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"Hate, a very powerful and destructive emotion, seemingly lies within us all and periodically surfaces to reveal an inner ugliness that may be inherent in all human beings. Prejudice, whether based on religion, race, nationality, sex, age, etc., serves as an incubator for hate a subsequently causes and great amount of emotional and physical damage in the world. However, hate can be used to combat the evils of oppression and prejudice in all it's forms. Hatred can be a catalyst, used to spark some sort of action by individuals to promote peace and equality in a culture so vehemently opposed to them. Hate comes easy for oppressors, but when pushed too far, hate comes easy for the oppressed."
"I hate drugs. I hate alcohol. I hate cigarettes. I hate the users, and I hate the manufacturers. Consume it, never stop, never think, never disengage, just consume, consume, decay, and fry. Buy, buy, buy, and buy their enslavement. They profit from addiction, decay, and death, while you glady lap it up as ou fuel their network with your time, energy, money, and lives. Cloud your vision, waste your time, support the system, surrender your independence. Burn, god dammit, burn. Go right ahead. Smoke the blood of a hundred thousand dead... drink the blood of dead Colombian judges, consume the lives of addicted dealers, shoot the souls of massacred Panamanians into your arm... your pleasure is crafted from the flesh of a million dead Central Americans. The dead in Argentina, Brazil, Hawaii, Mexico, Colombia, Bolivia, Pakistan, Chile, India, Honduras, Peru, Burma, Haiti, Thailand, Panama, inner city America, and hometown anywhere remain as vestiges of your lifestyle. They want to eat, they want to live, you want to fly, fry, and flare. Murder is your drug. Indulge yourselves in their graves. Have no conscious, have no feelings, fix, fix, fix, appease your fix for fun... Their blood is not on your hands: it is in your lungs, in your stomach, in your brain, and it pulses through your decadent veins. There's a place in hell for you."
both of these writings are from, in my opinion, one of the most important 7"s in all of hardcore, the self titled downcast 7". these writings speak to me both very much.
hatred fuels life and my hatred will tear you down.
fuck you and your "habits."
"I hate drugs. I hate alcohol. I hate cigarettes. I hate the users, and I hate the manufacturers. Consume it, never stop, never think, never disengage, just consume, consume, decay, and fry. Buy, buy, buy, and buy their enslavement. They profit from addiction, decay, and death, while you glady lap it up as ou fuel their network with your time, energy, money, and lives. Cloud your vision, waste your time, support the system, surrender your independence. Burn, god dammit, burn. Go right ahead. Smoke the blood of a hundred thousand dead... drink the blood of dead Colombian judges, consume the lives of addicted dealers, shoot the souls of massacred Panamanians into your arm... your pleasure is crafted from the flesh of a million dead Central Americans. The dead in Argentina, Brazil, Hawaii, Mexico, Colombia, Bolivia, Pakistan, Chile, India, Honduras, Peru, Burma, Haiti, Thailand, Panama, inner city America, and hometown anywhere remain as vestiges of your lifestyle. They want to eat, they want to live, you want to fly, fry, and flare. Murder is your drug. Indulge yourselves in their graves. Have no conscious, have no feelings, fix, fix, fix, appease your fix for fun... Their blood is not on your hands: it is in your lungs, in your stomach, in your brain, and it pulses through your decadent veins. There's a place in hell for you."
both of these writings are from, in my opinion, one of the most important 7"s in all of hardcore, the self titled downcast 7". these writings speak to me both very much.
hatred fuels life and my hatred will tear you down.
fuck you and your "habits."