ajinoz

people aren't ready for me. they also aren't ready for most of you. they're not. We were born before our time. All of these slaves marching off to there offices with lukewarm coffee and a tattered briefcase have no clue who or what we are. We have cast off the shackles of conformity and embraced life for the adventure it is. beautiful, infinite, and for the brave. i've long ago disregarded what i was taught and now i embrace what i've learned. People spend all of their lives conforming to the bullshit the bourgeoise have been force feeding them since birth. they are born, they conform, work, and then die never having viewed the full spectrum of life's beauty. I refuse to play that silly game and for my efforts i'm an outcast. I'm a freak, a deviant. I don't fit into their little world of cubicles and selfishness and so i'm shunned. It's not my fault. It's not my fault that i'm smart, spiritual, and creative. I was just placed on a planet that wasn't evolved enough to get it. motherfuckers aint ready.