It’s been something, watching my owners show off the things they bought with my work.
With all of our work
Watching them get this air, kiss the ring kiss the ring kiss the ring kiss the ring.
Bow down, with your low form.
I watch them use fear to try to motivate.
Do your job do your job do your job.
There’s a part of you that gets so satisfied when someone rebels. Kind of makes you want to root for the angel Lucifer.
If that’s how your boss treats you
If that is how tight your master keeps the collar
Hear me?
Are you picking up a fundamental problem in the mechanics of it all?
Tell me you trust them.
Wave your flag and get teary eyed..
They got the numbers..those ants.
And you are ….
You are…
You are….
Ungrateful.
Abusive.
Derogatory.
I get what I get, for the way that I behave .
But you?
You just get more and more.
The game is in your favor.
And I love it when the ants bite you.
When the worker bee plants his stinger in…
Love that shit.
Feels like..
Revolution.
I do love to daydream
dawn 