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i don't want colonialism and ponies i need onanism and bologna to satisfy my needs i speed read surrealist poetry and feed the bourgeoisie to pre-teen alf on heroin on behalf of the proletarian i'm an epistolary mad-man smokin' lyrical compositions out of a can invoking mystical cognition i demand analytical juxtapositions i'm a goddamn metaphysician jammin' in my ashram deprogramming uncle sam's ideograms dispersing and immersing my perverse verse in the weltzschmerz of the universe traversing the the antipodes of the globe i explode it's my birthright to be a transvestite on a space-flight through the cosmos i'm predisposed to overdose on grandiose prose and symbology fuck your ideology.