Between Angels and Insects

I'm sick of this. Sick of the distance between us, the bars that the "people of the state"  have put up between her and I. All because they lost money. That's really what all this is about. People need money to buy the things to make themselves feel like they're worth something. I love her, I hate money. That's not normal for these people, so they separate us. Who gave them that power? Who decided that Judge Smiley can choose whether or not two people can be together. I hope they pay you people working legal jobs well. Because in the end, you're worth just as much as that little piece of green and yellow paper; NOTHING. You lead meaningless lives in which your whole goal is to make as much money as possible because you have been conditioned to love money. You may have a person that you think you love, but not more that your money. You'd rather go to work every day of your pathetic, worthless lives, instead of doing something to change the country's dependence of money. If I could, I'd burn it all. Set every dollar bill ablaze in front of you. Destroy all the presses that make coins and cash, demolish all the banks and buildings dedicated to the Almighty Dollar. Get back to trading rocks and beads or some shit tha EVERYONE can get for free. "Oh well if everyone can get it then why is it valuable?" Can't everyone in the country get cash or change in some way? Why is it valuable if millions are produced everyday? Why waste your life in pursuit of a piece of paper, spend it searching for happiness in more practical things than cash. Instead of paying for things, why don't we just take them? "Because we don't want to get locked up." So you don't do what you could, and possibly want to, be doing out of fear of imprisonment. Well then you're already living in a prison. You're exactly how they want you to be. A compliant little ant to move where they place the food and to panic when they tap the glass (ant farms). Stand up for yourselves. Don't let some people tell you what to do just because they sit in a big chair in a big building. Our ancestors didn't take shit from their government. When the taxes and prices were too high, they rebelled. If they could see us now, they'd beat the shit out of every single one of us that is not actively trying to free ourselves, then they'd kill themselves out of disappointment. Even after that, you people wouldn't change. You can't change. You are pathetic, worthless, dependant, and you have no desire to make this country what it should be.
The Song of The Day is Between Angels and Insects by Papa Roach. What's yours?

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Between Angels and Insects

I hate money. Have I ever mentioned that? It serves fucking no purpose other to make the rich feel good about themselves and turn the poor towards suicide. Really, you need the money to buy the stuff to give you a semblance of happiness. You need the money to buy food to support yourself. Is that how it should be? Should people suffer hunger and unhappiness just because of a piece of paper? Now the more argumentative of you will bitch and moan about how a monetary system gives us reason to work and helps us to maintain social order. Well call me a fucking communist then because I believe that's the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard. This country doesn't need cash to solve it's problems, it needs smarter people. Hell, the whole fucking world just needs to get smarter. The Song of The Day is Between Angels and Insects. This is one song that gets the fucking idea. This one and 1 Trillion Dollar$ by Anti-Flag (featured in a previous, much older post). I hate money, and I hate what it does to us. People are gunned down every day just for the couple bucks that they may or may not have on them. People go homeless because they can't afford to stay in a house or apartment. What happened to humanity? There are no records that the cavemen had any form of economy, and they seemed to get along just fine. "Oh well it was a simpler time then, they didn't have the technology that we do now." Oh so this is all because of our fancy sleek machines? No, no it's not. This is because people have to have something in exchange. Nobody does anything out of the kindness of their heart anymore, or to genuinely help their fellow human beings. Not even all these supposed "non-profit charity organizations". It's all corporate bullshit. Someone somewhere in that company is making hundreds of thousands of dollars that they don't fucking need. The only reason we think we need money and all of these nice things is because the whole fucking world is insecure. You, me, your neighbor, President Obama, Congress (and every fucking oil baron in it), even the people you look up to. Whether or not any of us realize it, we're being played, and it's not a very fun game. We get caught in this infinite loop, like playing tag with three-people-no-tagbacks. Just when we think we've spent enough money to feel good about what we have, something better comes out. Then you've got to work more to replace something you just bought, just so that you're not insecure about having last weeks model. All of us just need to grow the fuck up and get over ourselves.
Readers, what's your song of the day?

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Getting Away With Murder

It's not that hard. Getting away with murder. Not saying that I've done it before, but I know enough about it. There's a science to it. You don't ever need to worry about "how am I going to kill this person?." It's "What do I do with the body, weapon, and crime scene?." Now I'm not encouraging that you go off and practice this theory, and the only reason my Song of The Day is Getting Away With Murder by Papa Roach is because I live with an unstable threatening asshole that has the God-Complex stick shoved so far up his ass you can see it poking out of the top of his skull. Before I go any further on that note, let me point out a fucking retarded ass law made up by politicians that grew up sucking on their mother's money-tit. It's called "Corporal Punishment", y'know the extremely controversial law that basically says you can brutalize anybody in your house under 18 to whatever extent and any way you want just so long as they can still breathe and still walk afterwards, and if they try to defend themselves you can have them thrown in jail for assault? I'm sure you'll remember it now. But this asshole I'm forced to call my step"father" (as if he's any sort of father figure) threatened my 13 year old sister with it yesterday. Now that, that's just pushing me a little too close to the edge right now, and with the situation I'm in you really don't want me to go over the edge. I'm a guy with no future, no hope, and no family. All I've got right now is Rocket and my music, and those are the two things I'm going to hold on two for as long as I can. But with every threat he's ever made, every time he's told my mother that he's going to kill me, every time he's threatened mine and my sister's lives, every time he's hit on other women while I'm with him and he knows he's fucking married. There are people in this world that deserve to die Readers, but you'll notice they almost always outlive the good people in the world that try to get along with others, that want to help people and make this shithole of a planet a better place. So I propose a new law, as a counter to their Corporal "Punishment" (or the beat the shit out of your kids however long you want law). This new law would be one that says if some douche bag is terrorizing your family and threatening your lives, you have legal authority to tie him down, torture the motherfucker until he begs you to kill him, then give him a pair of cement shoes and drop him in the fucking ocean. And the government will pay for all materials used as a way of apologizing to you for having to deal with this asshole for so long. I like my law better. I'd feel so much better afterwards. But with the way things currently are, I can't kill him. No matter what service I'd be doing the world, I CAN'T do it. I mean me, as a person, could not kill him. Only strictly because I couldn't get away with it, and because I'll never have enough money to hire a professional killer (joking! for all the feds watching this, track my email and I'll give you his name, rank, and current address. Conspiracy to commit murder applies to years of words coming out of his mouth, and if I can't have personal justice, maybe you can help me.)
Readers, what's your song of the day?

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Scars

How do you help somebody when they refuse to try and help themselves? You can't. And when you try, they might misinterpret what you're doing. You tear your heart open to help these people, and they don't even try to help you stitch the wound. You're stuck sewing yourself shut. Which is more painful emotionally than it should be if you like the person you're trying to help. Even when you can't help them fix themselves, you can at least say you tried. If you're like me, this happens a LOT. So take my example, and the example of the song. Get shit drunk, and stop caring,and move on with your own life. On this note I'd like to point out that the Sadie Hawkins Dance at our school is coming up if any of you F-dub bastards are reading this, and I want to know what you predict your valentines day song to be. Song of the day is Scars by Papa Roach

As usual readers, what is your song of the day?

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