Wednesday, August 30th, 2006
Current mood: Contemplative

Khaki pants
Polo shirts
Receding hairlines
Lights reflect from shiny baldness
Business casual
A hundred vocal projections
Blending
Creating a jumbled mess of sound wave
Small talking for promotion
Small talking about
Who fucked who?
Who got wasted at the last?
I hear the one guy who has worked his ass off
But has been screwed for years
He bellows out a garble

To me
They look like they would not be good friends
Un-trustworthy
Lack of regard for anything outside their world
Except for donations
For tax purposes
These are the people that destroyed the Native American
These are the people (mindless) that will cause our world to fall
Like the Egyptian
Roman
Greek
Mayan Empires
Greed
Money
A blind vision of success
Blind

Side glances at a hot server's ass
Dreaming of a satisfying sex they don't have to pay for
The loser in High School
Buying his self worth
Buying popularity
Buying attention
A secret grudge
Never justified or satisfied
Are you really happy?
Would you be happy in the middle or lower?
Don't think too much about the reality around you
It will all be forgotten with one swing of a golf club

Here come your Caesar salads
Are you gazing past your croutons?
Pondering
The starving
The Middle East
The Pedophile in accounting that is molesting your child?
Can you see it?
You may not want to
You may not have to
But look
You can cause change
No wait...
Your purpose is to send us back to our caves
We will invent controlled fire again
We will be what was intended
We will be happy

I would like to thank your tie
A symbol
Of the people that will take me back to nature
I'm an animal
Not a Machine

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