Stop pretending.
Say it all.
Fuck them.
Fuck the goverment.
Do learn to love. Dont leave old friends/toys on the dusty broken shelf. Think about yourself. Look at where you are headed. Discover a new hidden being. Bloosum in hard weather and show to others that when tough comes tough you can pull through without the aid of a god who doesnt exist. Begin to relax. Relax untill death. Dont do do drugs. Dont trust doctors. Trust strangers with your life. Grow a beard and swear and piss yourself whilst smoking a joint rolled by santas porno elves. Stuff yourself with useless information untill you puke poetry out of your ears. Wonder what lies beneath. I dare you, go on and have a look.
I strongly advise you not to join the police force. Get a hair cut and in rturn cut the hair cutters hair. Carve a bowl out of the tree and the eat the tree to hide the evidence. Show each other how to live and begin your story about the end but "dont forget to remeber, the devils got pills in his eyes". Wear long dresses if you are male and streak at your aunts tea party.
The goverment doesnt speak for me. Speak easy. Speak french. Maybe Irish even Russian. Have choices. Dont forget about old friends. Have a cigar/drink every full moon. Do cry and show emotion. Fill every page of life with each thought. Fill a window that is bare, with your heart felt hopes, so that the public can see the true meaning of average life.
Carina McClure
28th December 2003