Souvenirs from Violentia

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6:00 AM in the morning: I can’t sleep anymore; the dawn is nothing, the clouds throw bucketfuls of cheap eau de cologne on the sidewalks.
There is a slight haze that starts rising from the ocean and covers my street now, the light of the corner penetrates it, like the phantom of all my possible past days is penetrated by my anguish: my socialdemocrat street.

It was told to us that the correct equation was if A=B, doesn’t mean B=C. It was taught to us.
It was taught to us that this country is big, and that has a freedom, intrinsc in the nature of its peoples, and that everyone is equal.

The days that I didn’t use, the days in blank; those will fulminate me in the end.
Everything’s in vain, everything’s futile: the utter futility of the human fear has turned this place into a toilet.

We learnt wrong, learnt everything wrong, we have to un-learn, we have to learn everything again: we have to wash our minds, clean them from any society’s influence: we have to be our own school and our own society ourselves.

Millions of wrong data stored in our brains are sending us towards the abyss, the collapse of a society built on the idiocy.
Because there is no real liberty [inside of us]
Because the democracy it’s a farce, a fallacy that nobody respects deep inside.
We are hypocrites; deep inside we only want ourselves to win: the supremacy.
We are hypocrites; everybody’s a rightwinged pig.

The basic instincts of the animal-man still dominate us, we lie, we just trust the reactionary and the fascist as the really trustworthy to lead our lives: we cannot help it.
Because our animal instincts are stronger than our reason.

We are all racists, we are all xenophobes; it is our animal fear for the different [and don’t realise that the different is us].
So we won’t purify our existences and have peace of mind until we accept all of our own obscure angles.
We won’t be free until we unleash all of our venom and our attavic fears and hates.
Until we shout them out loud and show them, carelessly, as the animals do.

To be rational humans we have to be irrational animals, first.
Face every thing that is inside of us, instead of hide it.
And then, realise, about wrong and right.

And choose: “with the ineffable determination of the divine”.

It is the “divine” in us: the man is divine if he can [conceive it].
Conceive himself as divine: the only animal capable to conceive himself as divine.
There is a difference between to conceive and to imagine.
As there is a difference between to plan and to dream.

On the contrary we will keep on being mechanical.
Mechanical animals.

Animals that obey blindly to random patterns, while dream.
Instead of projecting their own patterns, while conceive.
I hate all that is law, and I am willing to break it asunder.
I hate all that is un-love, cold and un-violent.
Hypocrites, bastard hypocritical swine: traitors of their own law.
Why do I hate all your laws, society and all that they represent, and I hate you too?
Cow.
Europe & America are an obsolete, decadent bullshit; it are the butt of a 105 year old woman; a miniature plastic garden full of retards; the herd and its gregarious spirit is what has created a misanthropist out of me.


It’s 6:00 AM in the morning.
The dawn is nothing.
But a every time thicker haze rising from the ocean, covering my street.





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