dawn

And it’s a weight attached to a bar.

The citizen lifts the weight,the machine spits out a little bit of money.

And that’s his livelihood.

That’s how he eats and provides shelter for himself.

A meaningless task, lifting a weight over and over again.

That science experiment,that rat in that cage, would feel the same motivation as any other job.

Nearly any other job.

All you’re doing, is making someone else money, and paying to keep making them money.

So it’s meaningless,and I ain’t alone on this one.

We can’t all be entertaining individuals, It’s mathematically impossible.

What would a person lifting a weight over and over again feel?

I bet….

I would bet they felt the same degree of satisfaction as one of these working class fucks.

These ants.

It doesn’t.. doesn’t “mean” anything. You’re serving no one. You are only contributing to the monkey above you.

That’s the way it’s setup.

People kill themselves over this,, like,,,all the time.

Existence without purpose.

Yay!

How fun.

Ass kissers and brown noses , teacher’s pets and social chameleons.

Fake as fuck.

Y’all crackers fake as fuck and I am too.

Because I gotta..

Just like you..

It’s so nasty, 🤢🤢 , gets caught in your throat.

Bitter bile splinters while,chokes you and croaks you, crucified, calcified..

Little, a little exoskeleton of a thing.

When a bug sheds it’s skin, and that skin lies out in the sun.

It hardens .

Gets harder than this dick.

Little skeleton, little carcass of what a cicada was.

A literal past life.

Shedding skin, starting again, nuts on chins.

John digs a pony, I dig an insect..

And I don’t know why 🤔🤔🤔🤔

I think the most important part,,,

“I don’t bother them”

I don’t seek out to fuck with somebody

(most of the time)

They come to me.

And logic would dictate,

“I attract it”

I must ..

Must be addicted to misery.

It’s possible You mother f*****..

Run the light, with a trailer, not even paying attention.

If I wasn’t watching you…

If I didn’t know how incompetent of a creature you are…

You would have crushed me and my little shitty car .

That would have been my death.

If I didn’t get some little feeling, some little tingle, some little voice saying

(This guy sucks)

I felt it, I predicted you and I was right.

God damnit…

I hate being right.

I should have let him T Bone  me..

I’m going to retreat into my sanctuary for a little while.

I’m sorry I get so angry..

The problem is me, not you 😞

Don’t look at the camera 🤳

Shake your ass…but watch yourself 😔