"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

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Helicopters


It was to early. I could not find my favorite zippo (dads present). Moved in slow motion. Pause. Revers view. Sounds. OK. It's all in my head. That can be happening. But it was. Called him.
- Do you hear it? - What? - THE FUCKING HELICOPTERS! 2 day in the row. - Are sure they are? mmm... moment. - Yes!
- OK then they are after you!
- Not funny! he laugh. I had a wee smile.

Sat in front of my typewriter. And this is what came out from my tired brain this early annoying morning:


Woke up. 9:47
The sound in the air was geting on my nervs. Moved to the window. 3 helicopters wher in the air. I've seen them yesturday. They are back again. First thought:
It's a delusion. Checked again. Nope. They are real. Other people where staring out from theyr windows too. OK. Don't panic. It's just the paranoia. It's a regular thing here. UK - Scotlad. The homeland of bigbrother. But wait a second. Never seen them before. So what is it then? Queen is visiting? Election day? hm... another was against terror thing...

That sound doesnot let you sleep. Too much before coffee time.
My kitchen is filled with dishes and yesturdays wine glasses. Made coffee. Sat on the couch. Music on. Cant hear it. Thous fucking flying bees of steel are covering the sound. Headphones. Better! Took out my recorder. Went bck to the bedroom (the sound is even stronger from that sound of the building)are recorded the madness. If somebody would ever ask me, it was not an imagination.
I have proof. Really heard it, seen it. It's happening. Total control.


***
Moving in rapid speed of circles around my dad beat body. They are on man hunt. 100% satisfaction to the leader. Focus. Hunting as a perfectly skilled and trained predators. Are you ready kiddies? Please bring your passport, ID, fingerprints and come ON IN! Watch your step and UP we GO. State your pure Identity. Oh, how much fun will it be!

we will brand you
we will taste you
we will test you
we will lick your sins
we will make you squeal
we will make you forget your mama and papa
we will make PURE rase out of you
o, YES we will..!

Now is the time for a change, now is the time to face your enemy. THE ENEMY! Your ENEMY - THE ENEMY IS YOU
THE ENEMY IS IN YOUR DNA, IN YOUR BLOOD, IN YOUR HEAD.

So do you, do YOU want to be pure? Do you want to be something worth the game? Come on in. No "taxi driver" quotes, no to fitting in struggle, trying to figure out who you are. No more index fingers. No more fuck you to the teacher. GOD is on our side. Dogs behind my back. That means the path is right. No more Neo. No more cardbord goverment. You will obey to one simple rule:

DO NOT EVER QUESTION THE AUTHORITY!

AUTHORITY IS ALWAYS RIGHT AND YOU ARE WRONG.
NO MORE HUMAN WEEKNESS.

Your right is:
To Slave and To Be Slaved



Welcome to the pure era kids. Kiss the leather boots of the leader and don't forget thet it's always tea time.


Good night,
Dietrich

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