We have the right to act, lash out. We can defend, lash back.
Idol minds without outlet just lash, with their finger on the
button. That button upon a press will embody that bodyís ultimate
power. It is their scream their gun their exploding eyes with
exploding lashes. Like shrapnel. Relief from fear. I just want
a better feeling than this. They all have better lives. Only I
am as depressed as the groundlings. And they tease. They stomp
our sand castles and knock over our milk. They read our diaries
and mock our crush. So I take arms and take aim. I can. If not
the King of England will come to my door and start pushing me
around. Just like Homer said. Our image of a modern day profit,
philosopher. Because there is no such thing as a non-profit philosopher
anymore. Competition is our heartbeat that beats hearts until
they bleed. Then those bleeding hearts cry out in vein. Help me
help you. Out stretched veins like fingers missing gaps. The world
is too big for one voice, too big for one eyeball, too big to
be global anymore. Everyone return to your homes and places of
business. Recognize your world as the same one as when you were
six years old.
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