stop the carnage!

i really really want zOtl not to kill his monsterbabies. they are so lovely.
seeee:
says z?tl:
oh, some of this shit is SO WRONG!
says ericdee:
come on it's fuckin great!



> joy-joy <

i went to buy reloaded tickets
for the 10:00 or 10:45 preshows,
they were sold 0ut & there were
peeps already in lines waiting
to get into the theaters, this
is 5pm, i go to a guy & i say,
dood, you must be plugged in to
be able to wait 5 hours to get

in the first day, he looked at
me like i was decor, in fact,
i don't even think he looked up
from the book he was reading,
he just smirked storkily & then
smiled like there were no q's
and no a's, only choices, i just
went and bought a 24 can kitty

food, sliced, all meat kinds &
i was thinking about kitty heaven
& i was thinking that if you do
wanna make friends with me, i'll
be your pet panther, it'll pretty
much be that kind of pet-owner
relationship, you'd have your thin
yellow thread around my neck and

i will purr so loudly for you
that your brains will jump from
their sockets with pleasure, my
eyes would flare with green & my
silky black coat will be so soft
that you will lose yourself in
it and forget all about sealy
postrupedic technology, i would

definitely be that pet if you
had it in you to respect me for
what i am, then i was thinking
about other people dreaming your
dreams for you, it's never good
enough where other frameworks
impose their measurements on you,
if you're poor, they want you to

get a job, get off your ass, try
harder, if you're rich, you must
be abusing the poor, you must be
jaded, if you are prolific, you
must not have a life, if you're
happy, you could be happier if
you let go, if you let go, you
probably let go of the wrong

thing, there's this other thing
you have to learn to let go first,
if you're in the rat race, you
should relax, if you run a 10K,
you should go for a marathon,
if you're a couch potato, why
aren't you out playing ball, you
always have to be eggsactly

elsewhere in order to make them
happy, if you aim to make them
all happy, then you will be
miserable, if you can't control
it & you worry about it, then
you can't sleep at night, then
you're a fool, if you can't
control anything, you have to

cut for you can control your
own pain or pull the trigger
for you can control your own
death, i bet dead people go
round & round talking about
themselves like they're living,
how do you define nothing when
matter once created cannot

wrap itself around it? what
the fuck are you people talking
about? i get a high every day
just by staring into the sun
& glancing at the cloud formation
and you're walkin around trying
to provide happiness for me?
it is because of my happiness

that i get judged & labeled,
would you try to understand?