I'm a victim of myself and a missile with no final trajectory, sent into space with alotta sloppy data.

I mean, God I'm an ape in space.

A God awful gravity defiant great.

Something. Some kinda primate. A lesser form anything God ever made.

Listen to my pain.

Just kidding. You ain't gotta.

This is a fine day. Drink a shot.

This a fine way to stave time. Unwind, wait to die in steady decline, but still in the prime right?

Ha! Yeah right.

You lost a few. Or about to.

Apostle spew.

Listen up close. Time is an enemy never forget it. Live with it and cherish it.

Keep your enemies closer. Fuckin marry it. Don't underestimate the wear.

It'll you take you down quick.

It's coming monkey. Junky. Ya you funky but you got chemicals clouding your thought sex and pride and people pleasing.

Sigh.

Listen society is my enemy and yours and our friends too. They are not the meter stick.

They are sentenced fools.

It's a fucking hysteria epidemic.

A disease of the mind.

These are the times for reason and finding peace.

Quit blaming everyone.

Accept the divine creed.

Life is pain.

Life is a scary place.

Proceed warily. Peeps are phantoms and phantoms are fine treat Santa nice but remember they're not reaching you.

They are not your friends. Treat em friendly or friendlier.

But keep your mind free.

Remember the best of times are the worst.

Human reasoning is laughably on par with primates with half of our evolutionary progress.

It really is. We are toddlers. We are brought to this Earth, pursuers of truth and gnawed off to goblins. Dirt. Robots and lock jawed men. Fine but free your mind, men. A rockwall exists.

It is not all bliss. It's just.

Lockers and locked doors.

Nightly snorers. Dora the Explorer.

The answers aren't brought down.

There are no answers.

Reach skyward. And find at last some measure of peace in the rational far out and magical rationing that knocks all human contritions out of the ballpark.

Hence...these Marxist Nazi Capitulated to Fiction No Capitalist Legion Allegiance of weasels goofballs and pure evil dufuses induce total ruthless behavior. Marked farcical pieces of shit like Trump and Mike Pence.

The whole lot of them. You got away with a lot. I nodded solemnly.

But the last draw was the manic tangent y'all bitches are good as gone get off our rock.

We don't need you. Get locked in a cell in southern Sudan you fucking criminals Hitlers and timid men are thoughtless.

Be gone and be cursed forever and be spit on in places as far as Egypt and Scotland.

You united the world.

We all hate you.

Seethingly.

We pray at night please make his heart stop beating. You thieves are neither statesman nor basic American lowlives.

I know crackheads with more class than you.

Wear a mask. Don't ask. I don't agree with it all either but we are free people and we must unite when majority speak.

Now get off that porch. Go golf you little obnoxious hyena.

Quit screaming you toxic naive little man little squirt little fucking New Yorker.

You fuckin helped ruin Manhattan. So applaud that too. You're a combat orangutan in a wombat zoo. Put your boots on go on and go on get lost.

Go to Iran. Somewhere where they will welcome.

North Korea. Hell of place. They need help there too. Go on.

Moscow is great. Putin is a very confident murdering KGB thug but he needs little mutts to snuggle up to and treat like a rug.

See you in Hell.

You deserve worst. But hey we all do.

You shined a light on weaknesses in America that large and looming.

Accidentally. But still thanks for that.

These idiots pass gibberish around and accept it as fact.

One cause they're dumb.

Two cause they're lost and confused and self confidence down the tubes.

Three they need easy answers. Little assholes. I'm talking friends and family.

Retarded assholes.

Fuckin insane no brainer with no awareness you people long in a cell not the dealers you fuck up society worst than the fuckin anxiety caused by the alarming spike no tone singers and barf rappers that have risen up.

And Star Wars. That shit got raped. Love you George Lucas - but fuck you too. You turned a masterpiece into a laughingstock.

Lazy film making. Writing third grade level.

I'd be angry. Raising up on Disney. Relentlessly. Don't retire.

Lazy fucking Americans. I mean take it easy but work is life. Keeps you alive.

Sitting at home thinking crude thoughts bout doodling nude broads getting penetrated by fifty dudes is not cool.


Alright. Sorry, George. Episode V was a masterpiece like Mona Lisa only with floating cars and moments that can only defy reason. Well...they right reason and do it in style.

Bye.

What drugs am I on?

A bunch downers and uppers and bumpers one hitters and stuffers. Snorting. Smoking. Popping. Huffing. Buffing. Gasing. Grasping for breath.

Dastardly shit.

Rated F.

Say no kids.

Or say yes.

Make your own minds up. Respect parents but defy their authority.

They abnormal anomalies. They are not you. If what you do makes them curse you curse them back with fervor and vervor and yes some love.

No pushing. No shoving. This is just us.

UNCLE RICK! RUN!
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