Let’s talk about genetics.
I can’t help but wonder what the next iteration of hippies would look like.
Not like the last ones.
Nah..
Trolls, moles and assholes, because of the internet.
So if we had people that believed, if we had humans holding hands, saying “we object”
They’d have to be more snide.
More pissy.
More smart ass,,
Because of the internet..
Piss ass hippies.
Pissies.
(You sound like a hater)
Nah.. I like a hippie. Like what it stood for,,, hated how it became an identity..
Some clothes you wear…
And when I switch to “street talk”, there’s two reasons for it.
High school age,,,that’s what the white males around me were talking like.
Hand to God.
The slang and vernacular was so influenced,,in this backwoods area,,
Those young guys wanted to be cool SO bad…
SO they spoke like that..
They still do.
I’m not making it up.
Silly? Right?
I love the slang, in a pure way,, doesn’t mean I do it in real life.
Hippies had a way of speaking too.
Far out man….
So..
The next version of hippies..
What do they look like?
Weaklings lolol, like the last.
Self important.
Talking down to you.
Never letting you get a word in.
Because they’re right, god damnit, on the right side of history…
(I can’t…)
That’s it!
I fucking can’t with you people, the whole things is overwhelming, and that’s how they like it!
Over
Whelming..
And I don’t have kids.
I don’t have to worry about what’s next .
I’ll worry on your behalf..
“Boots on the Bible”
Sometimes war.
Killing strangers that may or may not want to kill you first..
I’d rather be in a padded room, locked into a padded jacket,,rocking back and forth and laughing.
(Seems fitting)
A snug fit.
Fits me like a glove.
War war war war..
War is raw spelled backwards.
Raw wound, raw part of being a monkey,,,
Gross.
Ya’ll gross.
I hope your shit blows up and as you’re dying, you realize there’s no afterlife.
Then you laugh.
You spend your last moments in the laughter of an insane person. Laugh for what was wasted. Laugh for orbiting around the sun, laugh for your choices..
Fart.
Faaaaarrrrrtttttt.
Insert the noise.
At a crazy volume.
Fart….
dawn 