Damn commies!

Twisted minds, feed the faith, sending dreams and mimes of unwanted needs.
filling heads with false joy, protection from nothing, forever fearful and faithful to greedy fiends.

Cheers =]

what works inside, is very mechanical. never stopping, never slowing down, clean and smelling of gasoline, the fuel never on empty. keeps burning, just burning, churning out thoughts and images of things seen, unseen.

sally, is that soup ready yet?

what is this? this new world? what do i see, i see black, with lines, dark colors, sophisticated symbols. maybe here, things inside, set straight and re-aligned. buttons will mash, colors will fly, crazy thoughts, inane babble and written fault all, to be seen and well cached. listen now, and listen well, here i am, and here ill be, take it in as i make it out, its yours to see and mine to explain.

Cheers = ]