Friday, January 29, 2010

Thank You Welcome Gift Bag Note

PROUDLY PART OF A DECADENT WORLD SOCIETY.

"It's so easy to always return to the worst of your positions before the world, perhaps because they have never had a really good. Tell me if your work really gives back more than you do removed to land. Perhaps as you read this you're having a drink in a bottle of pet, which not even bother to crush and throw in a special boat, much less bring it to a recycling center. I'm sick of this show, not There is nothing I can do, then we will not understand. given us consciousness was the worst idea was the nature. The word hero only exists in books and movies. The earth is the only one who in these days we can actually prove a lesson, so while enjoying the last days of manipulation behind screens, keep forgetting about themselves ...


Open the refrigerator, plastic everywhere, I take that to which overlook the lettuce, cheese, croutons, mustard dressing bottled close. I pick an apple from the basket of fruit, I see all this wondering how these names have been deformed since it showed up: How will a real lettuce? may live less, greener, fresher, cleaner, without humans. Or croutons are true, perhaps come it really is bread and not the formula that took the name given milk as his running mate. When you open that big box, so cold metallic feel as if we wanted to feel as close to real call, when we are so far away. I start to think that society is cooler and I am the lettuce, or rather that fake milk took the name provided. We can not call ourselves humans, as they really were, but animals. I look at my pet's eyes, wanting to be her and not that contaminant sitting on the floor. Are you sure these letters will do any good? I'm not finding the black, simply admitting the weakness to a monster called the company that feeds our fear, which sucks its various nipples: tv, radio, print, internet, government. Rather not know anything because I do not understand the reason for my perception. It's like getting upset at the movie theater, get out, not understand why everyone is still in seeing that shit on that stupid competition. Cry, sleep, hoping to get up in a better mood. "

- excerpts from the book" The Eternal Intent AG

0 comments:

Post a Comment