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{untitled} toking
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Apr 13 16:29 UTC 2001 |
Jus a bit of rambling...went to an open mic thing the other day and
some friends wanted me to read but I didnt have my book, so I jotted
this down real quick
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...and lately life is silence.
I know that starting with and is bad form, but I feel like I've said
all that cam before "and" so many times and in so many ways that it
just doesn't bear repeating. No one will listen anyway. My biggest
failure is that when I recite the best piece I've ever written to an
audience of greater than 1, at least 1 person will laugh at the
word "underroos". God I wanna kick their teeth in when they do that. I
opened my eyes and all I saw was the silence, the words don't flow
through me so well these days, and the long faces and downward glances
are as much mine today as I visciously accused them of belonging to the
ignorant masses yesterday. Life twists, pulls, degrades you to become
what you hate. I used to believe that their were exceptions to the
rule, that maybe Gods funny joke had a couple holes. We are human, we
thrive on ignorance, profit from the sheer idiocy of others. I make a
living counseling people barely more perceptive tat rocks, and the more
stupid people I talk to, the longer I talk to them, the better my
performance review looks. God bless the white collar sweat shops of
America, God bless them every one. It's amazing how numb you can
go...anger and lethargy and helplessness seeping through untold
hundreds of miles of phone line, 5 days a week, 8 hours a day, 1
confused, bewildered, and even frightened person at a time...
...and life is silence, or perhaps I'm simply tuning it out
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