To the ignorant, fuck you and what you stand for.
[ALL MATERIAL IN THIS POST BY -M- UNTIL OTHERWISE STATED]
I know my title basically means "fuck nothing." You know who I'm talking about, remember these posts are on an "if the shoe fits" basis.
From day one we are indoctrinated. Look both ways, brush your teeth, don't swear. You grow older. Salute the flag. Pledge allegience. Honor authority. Drugs are bad. The government knows best. We learn this in school. Then there's the media. You must buy this to be beautiful. This music is real. This life is real. No absolute truth, beautiful is successful, beautiful is the only way to be accepted. Money buys happiness.
And you question nothing. Christ, how many people just believe everything they are told, because they are told. How I hate your unquestioning loyalty and patriotism. Blind faith in a God that you only "believe" in because your parents told you to. Patriotism is not a bad thing, but people need to know the horrible things America has done as well. Faith in God is not bad, but you must have faith because you have experienced God, bot because he's some taken for granted entity that only exist because mommy told you, and her mommy told her. Find God. Look at the books. See how much death and pain has been caused by your country. The screams of the Native Americans, the last wails of the buffaloe, the sobs of the Japanese internment camps...take all this into consideration. Weep for those tragedies, then be prideful in your country because we have the sense to progress, and be happy for the good that exists, but oh how few know what has happened. Yes, those amber waves of grain have been watered with the blood of so many. There is a God, but find him.
I hate it when people fake anything. I hate the fucking hypocrites, the liars, the fakers. Those social whores that will wear any style, listen to any music, fuck any girl or guy that will get them more attention or popularity. Popularity is steaming horse shit in the real world. What are fame and power if you have not love? What is beauty and money if you hate you self? Yes, I'll be laughing when you have all those things. I'll snicker when you rich bastards with your hair products, your fancy clothes, you expensive watches, your good looks, walk past me, a ragged counter culture "freak." You'll sneer at me for being different, and I sneer at you for being the same as everyone else. I will snicker as I am poor and know love, know God, and you are empty, hate yourself, and have nothing but a pile of materialistic excrement.
You have been decieved into thinking that certain things are important. A fancy car, not a tree. A new Wal-Mart, not a werland home to so much life, oh, so much life. You've all been lied too. You don't need the nothing they push on you. You look down on the stoner that only cares abour having fun and say he's throwing his life away, when you are, in a way, throwing your life away when you sell your soul and individuality to fit in, look the same, get invited to the party.
Fit in. Look the same. Be a good boy.
Fit in. Look the same. Be a good girl.
Buy, buy, buy. This eyeliner will hold your soul together.
Buy, but, but. Those jeans will cover the gaping hole in your soul.
True love's fuck is so much more than a billion dollars of your objects.
True love's kiss is so much more than a shallow fuck at a party.
Jesus...you all have it so backwards...
You weep for me, you say I am poor, lost, destitute, a freak.
I weep for you. You just don't know. Weep for me? Weep for yourselves.
I know my title basically means "fuck nothing." You know who I'm talking about, remember these posts are on an "if the shoe fits" basis.
From day one we are indoctrinated. Look both ways, brush your teeth, don't swear. You grow older. Salute the flag. Pledge allegience. Honor authority. Drugs are bad. The government knows best. We learn this in school. Then there's the media. You must buy this to be beautiful. This music is real. This life is real. No absolute truth, beautiful is successful, beautiful is the only way to be accepted. Money buys happiness.
And you question nothing. Christ, how many people just believe everything they are told, because they are told. How I hate your unquestioning loyalty and patriotism. Blind faith in a God that you only "believe" in because your parents told you to. Patriotism is not a bad thing, but people need to know the horrible things America has done as well. Faith in God is not bad, but you must have faith because you have experienced God, bot because he's some taken for granted entity that only exist because mommy told you, and her mommy told her. Find God. Look at the books. See how much death and pain has been caused by your country. The screams of the Native Americans, the last wails of the buffaloe, the sobs of the Japanese internment camps...take all this into consideration. Weep for those tragedies, then be prideful in your country because we have the sense to progress, and be happy for the good that exists, but oh how few know what has happened. Yes, those amber waves of grain have been watered with the blood of so many. There is a God, but find him.
I hate it when people fake anything. I hate the fucking hypocrites, the liars, the fakers. Those social whores that will wear any style, listen to any music, fuck any girl or guy that will get them more attention or popularity. Popularity is steaming horse shit in the real world. What are fame and power if you have not love? What is beauty and money if you hate you self? Yes, I'll be laughing when you have all those things. I'll snicker when you rich bastards with your hair products, your fancy clothes, you expensive watches, your good looks, walk past me, a ragged counter culture "freak." You'll sneer at me for being different, and I sneer at you for being the same as everyone else. I will snicker as I am poor and know love, know God, and you are empty, hate yourself, and have nothing but a pile of materialistic excrement.
You have been decieved into thinking that certain things are important. A fancy car, not a tree. A new Wal-Mart, not a werland home to so much life, oh, so much life. You've all been lied too. You don't need the nothing they push on you. You look down on the stoner that only cares abour having fun and say he's throwing his life away, when you are, in a way, throwing your life away when you sell your soul and individuality to fit in, look the same, get invited to the party.
Fit in. Look the same. Be a good boy.
Fit in. Look the same. Be a good girl.
Buy, buy, buy. This eyeliner will hold your soul together.
Buy, but, but. Those jeans will cover the gaping hole in your soul.
True love's fuck is so much more than a billion dollars of your objects.
True love's kiss is so much more than a shallow fuck at a party.
Jesus...you all have it so backwards...
You weep for me, you say I am poor, lost, destitute, a freak.
I weep for you. You just don't know. Weep for me? Weep for yourselves.