oh shit, who am i kidding...i am a whore for commercialism. i could sell you anything. bleh. one could say i haven't the luxury of holding morals of that degree, at the moment. it could also be said that survival of the fittest is ingrained to keep the balance of life on the planet. humans have found a symbiosis with the earth by enslaving, controling, killing their own kind, in order to ensure that the resources of the earth aren't exploited to the point of the planet's collapse.

but at this point it's a toss up. whether the earth gives out first and is so depleted it can no longer sustain life, or the occupants of this planet destroy each other and accidently forget to save the nest they'll be going back to. if there is anything left.

on that note...i'm not wasting another minute of it my time here. if i feel happy because of something someone else disapproves of, i'm gonna still be happy. they can go be pissy somewhere else.

besides, i gotta gets mines. get my baby. pay for flights. yeah okay, adolescence, impressionable girls, a life long struggle with identity and food and thin. they don't get better. not completely. it's just another malaise that has been brought about by modern man's need for industry and profit.

unless i go out into the woods and live like Thoreau, i'll still be some sort of thread in the intricate, sordid web of business, entertainment, politics and propaganda.

alright, enough of this shit, i have to have a talk with mary.

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Last Five
treasure - Thursday, Sept. 06, 2006
need - Sunday, May. 22, 2005
where is here - Friday, May. 13, 2005
save me. - Monday, May. 09, 2005
nonsense - Sunday, May. 01, 2005

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