well well well, here we have some intergalactic monsters feeding off of our intent, maybe inter dimensional, depending on whether you favor L ron hubbard or carlos casteneda. i want a fucking ocnversation i why we shouldnt band together and start a new political party. first political party based on depression not politics, we can call it no more politics and then someone could write a song about these forgotten days. sitting late night on a balcony i dont own as i own nothing. on a computer i do not own as i do not own anything. well i am crazy as a fucking gold fish, trapped in some ill gotten gain from some far superior beings (ceos and the like) who deman to not only toy with me and my fellow humans but dillude the world so thoroughly that nothig of value can possilby hsine through
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