dedicated to all the funkers. fake the funk, and your nose will grow.
"a luscious bitch she is , true" "but it's not nice to fool mother nature" on the city streets we see the daily toil blend into the mush the crowd and try try to forget we die every minute in this story "in her neurotic attempt "to be queen of the universe" what is this drive toward domination everything in our culture is about control who to fuck who to love where to live it's all these strings that tug and even when we fight it the conditioning is so deep we fall into wells we didn't know existed become puppets who can't see whose hand to bite under spells cast from international monetary funds world banks loans, aid a trap a trap! you must think and do like the Westerner john wayne lives in our skulls shooting down the reds and the blacks and the greens "oh, if and when the laws of man" "is not just, equal and fair" "then the laws of nature will come and do her thing" even empires have upper limits they all fall for similar reasons groaning under their own weight as they take and take and take now the earth is screaming telling us to stop burning yearning for us to become her lover once again and some measure of balance "balance is my thing" "the sun the snow, wind and rain" "must come" take stock even out STOP BRAKE we need a new attitude totally granola and see each other as equal with the earth and not above her "we're just a biological speculation" "sittin' here, vibratin'" "and we don't know what we're vibratin' about" "and the animal instinct in me" "makes me wanna defend me" "it makes me want to live when it's time to die" do you see the point?