| In the world I see Were stalking elk through the damp canyon forest, around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. We wear leather clothing that will last us the rest of our lives. We'll climb the vines that wrap the Sears Tower and when we look down, we'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty carpool lane of some abandoned superhighway. Everything we have will be gone. Do you know what a duvet is? if you say a comforter ur close? It's just a blanket. Why do guys like me know what a duvet is? Is this essential to my survival in the hunter- gatherer sense of the word? No! What are we then? Were consumers, thats Right. We are by-products of a lifestyle obsession. Murder, crime, poverty-- these things dont consern us. What conserns us are celebrity magazines, television with 500 fuckin channels, some guys name on our underwear. Rogaine, Viagra, Olestra. Its all goin down man, so fuck off with our sofa units and strinne green stripe patterns. I say never be complete. I say stop being perfect. I say lets...lets evolve. Let the chips fall where they may. But thats me i could be wrong who knows. I do know that the things you own end up owning you, remember that. Back n the day when id come home pissed off and depressed I'd clean my room or hit my heavy bag, I dont even care ne more, I should be worring about school, work, girls, and dance but Im not. Im ready to hit rock bottom.I have started to see things differently, every where i go i size things up. I feel sorry for guys packed into gyms, tryin to look like how Calvin Klein, or how Tommy Hilfgure said they should, how women want them to be. Thats not a man, haha self improvement is masterbation and self descruction. Who wants to take care of themselves for some1 else? Not me, i do it for myself and myself only. im done. -Mat- |
