When I realized that is when things got weird.
Millions of podcasts that no one gives a fuck about.
Millions of live streams..
Millions of niche…
When I realized that , I thought I’d try.
With some pretty pure intentions..
Then I thought about how easy it is to piss off people in bulk, the WWF effect.. the heel.
Then I thought about heroes and the few I had respect for.
Then I thought about the oceans of posturing fucking bullies.
And then I watched them all react.
And it made me laugh.
Because all of this is bullshit.
It’s bullshit.
Bullshit.
What I didn’t expect, is the value I would find, in having a place All your own.
What real artists are supposed to be rooted in.
Supposed to be..
I saw thieves, I saw snivelling weasels and wannabes, I saw monkeys disrespecting the one goddamn thing that makes monkeys tolerable.
They’re meant to be burned.
The Sun cries out for them.
The storm thirsts to wash away the remaining Ash…
Justice.
We all deserve to get served.
All.
dawn 