The mating rituals of intelligent predators

She wasn't good enough. Her legs weren't the right length. She didn't wear enough make-up. She didn't look up at me when she gave me head.

I can't imagine a better world.

I can't fathom change or complexity.

I can't deal with other people.

The truth is she was perfect and I'm the one who hates everything.
I need some time to think...but I know what the answer is.
I need some time to grow but I know what i will become.

I will become a man, just like every one expects of me.
I will think like everyone else.
I will succumb to the pressure of the modern world and before I ever mate I will always wonder if something could have been done about all the sadness and disgusted rage I had when I was young.

If you live long enough...people are forced to deal with you, because you share their air...not because they know you or love you.

when i think of my wasted youth...
when i think of what could have been...
when i think that we weren't happy any way and that we couldn't take care of ourselves... and everything just got so hard.

When i think this...i miss her the most.

Radical Atheism is not a scam

a universe exists
as we perceive it.
A mind exists as it perceives only itself.
The horror of existence is made plain as each mind experiences the universe and communicates it's visions, thoughts and other information to other minds. As we now know...everything we think is just 1's and 0's.
the horror is the vast emptiness.
The horror is the abyssal plain.
Space. the distance between.
We must find a way to cross.
and live with joy.

Bait and Switch Mechanism

The entire thing is just a trap. No need to explore any further. Don't need to see the inside of the building. I get the creeps just being in the reception area. I get it.

This country has become sick. Or I have, and my perception of this country and this culture have been irreversibly altered. There is no benefit worthy of living life as though you were a vegetable. Grown and put to use. Consumed.

That is our education system.

Our culture consumes the young after growing them.

There is a fire that cannot be put out.

There is a way to explain rage.

There is a way to get people's attention without killing anyone.

There has to be.

Because if any of these things are not true, then I am doomed and I don't hold out much hope for the rest of you.

If we had enemies and they invaded...this would all be rubble in a short period of time.

Since we have no real enemies and the fear we feel is the fear of a glutton...perhaps we should reexamine our ways.

Perhaps not.

Perhaps we should be unapologetic about this place.

Work hard.

Spend money.

Raise your fucking kids.

Go to the movies on weekends.

You can't fight the future when it's already here.

They've only just begun building the big HIVE BRAIN.

It already controls the financial systems of the world and we've seen how well that works. PERFECT.

They want control but it won't work.

The sheep grow teeth in times like these.

Things get worse and worse and then somebody important dies publicly.

BLAH BLAH BLAH.

You aren't going to be the one.

You talk big but you'd never shoot a cop.

You talk big but you'd never risk your life for your beliefs.

You take comfort in the idea that there might be something for you after death.

GOD IS MEANT TO GIVE YOU PAUSE IN MOMENTS WHEN YOU SHOULD BE TEARING OUT YOUR ENEMY'S THROAT.

The Clown Messiah and { little boy doom }.

It's fucking hilarious!

Aha. hah hahahahahh.

Children die in the street. Ahhaahaha.

Cancer, Guns, Terrorism, Land Grabbing, MONEY. Totalitarianism. Brainwashing.

disinformation campaigning. Advertising!!!!!

You my good friend are doomed.

They'll probably release the pill/injection/treatment that stops aging and makes you invulnerable to STD's right when your primitive casket is lowered into your moist insect ridden grave. Do us all a favor. Write in your will that you'd like to be incinerated. The living are running out of room. And you can't build condos over a graveyard without moving the bodies and blah blah blah.

You were enough trouble when you were alive. Always hungry and horny and Jesus did you ever complain. All you ever did was jerk off and watch re-runs of married with children. You smoked lots of drugs and were late to work too often. You refused to reproduce and raise children because it was inconvenient for you. "I can't get a good job", you whine...

You own weapons to protect yourself but you have nothing that anyone besides a beyond desperate meth addict would want to steal. You don't have a bank account because you're sure they're corrupt. Of course they're corrupt...it's a fucking bank. They don't fucking do anything besides sit and take people's money. Stop it man. Your fucking killing me.

Ahah ahaaaahhaahhhhha!

I was born gay. I'm a fundamentalist zealot. I'm a celebrity superstar!

Fuck your quaint little culture from the fucking rain forest.

This is America goddammit.

Fuck your army: We have robots.

We will kill you from Vegas and fornicate in celebration at your nation's demise.

Go ahead and nuke San Diego.

We don't fucking care.

I know an 11 year old with an interest in astrophysics.

I knew a girl who lied repeatedly about being pregnant until she had a baby.

I know a guy who's killed people for money.

Who cares you stupid fuck?

Who fucking cares?

Nothing has happened that cannot be explained.

There are UFOs?

There are aliens?

There are psychotic clowns?

What are you afraid of?

Shouldn't you make something up?

That's what every one else is doing.

Well jeez. I don't know. What can I say?

I don't fear your stupid white god. I don't fear the black magic of voodoo and I don't think communism is a threat to my way of life.

I think the only messiah is that voice in your head.

I think doom is something all liars want.

They want it all to end so they can stop pretending to be so sure.

I knew a boy who was killed in a car accident.

His name was Phillip.

His parents were very sad.

Whether you fucking like it or not....from the moment Philip was born he was doomed.

And so my good and decent fellow friend, frolicking and fornicating and ending cultures and spreading the joy of shopping and vacationing in a place where you can fuck a 15 year old girl and have the locals smile at you while you prance on their beaches...fat naked and alone...you are doomed as well.

Smile at the demonic face in the sky.

It has atomic eyes.