make jelly not peanut butter, eat love and war sangwiches

beneath all this television and money and medication and war and consumption and sex and quantum physics and social networks there is a task that we were put here for... Made for. An urge that compells us to rebell agianst everything that we have become. An urge to dance to the heart beat of a creature that birthed us. An urge to die. An urge to creat and protect. You have all misplaced your urge.

welcome to earth here is your complemintary soul and a weak and fragile body. Now remember you are not your body, but the things you do with it. Enjoy your stay on planet earth.

cellphone cellphone cellphone oh when will babies be born with cellphones verizon oh great god of comunication decimator of languages pleas grant my one wish that all humans from this day forward be born into slavery with a single cunsuming mind.