How did Mick Jagger lost his Satisfaction one evening in a hotel room! Back then, music was a form of protest, a clear resistance against the man in power and made a woman’s body a new planet to explore, to discover. As for the other side, they planted the seeds of absurdity. All the absurd shit that the yesterday man was experiencing in the past grew today to humongous proportions. Why the fuck do we need pearly white shirts? He sings. Some schmuck selling detergent thinks that all our white shirts need his help. Ridiculous standards or a lady signer who cries herself into a profound state repeating the word umbrella, are the kind of cheap, useless sensations that can deviate One into stupidity. Dare to call me a fool or something else you think I am, out of spite or just because I am. Ten others would like to join in and their numbers will grow every day. Like sheep, they will overrun my perimeter and I’m in danger to blend in. This world is simplifying everything. Simpler it’s not a bad thing but brains are hungry for challenges, for words, for love. Insults are not sophisticated anymore and that’s because Simplification keeps writing better codes.
There are a hundred schmucks today who want to wash my white shirt, in a precise technological order, I tell ya. My life is ridiculous simpler now. Thousand of products are made just for me to use 24 h a day, sleep included. Why the fuck would I need a fork with batteries that can roll up my spaghetti? The best way I would describe the world today is to write a hundred pages book repeating only one word: money! It’s easy. You bypass the brain and stick the electric fork in your dick. Only then you can wash your stupid shirt until fantastically white.
The heart is a desert, the skull a fountain, the spirit has a tie, logic has more sides, old men must die, the shirt is pearly white, the hair… don’t get me there, the beast inside died lives ago. Of course it’s not all lost but if you’re perfect, I am not. Go ahead and fill up your skull with two guitar tabs and call it deep, cry and understand the meaning of your fucking life. Dum-dum, dum-dum, dum-d…
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