It was a fleeting moment that separated us from the social struggle. An army of streetlights careened into the pressures of having to guide the way before someone realized they stepped in front of themselves. It's common blitz for a stand-in candle along technologies outpost. It has the way of surmounting the previous antique before the elder believes it is obsolete. What a glorious epiphany when all you have going for you is what you had going for you. They pay no retirement because you didn't start at a young age understanding the future disposition laid before you. Who writes that kind of blueprint for humanity and technology alike? A guess it’s the thought is laden with the impermissible idea that it should be there all along. A hereditary trait if the model before you was smart enough to pick up on the stench of changing times. Is that what makes people feel useless? The disregard of the fact until it's too late and you end up on a tobacco advertisement brandishing the swollen face and the yellow teeth? It's always too late to pick up on the biggest littlest signs right in front of you. We like to step forward even though there is literal shit to step on and in front of. It is a psycho patriotic trait dug up from the fathers our past bestowed upon us. Oooorrr....is it a fallacy we tell ourselves because we are tired of blaming someone else other than ourselves? It's always both. You can't live in a dualistic society and expect the blame to be on a singularity; of course it's not that simple. If it was I would have been
You may ask yourself over and over what compells one to do such things. What causes the nature of males to squeeze their nipples. One might say it's the lack of attention. Clearly homo erectus in the background is attentive enough by covering a hardon with his blanket. And others may deduce that the simple yet unknown powers of black rimmed glasses could delineate any sense of right action. Here is a prime example of one...or two that are so comfortable to take such an atrocity of a picture they don't care that a free ginker is going to say what I'm about to say about the both of them. If I ever so much as come in the proximity of either of these two children I will do something to them that Jarvis down the street wouldn't do to a farm animal. I'd skull fuck the brain matter into oblivion so that it reaches beyond quantum computation and materializes into an enormous asteroid bound for Earth. A big giant one that would destroy all of human life except for small rodents so something else can evolve into the super species and take another picture of itself twisting tittie and another life form can thus skull fuck beyond the beyond.
