Sunday, August 21, 2005
Its a hostile environment on fimilar grounds. Strange expressions on fimilar faces. Asylum full of strangers. Safe zone in purple and green.
Its a disgusting habitat. Which rears an ugly thing. It isn't a human. Yet it doesn't belong to remotely animalistic. It's just a thing. An It. Foul mouthed and violent-streaked, the
Ugly looking
Thing. It's a disgusting thing. I don't like it at all.
Besides the
Ugly Thing, there's a
Stupid Bitch. Stupid is descriptive here. Literally Stupid. So stupid I don't know what goes on in the head. Maybe monetary values. Maybe warped reality. Its a madness borne of twisted logic. Nothing gets across. Nothing sinks in. Only that set of values which nobody agrees. Not that no corrections been put forward. The unfortunate interpreter shot down repeatedly.
Now there's another
Grisly Nut bunking in. Who has another system of beliefs and crazy ways. Its relatively milder than the former. But still excruxiatingly tedious. It's not a task to talk properly to it. Its a feat to even talk at all. It goes on and on about its self logic. Its all a hypocrisy churning its way out of that mouthpiece.
All these I put up in a place called family.
2:15 PM