DADDY sez...

Now I know that I (and every other motherfucker in this Kali Yuga/Armageddon wave) be a zero-integrity, no account fuck-head who doesn't give a rat's ass about anyone else. And no matter how much rationalizing or double-speak I impose on my so-called "enlightened" motherfuckin path, I love the wide swath of discord and uber-psycho-drama I leave in my wake. Yeah, I'm, a "genius". Whatever.

Blah blah - I-m-so-cool - look-at-my-white-light-sorcery - blah fucking blah... mm hm.

Does that mean I have to make every single uncomfortable thought and feeling about ME?!!?!?

I suppose I fuckin' could. That way no matter what I do to let my friends down... no matter how harsh an emanation of words and action I unleash... I can still sleep deep at night knowing full well that I'm an "expressed" and free-spirited BEING.

Fuckin' HOO-RAY for me. i AM so damn cool. Fuck everyone else. That's the price of my FREEDOM, baby. Deal with it.

Nice way to live, Prick.

In the latest edition of the New-Speak Dictionary, we'll call it "Service" and "Devotion".
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I used to be able to vomit out the Darkness and let it pass.

Now it just stays with me.

In other lifetimes, feeding on the essence of the many others was so damn convenient.

It isn't as easy nowadays. We feed on the Other, not noticing the dissipation of the Self until it's much too late.... and then it's all gone.

There's nothing left to see or be seen.

Maybe I'll crib some "Culture" from them brown people we killed long ago, and spin some fire sticks in the night to entertain my oh-so-exciting Tribe, right before I drive through that 24-7 McDonald's to get me some fries and a Coke as those two ducks beg some of the fries from me, their pea-sized brains not remembering that this asphalt lot was once a swamp their kind have come to for millenia.

You're the last of your breed. Do you like your new parking lot? Didn't think so, bitch. So what.

Live it up, Daffy.

Bye bye.