Somehow it's always the
people that
are most alone who
know the most about
people
here's one undeniable fact:
all of them, everybody, everyone
loves and seeks constantly
to get high
the loners
will drink and pretend
to meditate and
the social ones
will party and fuck and the dull minded
will explain how smart they are
and the truly intelligent will turn
sadistic
and the ugly ones will be
more outgoing and the pretty ones will
get knocked up more
the rich will buy the children of the
poor as sex slaves and the
poor will fill plastic bags
and balloons with feces and would
leave them in the sun and will inhale
the vapors
The middle class will seek more
friends, acquaintances, relationships,
dealers, promotions, real estate,
festivals, explosions. They will always
love explosions of any kind, the bigger and
louder the better
and the young boys will think
of old girls and bully other
young boys to assert dominance and
both those things will get them hard
and high on hormones
politicians will aim to imitate the rich
and poets will aim to imitate the poor
rich singers will sing of how
poor they are
and poor singers will sing of how
they came from rags to riches
and those with a small penis will buy a huge car
and short people will be more aggressive
and the losers will shout "It's not
a contest, you guys..."
and the women of high pride will
adopt one more cat. Forty-two should
be enough, right?
The most outrageous ideologists will
buy megaphones, collect them
weak men will brag about owning
weapons and the right
to use them
the youth will talk to each other
before seeing each other
and the girls will want to know
how tall the boy is and the boy will ask
how much the girl weights and then
he'll be hated so much, so passionately
And the smart girls will use dating
to get free drinks and meals
And the people who play games will
turn to suicide when the artists who
design characters won't do
something exclusively for them, "I want
this character to act like she loves me back!"
the women who love to travel will be
accused of loving to travel because
they secretly wish they got raped
the most valuable of people will become
those who get famous precisely
for having no talent
and everyone will want to
invest in them
so the masses will see them
and feel a bit better about
themselves
No one wants to support the
superior but all laugh
when the inferior acts royal
and "how do you masturbate?"
the journalists will ask the
interviewed hermit
Why are there no hermit women?
Are there no women hermits?
Look, those big companies are
fighting over the right to lie to the
population
fake
fake
Fake
Knowledge is not power anymore
The ability to escape the loop is
and they who are not even caught
in the loop in the first place are
gods
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That was an excellent poem! Do mini-vans count as huge cars?
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Thanks (^_^)
Not sure about the mini-vans though… But anyway, usually people who own mini-vans have wives and families as well. So… to conclude, I guess they don’t quite count as huge cars :))
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🙂
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Beautifully dark 🖤
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