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Friday, October 17, 2008

mass comm.
(things mama told me not to talk about in public)

there are
over 60 clickable phrases,
5 picture, at least one video,
array of colors, search engines with
a thousand parts, a million pages, images,
and thoughts for every person on the face of the earth
….and this is just the homepage.
isn’t there something in some scripture,
or text, or holy book, that says something about
connection, communication, and knowledge
that shouldn’t be reached.
because we are human.
because we ate the apple.
because we have imagination.
because we have free will.
sign in, log on, connect your neck,
sever your head, with a server, drink a brew,
and go forth…..
into the future.
flying cars are still
the pinnacle as we thirst behind
$3 a gallon gas.
fuck:
war, bush, palin, obama, clemente, mccain, biden, cheney, mckinney, and peace, and pieces
of particles that we call knowledge.
bump:
the revolution, the struggle, the conspiracy, heaven, earth, hell, and all points in between.
care about a future
that none of us will live long enough to see.
and if we live that long, then
fuck enjoyment, because no friends will be there to enjoy it….
destiny, pessimist, doomsday prophet….huh, profit—
do words that sound alike, but are spelled differently, with different meanings
bother anyone but me.
search:
jesus, allah, jah, yahweh, buddha,
obama, war, bush, lincoln, kennedy, king, malcolm, gandhi, mother teresa, princess diana, mandela, einstein, stalin, kruschev, newton, elizabeth, george,
queens, presidents, kings, dictators, priest, holy men/women
then report it on your blog,
post it on your board,
text it to your closest friend,
email it from your contact list—
so they can respond, and you can respond to theirs—
but don’t speak on it from a street corner,
with a bull horn. police will come and cart you away.
personal freedom, in house, safe from physical destruction, in the street.
sleepwalk on a blue ball in space spinning, think:
there is no life in the universe but i,
but us, Australia, Antarctica, North America, Africa, South America, Europe, Asia….
humanity??
right--??
wrong—?
please refer to lines 9, 26, and 35, in vanity.
www.findyourselfinamadworld.com.edu.txt.org.whateverthefuck
now put the mouse on that, look it up—
then make it your homepage.

fuck a copyright, the people will disseminate it to the people, and the author will be known

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