Vendicarsi
this taboo,
this forbidden place,
this thing that
western
“liberal”
“democratic”
“holy”
“peaceful”
individuals,
groups &
religions,
all frown upon,
all want to put down,
all want to
fix & deal with
through
psychiatric &
“spiritual”
means,
all which ironically
enforce through systems of
“law,” those which do their
best to
conjure up the crooked machine
in the first place,
this wonderful impulse
rises up from within our most
primal
core,
to squash what wrongs have
been done to us,
without a third party involved,
without a need to
answer to anyone,
without a thought about what comes
next,
so destructive,
so self-fulfilling & so
self-destructive---
this act sets the world in motion,
a chain reaction of
mayhem, thriving on chaos &
blood.
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