Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Not sure why I got so angry…revisionist history now

Yeah, sorry bout that. Did you read what he wrote? There was no question he was answering. No question was asked. I took umbrage and expressed myself childishly. Fittingly to his response.

Glad it’s not me
I just live here
Someone else pays the bills

Upon the first breath taken Beauty is our birthright Love is our language Spoken pure and true amongst us As the child upon the breast Hate is an impossibility How is it we are lost so completely Before Before even reaching “adulthood” We must needs better teachers Lost before even a chance of knowing

He doesn’t exist
They all believe the same
Your control
Benefits them all
Fight yourselves
While starving
It’s the beauty of the new
Slavery
Eaten up like treats to your dog
Spend more than you can afford
You will pay it off someday
When you are dead

As Here in my heart
We shall overcome

This boat sails ever onward
And the beauty can never be thwarted

You can’t be lost
Holding hands

Seemingly lost in purgatory
But holding the same twig of peace

It was me, but it came from you
We all sing the same songs

Pretty colors
So nice!
Business markets open
Happy to buy!
Thank you conglomerates
Otherwise I would starve!
I can’t catch no fish no how
Lovely world so small!

Love and potatoes

If it’s all to sell
We are all whores
Nothing is sacred
And fuck Jesus
Your truth is nothing
But a business plan
To expand markets

Commercials are antithetical
To purity of being
I am not but a user of goods
I am a being of god
Created in the image
Of life everlasting
A being of the infinite
Exalted upon self reflection

To know self is to know all
Om mani padme hum

You can’t control
What can’t be sold
It’s just how to build the bulwark
Against a society
That teaches everything
Has a price
How to build a fortress of self
Impenetrable to the
Teachings of greed

It’s simple
Their words have no meaning