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The Gold Rush

i notice all the pod-people doing money-sex related things as it becomes the milling of the new androids caught up in the trap of it all there's got to be some big deal they must be wrapping up - that's why it's so important to have all that gear on worse yet, is the look on their countenance while conducting "the deal" whatever it is so it seems that what they are doing is somehow more important than anything anyone around them are doing charging around ostentatious peacocky and still, under the shackles of divided attention for the taste of money and sex followed with the unnecessary drive for looking superior to others because all of this is decoded as: i need money now i need more money. i need sex now i need sex constantly. sigh!!! i'll never have enough money i can only have so much sex why can't i just buy thy winning lotto ticket? ... i really don't want to become this i really don't want to become a cog i especially do not want to devolve into an ******* who doesn't care about the world that constantly coexists and supports my bones, the branches of my thoughts, that grow into the blossoms of my life, which are more significantly my love, i've traveled with the imbeciles long enough.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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