Friday, May. 02, 2003 - 8:07 p.m.
Life drags by with its toes scraping across the floor , hands suffocating in pockets , head down chest pulled in , scuffling as though it does not want to be noticed . Still we watch it as it goes by , with maybe passion in our eyes or maybe hate , maybe longing , maybe a desire that we will forget about tomorrow or an anger we will never knew existed .
How trivial are we ? Specks of life obliterated by a mass of forests and deserts and bullets and cannons . We stomp with our hands on our hips our ties like nooses wrapped around our necks , we are KING we are QUEEN we are SOCIETY , THE TOP OF THE FUCKING CHAIN THE BEASTS OF THIS EARTH . WE DOMINATE , WE CONTROL , WE SLAUGHTER THEREFORE WE ARE ADVANCED .
We are entirely trivial on our pedestals , merely a phase in the timeline , a flaw in an eternity that will linger on long past the last human , the last monster , the last beast of a man with a rifle in his hands and a whitehouse surrounding him .
Sit down with your diet coke and emulsified chocolate (fat free !) and worry about being nothing .
I've come to terms .
