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Angry Immortal
You dont need no friends all they will do is hurt you let them all go, why hold them up? the family are so far behind, they will never understand we are so alone, in this life, women want what you can give i wont trade money for sex or even a bit of attention or a commitment of ownership a culture of prostitution... The poor people steal from you the rich will rape you not selling my rear for interest.. and the middle are just stupid addicted to the drugs, the propaganda I am the artist, the expressionist, the prophet, alone, with one mission, where are my pleasures? cursed to teach this selfish culture pathetic humans, suffering too stupid to give anything complaining, whining, frustrated, They are about to destroy themselves a collective suicide of selfishness The other immortals tell me to have hope, to love them, to teach them, They arent my friends, so busy teaching, and giving to the vampires. The christians love war and murder of others They worship, punishment, hatred, and money the buddhists wont stand up for themselves and fight, the middle road is lost. The muslims are too busy oppressing women and praying for heaven The jews know nothing of love, only greed They tell me i should feel special i have so much to teach and give, Jesus taught them forgiveness helping the poor, loving all people they crucified him! The afterlife is so wonderful, they say, if you teach love and forgiveness. I am in this life now, and all i find is tricksters, liers and decievers I am tired of being alone, The body is male, and only half of itself. addiction to female energy no control, clairvoyance gone the suicidal idiots have something right I am cursed to sit here and learn compassion, patience, how to inspire them teach them to love, and give to others, all in the hope that they wont destroy themselves Why cant i give up on hope? they are pathetic, i am tired, of the abuse, and anger, i evoke. They hate me, unless i pretend, smile the big smile, and pat them on their back for selfishness. They love you then, I do not worship their god, of self-worship. I wish i could, maybe i would be rich. living off of the blood, sweat and tears of others how nice that would be, to relax, no responsibilty to give or love anyone except my family. I am sure i will feel better tomorrow
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