the lights should do nothing,
just feed the shadows; too dramatic;
I sit at the table trying to ignore all your words,
moving slower than usual,
preparing to awaken,
regain consciousness,
wishing for silence;
I would avoid this building,
dry walls, strange echoes,
painful memories;
if you do not want to be somewhere,
just go away.
Simple words, easy advice.
I should write about peace and love,
keep mentioning the wonderful radiation of sunlight,
the beauty of existence,
how good success is,
how strong we can be if we have the motivation,
what an impressive career you have,
you are amazing,
self-motivated and magical,
look at this wonderful achievement,
what this company is doing is so fantastic,
we will make it,
we can achieve it,
we are so intelligent, and fuck off.
I am not going to lie.
You could be fantastic,
but there's a much better chance that I am not;
I am just an average
consumer idiot
who consumes
way more than he should.
They have a cool profile,
and all companies have good marketing,
but that's about it.
Almost all of them just lie.
That's the way it is
Human civilization is a big pile of shit;
they lie for themselves, lie about lies and destroy everything;
we cause extinctions, wars and inequality.
I will give you an example.
Give me an example.
Give an example.
If I eat meat,
I am a selfish idiot;
Laugh.
Or if I have a new cell phone,
laptop or game console.
If I had the opportunity to buy a used one
but bought a new one,
I would have been a selfish jerk.
Yes, you can talk and lie all you want.
It will not change the reality of the situation.
You and your image
self-promotion is perfect,
and your social media profile is cool,
but I only feed the big tech companies;
I am just a regular,
average moron, that's all.
Amen.
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