A better man could not have been found, but he has been haunting my dreams of late. Could he be that perfect person taking the apocalyptic role destined to proceed us to the end game? Is he really the fiend I might be implying? Only time will tell, and with the year 2012 fast approaching, it might just materialize as fact. Not a racist bone in me, I swear, but this change shit is a little too trippy for me. As most of our modern ancestors have been waiting for this step into innovation for ages. This civilization is coming to a frothy head, my darlings, and so on that note, this is only part of the beginning. As for the whole antichrist bit, what I am trying to get at is that Hey Seuss’ appearance on this plane …
feeding the imagined soul, not the outer hollow realms, but the real ideas that manifest outside ourselves.
out of Context;
‘with questions of intellect turning from the emotional realm to the moralistic, and even into the religious territories of wonder. hurdles and experiences one-and-all, but not without certain rewards to be had. the machine grants the probability for success, and a contented cog is an effective piece of movement, free of distractions and earnest to better progress.’
out of Context;
‘I speak from my soul, but few ever witness it as majesty and nobility, even though this is what other godly prophets have done…I consider myself spiritual, but in no way restrained by a god or deity, I am my own…The alien and the animal, the god and the monster, and the ghost and the demon…’
out of Context;
‘…I hate money with its serious bullshit attached, but Here it has become a necessary supplement for happiness, everyone seems to set the focus to creating a system for raking it in…Everyone but me it seems, I work for money, but I have troubles making money work for me…’
