Tuesday, March 26, 2013

I'm Done

I can't win. I never could. Now I'm buried in a sea of foam, strange sensations to torment me.

To Bjork, Madonna and Marilyn Manson, I never want to see your faces again, so I'm leaving the internet. It only makes me mad. I can't feel. Then I lash out.

I can't ever get to the ones I want to... I want to slap you all hard across the face and watch you fall to the ground.

Think.

Go on with your world piece (peace). I'm sure you'll, as thick and stupid as you all are, will eventually figure it out. You'll never accomplish anything. You'll only fool yourselves. And you all saw the Russian tycoon fall. None of you are immune, even if you have "immunity." When this becomes public in a few years, you and the ones you hold dear will lose everything. How dumb are you? Did you, any of you, really think you were strong enough?

I enjoy watching them fall, so go ahead.

If You Can't Do It to All, then None Will Do

They'll feel the life of sea
In the shells on the shore
Heavenly clouds will drift
Above, never to touch more
Than the human's dream-myth
And collection vanity adores
When all the arrows miss
Their echo screaming, "Chore."

And no, I don't live in this world. I never will, and I will never do anything for you, remember?

I will always pay for your stupidity because I'm at the bottom of the food chain. Everything eats me, uses me, and I can't do anything. I hope Bjork enjoys watching a fellow untouchable go down like that. No doubt her inadequacy will carry to future children and spread the seed of uselessness, and they'll pay for what she's done. Hopefully, she'll get to see it. We shouldn't have even let her breed, after all, spreading her shit around the planet. I've vowed not to have children. I don't think any undesirable should. Her work is meaningless, original garbage, been said before, nothing new or interesting really. People only care because they want to use her to get an opportunity.

She sings emotions while taking other peoples' emotions and joys from them. Go figure. What a piece of crap.

Some people want to be miserable or other things. I like being depressed. You are nobody to me or them, Bjork. They don't want you near them, and I feel the same way. I don't want to know you, see you or experience you.

At least Putin acknowledged me. None of the others could even handle that. They have no face.