity basement bathroom
been down THOSE stairs
reradicalize
just takin notes, that's all