jack_miller

Save me from the mechanical,
that well oiled machine of the world,
of society.
The propaganda that we have been breast fed since birth,
now forms the foundations of our subconscious.
Who is our savior from this life of the machine?
It is our desire our irrational passion,
unhindered and unconstrained by societies restrictions.
Fuck the propaganda.
Fuck rationality.
Let us be writers and painters.
Let us be singers and thinkers.
Let us not conform.
Let us find ourselves sitting in the middle of a once busy intersection at a desolate hour, contemplating,
emptiness.
We are in danger of being consumed by materialism and superficiality.
We fraternize with the enemies of free thought,
the commercialism of our souls,
eat, sleep, and shit whatever they tell us.
Let your desire free you.

Commercialism
We are the tricks,
they are the pimps,
and their religion is the whore.
We stand ready to buy their faith,
but only at the expense of our own.