Sunday, February 14, 2010

Mannequin Depressant

There are times in life when all forces and objects will try to assert their personal desire to keep me from moving on with my life, roped into a circular track with no end, to offer up a countless segmentation, month after month with a net restult that has nothing positive or organic to offer, straight rotation to the desolate nature of being limited no matter how much I try to get out from under the wasted moments and stupid moves, but life is kind of like that regardless, the thing is now I have wisened up enough to get past all these hurdles, who gives a fuck how I do it, the important part is the actual task of coming to some sort of resolution, I need it, being homeless living on couches, hotel rooms,, and my van have started to run thin, the base has been pulled out from under with no notice, a free fall into a cavernous abyss without end, punishment or reward does not really matter to me anymore, only the fact that I can establish a new beach head to continue this verbal and psychological assualt on the world, granted being in the midst of all this uncertainity has its advantages while providing plenty of opportunity to gather more knowledge from all these people, situations, and outcomes, helps me redefine my own existence as well the rest of humanity, to know that they are not much for the most part and will turn on you if given the appropriate conditions, not everyone their are some allies, but for the most part, people walk with sharp knives looking to carve up llittle bit of every little human being they can get their hands on, to make their own life more comfortable, easier to lay around accomplishing nothing or using physical talents as a step ladder to nowhere where they will be judged by their peers for using those attributes to get ahead in the world, which is fine for all the prostitutes of the world which damn near includes every god damn person, whores, slaves, and simpletons who rejoice at the oppportunity to make than minimum wage even though their intellegence, work skill, and drive are on par with the tree sloth, lethargic, empty, half dead, living a parasitc nature, this what this world has become, one giant parasite, larve feeding off of other larve, nothing ever coming to age, mutation, rapid consumption leads to a society run by infants, children, no different than Lord of the Flies.

All I can do is live in the middle of this, not much of a consolation but at least the material is always there, nothing like watching a bunch of men in their fifties sitting around on a television show, empty headed, derranged from all the substance abuse over the years, nothing but manniquins who not made anything of themselves or the people around, waiting around for the slow death formula, supplanted with decades of alcohol, cocaine, prostitues, and local bars with twenty something cocktail waitress who play head games with them in hopes of getting their rent paid, so what happens when you want no part of this cruel game, this framework of futility where there are no real answers, only vague suggestions leading all to the same conclusion, the bigger, better, deal, where everyone is angling for easy street or the next rung on the corporated ladder, whether it is reality television or fun at the office. I am already sickened yet confused somewhat, not with people, but their real nature and how dead everyone sitting around me at this bar tonight have nothing at all to offer but to buy food, some drinks and maybe talk to some run of the mill being who really has trouble putting more than two sentences together, this is the case all over Las Vegas, not leaving me many options with whom to engage at such places where young twenty something women congregate, we are not talking model material, but that middle class work style or hotel industry worker, so many idiots with tattoos and LA style clothing the cloning machine has been going into overtime, people profit, but we are making more morons in the meantime until there will be nothing but a gradual conversation to a society of totally brain dead souless obediant manniquins and that day is rapidly approaching.

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