14 January 2010

> Top dollar for shit

Those fucking piece of shit garbage objects! You just can't use nanotechnology with your hands and do the objects you need! You die or you use them! They want to be smart and live, look at me, I'm a living object, I'm the engine of life, take me in your soul and love me, I breed goodness in you, but they're just fucking substances, cut to pieces with shit for nothing inside! Fucking hate it, I can't break everything to pieces and stomp my foot in it's neck and kill it and kill it, coz I need it to live with it and not die. Just kill it and massacre it's factories, nail it's makers to the floor and shoot them in the head but before perforate them and crush their internal organs. And blow up their factories and bulldoze them to the pieces in the ground and pour napalm into it and blow it to fucking pieces and burn it day after day for all eternity in hell every week and every month. Just selling to me shit that's alive but's not alive, it's not intelligent, it's not following a plan of intelligence, the carcass has the ripples of life, but then they continue in some object that's not supposed to have the same properties, and no intelligent design ripples further in what should be if it were life, but it's just nothing, because the fucking designer is a mad starved hungry poor shit stupid mother fucker that just doesn't want to learn and do the right thing for the same amount of cost, because he thinks he's so fucking up there, so fixed up, so settled with his fucking meaningless job and stupid cunt wife that's ugly like a pig but he sees her like a model in the magazines that they read, because they afford that new level of life because they're so intelligent and got those good jobs and shitty stupid as fuck friends that can't have the slightest rocking orgy without drunking themselves to a stone and lightening themselves up with pot, the worming unwiped ass fucking fucks, pigs, animals, cows in the road of progress, they think they're so smart, watching those fucking series movies on TV and crying their inner child to sleep, going on vacations and seeing the sights, guided by paid people, taking pictures of their demented smiles laughing it off and twisting words in the middle of nature, with electric cables in their pictures and their fucking tents, where they fuck with sexual intercourse at the breast of mother nature enjoying the money they do while cunt-whoring themselves to their bosses who tell them to create the next big thing in their shitty market competition, advertising the shit they create out of their meaningless lives with the same half assed mechanisms they brain deadly follow at creating them, the worthless fucks... the fucking cunts that breed infected life into my veins pumping in my head, smearing all over my brain the insipid shallow stupid design that imitates biological life intelligence, schizophrenic traits that feed mangled monads, primordial mathematical structures to my cognition, continuously creating life that could not live, material existence that would crush in itself back to oblivion, unable to sustain itself as physical existence, smearing my perception, filling everything they can sell to with their shit, their worthless incompetent shit, the fucking losers, the fucking goddamned losers that nobody crushes down, nobody educates, all the fucking mighty elite isn't capable of doing swift shit of those fucking infinite herds of losers that eat and shit all the resources all over the place, god fucking damn them to hell I hate them