funeral seed

[jkohn]

Bloated and greasy rodents plod timid steps over the molded planks of dilapidated wood, bobbing tenderly on a sea of filmy muck churned water. Below the water lies the inoculated fissure of filth, emenating the building blocks of this loveless and all together tepid solemnity to be found above. It boils in an inexhaustible pot, of which the endless rotten fruits of creation are constantly cooked and churned. How then are the ingredients and tools of such an ironic life affirming meal brought to its stink hued fruition? And by what unsavory design is such a savage recipe concocted for that black banquet where the death slaked jaws of life salivate in earnest? Regardless the nature of the pernicious spawn of existance, one empircal element is constant, one tradition is constant. The condition of these rats infested with the lice of morality clinging desperately to the planks of an ever elusive redeemer. Crawling over each other in an orgy of phsychic murder towards the heights of an illustrious and in-accesible heaven. The redeemer lies below, in that fissure of emenation and origin. If only a collective attack of spiritually charged violence, to entice the ignorant rodent race to release the gangerous planks of a failed dream, and failed civilization, and drown itself into the cold abyss of bliss, ironically opaque and lying just beyond their reach could be surmounted. Their pallid carcass fertilizing the land with hope for future generations to not paw at the improbable precipieces of heavenly divine folly, whose illusionary road is laden with gold and scattered with blood stained gadgets. To not automate a process of obtrusive and cosmologically chauvanistic validation of their own excistence. To not murmour timid prophecies of hope filled doom in a wishful effort to end an agonizing maze of obssesive and opportunistic rebirth. To not flail childishly in the myriad of enmeshed dogmas, and pragmatic laws of the so called 'affirmations of the physche'. To accept the suffering and darkness of a long overdue release into the overture of imminent coagulation upon the spiritual lungs of all rats everywhere, and the conflagration ignited upon the heart and soul of an empty and dying rodent race.


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