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If I visit Kurt Cobain’s grave, I’d want to leave something.

Just to say “hey man, I heard you”

You weren’t my favorite, but I don’t have time to Wait for Billy Corgan to die.

(And you avoid Chicago)

So I’d say

“I liked that you were inclusive, but not in a bitch ass way”

You were tortured, but you seemed to be cool with people.

Gay people, young people,, you seemed to be an accepting individual.

And it was too early in the 90’s, too early for that virtue signaling bullshit,, so i believed you…

I’d leave a bottle of Mitragyna Speciosa extract..

“Hey man,, if you found this,, if this were available to you… you’d have a more manageable demon swinging from your dick”

Heroin is too strong.

Becomes a,,,,a perverted medicine.

It becomes what you need to face the world….I believe it was too much for you.

You had suicide in your head, and I assume you walked around with it for a very long time… but the drugs take you over the edge.

Makes the worst ideas seem like good ideas.

And that’s tragic.

You seemed like a creative little wizard.

Screaming with your hoarse voice, tearing your vocal cords to shreds,,playing guitar how you wanted to play guitar,, carrying your buddy on bass, and a quite good drummer…

Ahhh.

Success might have killed you.

Drugs, and success, and being an artist.

It’s a hard knock life motherfucker..

But I leave this bottle of MIT45 as a message…

(Doesn’t have to be this way)

That’s a lot of pressure,, to have people listening to you, to have young people wanting to be you…

Maybe you just wanted to tell em that it’s a bitch, a botch, and the machine will take what you make and suck blood from you, from even your corpse…

That’s too bad.

The group and the motivations..

That’s too fuckin bad.

But I heard ya.

I listened.

You reframed what “cool” was by not caring, and you implemented a flow state.

(And you stole from others..)

A bit. You took a bit.

But that’s alright, I forgive ya.

And I like the things that made you good.

And I liked how you didn’t care.

And I liked how it wasn’t fashion for you.

And you made that seem cool…

Sorry you were tortured, by yourself and your childhood, and your environment.

And the world is really mean.

(If they notice you…)

It’s a powerful thing, and you gave your finger to it.

And I wanted to be like you…

(But a better guitar player..)

Ha!!

It’s subjective.

The bleed ,,, the bleed is what I envied from that guy, not the perfection, not the success or lack of caring,,,

I admired the bleed… what came out of him and the process of that act..

(Brains came out of him,,all over the floor and walls…)

I’m not saying he’s a hero!!

Jesus man.

I’m just saying…

I like how he did it…

(With a shotgun?)

Ugh… fuck off man, I’m tryina type…

(You think MIT would have saved him?)

I think it could have.

If someone was in that deep.

I think any alternative to Heroin is a good thing… dirty business…fighting off demons

(Demons?)

Sure.. demons,,

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