Fun is forbidden. Obey. Follow the etiquette. Don't fart. Don't sing in the tube. Don't dance unless you are in a designated club area. Obey. Prediscribed pattern of oppresion, I don't blame anyone. I am not a conspiracy theorist that blames the corporations, the puritans, the church, the governent... Not because it's not true. Because it doesn't matter.  It beats the purpose. It beats!

Get out! Out of yourself! Do you want to be free to do whatever you want? Do it. You do not need no daddy or mummy to blame to make them admit their wrongdoing and ask them for an apology so you can do what you do what you want. Still bound in chains if so....

Do you want to do something? Don't complain, don't explain! Just do it! Like Nike the goddess of victory....

Fuck fuckidy fuck fuck fuck fuck... The shit falls from the sky to the bottom of the knee on top of the humanculus. What is that green round pain of shit falling now? It's the maneure of nature? Is it toxic alien bombs? Is it my balls? Is it fuck? Is it so? I want to throw up the world outside and fill the world with a world full of vomit. I want to suck, I want to pee, I want to fuck, I want to ski, I want to burst out loud in loud explosions of painless numb supernovas. All these letters, words, sentences, that I am senselessly typing do not mean a fucking thing. What's the point?

I throw up! In front of you. All of you. In your face. In my face. Without grace. No one gives a shit. I don't give a shit. Who's to blame? The community? The government? The hippies? The corporations? Do you feel me? Can you feel? Can I feel? Who's and what and when and why? And who the fuck gives a shit?  Again... Right? Wrong? I don't know... Do you? Don't answer! You will ridicule me. You will ridicule me....... And you will be embarassed. If you don't have too much skin you will. And I will be embarassed. I am looking at you. Just by looking at the mirror. Just by being blind. No confessions. No sins. Straight to hell. Nice and warm. Hell is nice. Bring the light forth. Back and forth. Because this world is silent. Shhhhhhh! Listen

I am giving up! I am giving in! I am taking out. Enough was not plenty. And the bells are ringing. Calling silently....