"Behind every system, behind every rule stands a corpse and laughs. You can't tell me who I should sleep with. I don't work for wages. My life is a revolution... My life is a beautiful life... What you call freedom, I call waste... I will continue to love my own voice. If everyone becomes me, everything will collapse."

Bruno K. Ă–ijer

Saturday, March 6, 2010

NEVER POINT YOUR FUCKING FINGER AT CRAZY PEOPLE!


Irrational. Peace to peace putted shapes. We are the victims of terminal devises, diseased. There will be no saviors, no churches, no artifact to put in to museum shelf's. No love affairs. No chess boards.


I can see the tiny swoop to the hole. There is a rabbit running in a watch fab. 5 more minutes, 10 more minutes, half of hour. Time. How many times "TIME" had ruined and rotted my brain. Million different variations and only one person who mite be able to deal with it.


Founding the peaces. Following. Counting. Paying the bills. Card, dices, chess pleases, stones, runes, cards, tarots, blades, anything else in store?


Tired. Fucking tired being wired to the same thing every moment of this existence. Nothing changes, nothing heals, blockages in the brain stream. Head phone tell me: - Torture.


Is IT THE CORRECT ANSWER, WHAT IS IT ALL TRYING TO ACHIEVE, WHO IS RESPONSIBLE?

Nobody ever told who is in charge. Show me WHO HE IS? "Search and destroy" - is this the real christian philosophy?


What is real and false. How are we unscrewing the .... bottles? Prescription. Immune system, she, he. IT? THEY! fucking egoistic cunt-run! This IS the earth with no remorse. No one is allowed to speak. Welcome kids, to the bred new Orwellian era. To the masters of the age. We are free and willing. Get us under your skin. Here, now and FOREVER. Hallelujah motherfuckers!


No end. No beginning. No mental health, no quotations. No boundary's, no philosophy, no acupuncture, no ideals, no intellect. Brain is just a pattern for the fulls. Dante is hanged with the skinny guy on the cross. We wait and APPLAUD the leader.
The ONE under the mask is in the room, chair is plugged. Head shaved. Electricity = Ready.

- NEXT!#

The voice sad in intimidating way. Could you please just FUCKING MOVE? faster, faster. next, next, next, next, next, next!..!..!


What is it today about prays and lord? landlords. Jesus - who? Jesus WHAT? leave this. Pick up you trash! Ready. One-two GO! We are here, on the knees. Rule, be ruled, obey - be androgynous. GOD! no religion, no order, ideals! watch ME! look at ME. Have ME!


Soon. Ending, beginning, intolerance. I know WHO YOU ARE!


Sorry father, as I have SINNED!





Good Night,
Dietrich

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