Today is too cliché. But it's still today. Today we think about this hipocrit season, where everybody loves eachother, and nobody. I don't know what people stand for anymore. Dictatorships are thrown down, new kingdoms rise. But kingdoms are not a totalitarianism expression? Dictatorships are now in disguise, and they draw our attentions to things like gay marriage, or death penalty, or terrorism, so that WE - the people - do not understand what the fuck is goin' on. The thing is 'bub... We know EXACLY what the fuck is goin' on. Don't think the writers do not feel the crisis, we feel it like everyone else, and we don't forget it as we pour the last drop of whiskey into our glasses, nor the first. We don't forget also that there are people starvin' in the world, and others get morbidly obese through the years. This shit is insane, this 'Unhuman Race' is disgusting.
I'm writing this shit mainly because of this season... Christmas. Baby Jesus borns, Man Jesus dies. Christianity is the most powerful conductive link in the world. Galileo discovered this shit we step on and destroy everyday is round. The fuckin church ''advised him'' to seek other facts. And so on. The main point in this dissertation is - YOU CAN'T KILL A FUCKIN IDEAL. You can't. Fuck you if you want to. The human race is an endangered species. Nobody's human anymore. Nobody. Whether you're a robot, or a comunist. Never in between. And this my friends, is called - the love slaughter. Dictators want... to kill... love. But us, intelligent sensitive men, will not let these fuckers do so. Because you can't kill an ideal motherfuckers. You can't. You won't.
Some children in the world laught when they see water, some of your shitty kids laugh when they see a fuckin' xbox. It's also in your hands to spread the word to your kids, so' they won't become fuckin morons. As an atheist I believe in the human race more than ever. We're few, but we will resist, and we will convert this bunch of fucking hipocrit-unhuman-assholes, into human beings. As long as LOVE exists, we will prevail.
Yours truly,
Nathan Vendetta.
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