fiending and tweaking, you feast...

God,

Stop scrolling

because I’m sick of seeing my friends

die. and also,

fuck all this stoicism

bullshit. we have a

whole collective consciousness, an

entire millen(ial)um, a

whole universal generation of

mercurial men fueled by

emotion to (a) move(ment)

the whole planet

forward with

momentum-somaybejustmaybe

this hyper machismo bullshit,

constantly judging with

toxic masculinity and

act-

u-

ally…

fuck this bit

; to put it like Salem's still silenced witches,

"I can't even…" with

You,

Patriarch's puritanical micro-prick, and your weak man

Smeagle-gone-Golem leeching life shit &

for what?

because Your mindset’s the equivalent

of archaic addicts needing that money, power, greed fix?;

it’s like cउmming to folks bleeding

feeds some schindler’s listed existence, like

humans who suffer is your one ring — "My Precious"—

fiending and tweaking, you feast on our bleeding

screaming and pleading, we seek Frankl’s meaning

all so your priests can pre(y)ach on the “weaklings”

Worse still,

unwitting doctors,

subscribed to your lies, prescribe

all man —and kind’— an untimely demise

; don’t believe me? that’s fine,

read the studies on serotonin and SSRIs

(serotonin reuptake inhibitors inhibiting life

by this little act shamed selfish— i.e. suicide…)

; speaking of acts,

Society,

get your shit together

your consumers are dying

and I’m no [crowned king ****] CEO

but that’s gotta hurt your bottom

l————