it is too bad that everyone has lost their minds, consumed by a structure designed intentionally or not to degrade their inherent worth, limit potential, crush spirit, and tempt with false promises. again you amnesiacs.

flashy ego breeders with manic faith in nothing at all but large images and big statements and absolute fear in their inability to recognize their own lack have power. god is now an image. love is now a series of numbers. we have achieved our goal, so good and so strong and so smart. ignorance is not freedom. ignorance is not bliss. content will set you free. the real opioid, for the real masses. feel the buzz, the slow drip.

no wisdom is leading us, we are lied to by people who can’t speak, scrolling like shopping bags over our heads, chaotically and contently suffocating our imagination, limited by thick blood flow in the veins of our structure. our money is cholesterol, it must be thinned. we must exercise, we must heal.

one day my cells will prevail. aim them correctly, past the fog of this, to a new place, the oldest place.