Fuck more - Think less

So to thinking. If this is THE modern day philosophy. How far are we going on this melting boat of cum? IS this all there is to thins point of human existence. Or is it just a comforting lie to everyone including our self's . People no longer even pretend to want or need something else.
We finely reached the primitive stage of our evolution. And in a way, I am happy. More sex shops - less gun shops. Tho, less sex shops - more book stores. Balance is a bitch when you need to find her. She realy is. But that bitch can make this life an amusing journey. Still, how one can deny the ultimate attraction of the gun?

And as you cant deny your past cause it is the future. All unravels it self easily. As the cigarette smoke in the desert. Slowly evaporating form the lugs to the unknown parallels in the minds of sand. If there is anger, there is meaning that follows to consequence.

Harlot. In the dessert of the human sea. The floating body over the ocean of the deep vibrating sound. Bringing the memories to the moments of beginning. The fingertips to numbing and velvet touch of fragnence. Burning feet and palms.. .

The sensation of eternity on the earth of water that reached the only passage in the mist of that desert. The one that led to eternal illumination. The escape.

Cracks in the land and gapes in the dryad up soil. Lizards moving in circles by four as sings of swastikas. Coloured waters and two dark passengers. Conversation in secret language. All collapsed. I had a dream. Sometimes when it is dark, cold. Or early. Or even hot with the breeze, I can hear ice breaking. Plastic.

All roads led to Golgotha!

Good night and god bless.
Sonia Dietrich


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