theis is a letter to all those who lust.
to all thses who yern undescribably.
to the helpless minions of flesh and fury.
let not the words swarming around your vacint head guide you into he septic tank of social empaction.
A festering pile of preprogramed wants and needs emplansted desires for all these goods and one track oddities.
it seems we have become cattle, strung up on soiled hooks on display at this twisted meat market.
Everone trying to get a piece.
Hypocratic dievient immoral vermine!! And we lovewhat we grown into.
Free to love and love, lust and die.
Take in your alchole do your drus and sell yourself for a little more.
Whores.
I do not meat to discourage you from your earthly deeds, I encourage them at the fullest.
I myself would love to give your the needle to inject.
We be mearly the animals in control trampeding into oblivion.
Enjoy.
