weary fingers worked to the bone
as another cog continues to turn within this bleeding machine
opening eyes to another's century-old dying dreams
the stark realization of the unforeseen
torching the mass produced hives emancipates the enslaved
but will the scrambled convalescing worker drones be too content to fly away
exchanging the precious grains within the hour glass
for crimson fist-fulls of pastel verdine masonic greed
hypnotized by the capitalistic brainwashed desires,
prosthetic needs, rheumatic deformities
breeding an apathetic world who's occupant's conspire
betrayals gravitating towards meaningless successsion along the corporate chairs
force-fed images of suburbia's fairy tales
complete with the flawlessly narcissistic supermodel inhabitants
the preprogrammed suicidal inclinations
join the looming feelings of social inadequacy
accompanying the bulimic casualties
insatiable members of an improbable utopian culture
bent on torturing themselves merely for the false promises of perfection
alleviate the symptoms, never the cause
perpetuate the systems of suppression
absinthely forget the prescribed pain with the dispensed nerve deadening medication
willing participants of the misery will smilingly share their suffering
subjects of constraining submission to the exhausting drudgery
corporate apathy reaches acceptability as we are all strangled into wage slavery
vitality steadily marches its way to the gallows upon embracing this empty security for the ease of conformity
meanwhile the vampiric gears grind to autonomy as each drop of life is siphoned away one shift at a time -- Cast From Eden











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By the pricking of my thumbs,
something wicked this way comes....
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Groundfrost
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bernie
I see you added me to your list, many thanks.
Your ID reminds me of a character from the movi Cutthroat Island (not sure if you'd care for an adventure/pirate movie, but hey, it was done really well)
his name was Mr. Blair, he had crazy facial tattoos like that, really neat idea.
take it easy
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