Crowd pleasing…

All you can do to bury yourself. Deep in ones own self preservation. Self sucking. Grandeur. Keep going. Crushed by the insta-cart karma sacs of natures own free will. Imminent harm. Impending sentences. Justified un-wellness chambers. Oceanic eternal depths. Expanses of blinded clarity. Bitter syrupy blackness. Un-balanced. Deranged in ones own heaven and hell.

Stewing in everybody else’s absolute wrongdoings. Enjoy where you are. Enjoy who you are. Enjoy your company. Cold surfaces. Pathological waste. Evolved to survive but only so far…