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Proud of my race?
Proud of the color of the semen that met the egg?
The more you speak the more I know you’re wrong
Opinion makes up about as much fact as guessing the number in my head
Not even close! It’s my lone middle finger extended in your face
May as well be proud as the country that wiggling zygote met the egg
Oh wait…let me guess…I should be proud of that too?
The more you speak the more I know you’re wrong
Opinion makes up about as much fact as guessing the number in my head
Wrong again!
So close! Both my middle fingers standing in salute to your willful ignorance
Did you have to go to asshole school?
To earn your doctrine in apathy?
We’re all the same beings on Starship Earth
Proud of my race?
Proud of what color shows when light hits my skin?
Peel it all off and we’re all blood red
Proud of my birth?
Proud of my skin?
Proud of my birthplace?
Uhhhh yeah my parents fucked…well okay, I’m proud
Your parents fucked too
And their parents
And their parents
So many generations of people
Worked to the bone
Dead and gone
To produce you
And you want to say all odd their lives
All of their accomplishments
All of their sacrifice
Is the peak of your life goals?
What a waste of time and space
There’s no place for me here
My rounded curves getting cut by the jagged edges of your pieces
Every moment I’m here, I bleed
This isn’t my time to shine
My Photalgia driving stardom’s spotlight spikes deep into my mind’s eye
Every moment im here, I’m blind
I am now able to create custom cut vinyl stickers, as small as you like, up to 8.5×11″!
I made the example stickers for shipping my own products, but 10 sheets of stickers for $5 shipped!
Really though, you can even have more than one color 😉 Please message for Custom designs or to review available pre-made images!
Born Against is a 10 tracked roller coaster through the lightest and darkest reaches of the human heart, mind and soul. With peaks of energy in murder at the bingo hall and 24k casket, dredging through the revenge soaked depths of drop for every hour and better ways to fry a fish. The introspective, yet perspective view from different anymore, quiet as a rat, shadow and another man’s grave. End capped with the emotional plumbing of small stones and letter from death row. Amigo continues to explore not just the previously mentioned parts of human existence, But also he explores new ranges in vocals, instruments, effects and word party that shows he’s only begun to scratch the surface of his potential.
There’s no place for me here
My rounded curves getting cut by the jagged edges of your pieces
Every moment I’m here, I bleed
This isn’t my time to shine
My Photalgia driving stardom’s spotlight spikes deep into my mind’s eye
Every moment im here, I’m blind
While I have a variety of designs, of all types, I’m picking a place and starting there.
These can be modified and printed to suit your needs, whether with different color range or onto any media you might need from 4×6 to 13×19 in dimension and from thin paper glossy to cotton canvas thick matte.
Please reach out via Facebook messenger and I’ll be glad to guide you to the best design and media for your needs.
Considering that we’re all consumers
At some level we take in and excrete
Within every moment of existence
That does not mean we’re all users
Users consume without the excretion
Without giving back
Taking is all consuming and drives every decision
Leads every avenue to the same dead end
Well all paths lead to death no matter which turn you take
Yet not all of them have to be made up of taking
Taking choices from other people
Taking their time to make sure that every action
Leads to their perceived benefit
To the point of their using becoming addiction
An addiction that is the only thing
That provides them with the positive feedback
The only neural stimuli that feels like pleasure
Dopamine producing abuse of the people around them
Whether doing so to fill their perceived inner hole with
Drugs
Manipulation
Avoidance
Programming themselves to that these things are the goal their brains seek
Anything to fill that high
To bring themselves to that level that can only be achieved by this imaginary state
A construction designed to override judgment and decision-making
No longer are the cries of their children heard
No longer can they feel their knuckles as their fists find flesh
No longer do they taste the blood after they’ve bitten their tongue in convulsion
No longer do they smell their own shit as they die
Adding to reality only pain, fear and death
Maybe you just missed it
Maybe you don’t care
But the car is gone
All that’s left are sport utilities
Driving Oxygen down
Global Temps are on the rise
You’ll be riding higher and higher
While truck sales keep going up
You can down size me
Why be so complacent
Where’s your empathy
Your green thumb is black
Environmental hypocrisy
Impact going up
In step with respiratory distress
Takes more energy to drive and drive
You keep buying them up
You can down size me
More mass takes
More energy to move
You really need to use that much space?
No you just want to take it up
You really care about our place?
Take your mask off and show your true face
I know I’ll never get it
I’m just spitting air
Whining about our mass suicide
I should ride a bicycle
On 250 mics of LSD
It’s just a ride just a ride
Our grandchildren’s grandchildren
May have to buy air to survive
Fine, you keep taking up more space
I will continue to choose to down size
Don’t like my sounds
Don’t like my voice
Here’s a plastic bag
Secure it over your head
You’ll never have to hear my words again
Want some help?
Won’t help me up
Won’t hear me out
Here’s a rubberband
Secure that bag tight
Anything to help you not have to interact with me again
My thoughts have meaning
My expression is not for naught
My feelings are valuable
Your pretending to care then dismissing all that’s me?
Fuck all the way off