This is the other crap
a neo-punk explosion of merde, bowing down to alfred jary's bike, payinghomage to pere ubu. 
there's rough edges..In the perfect world of commercial tv, everythingis perfect, slick. Perfect lighting, perfectly exposed shots, clinicallymanufactured responses and emotions..There is no despair , no suicide, no depression..
Ambitious bimbos and jocks with stars in their eyes.
How come i am having a panic attack...How come i feel isolatedand alone..Approximation of emotion, nothing is sacred, everything is sacred..
Post-DEcadent art recognises that you are thinking your own thoughts,processingand evaluating  your own emotionsI do not have to live my life vicariously thru soap operas, Dawson.
Wannabe Richard Carlton's dreaming of doing the weather on TV.I can experience it directly and unfiltered ..my joy is ecstatic, I'm consumed by passion..
post-DEcadent artistswonder why the universe is so complex.How come i can see??How come the universe is so organised.
How did it come intobeing ??

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