the superposition of lies

maybe, there was a storm, behind all of us and we couldn’t see or didn’t. don’t stop. do not be confused, keep escaping, that’s what you’ve done since your birth. you fuckin’ rabbit, it’s just you, who created the hunters. that’s an equation. left side is the runner, right side is the created hunter. nature. some kind of DarkMath.

hey, kid! forget about all you learned, all you did. just breathe. rip your identity card. get rid of your identity. there is no need to be you. just be a kid. just be an ‘it’. breathe, watch your life porn, get angry and fully erected. ejaculate your moral character. ‘they’ wrote it. delete. lose your religion. fuckin’ God never existed. you’ve created it while running.

welcome to your ‘webbing ceremony’. even when you think you’re well, you’re sick. make love related to your sexual orientation. but fuck everyone. I say, don’t let them get you. you know you. you can just know yourself. take the flag of asociality in hand. climb to your own shoulders and stare at faraway mountains.  they’re yours and you are your personal Newton. ban the gravity, take positions on random orbitals.

all nations are flocks. on the other hand God, all humanists are idiots. shame on you, if you’re serving for modern primates. weak homosapiens. human is just superposition of its own lies.

Quad Erat Demonstrandum