DIARY OF A THOUGHT CONTINUES
So the cough stays
The cough is not going away
Not going away at all
Not going away ever
Nazar lug ghai haiy kisi ki
Yeh to purani bat haiy
You need to do something
Diseases are coming in droves
This one?
That one?
Maybe this one?
Maybe that one?
People wish all kinds of illnessess on others
Others they don't like
Others they are jealous of
Somehow the others who don't fit in their color or something
Why can't you put the bazar back on them?
Nazar is on them any way
I don't need to put it on them
They have no talent at all
All she does is show her boobs
Well thats a talent in itself
Boobs sell tickets
But she doesn't have great boobs
She thinks she does
Thats why she shows them
But they are sagging
She doesn't know that
She only knows that boobs sell
But not sagging boobs
She should go and get fixed
And he..
He is so ugly
So, so, so ugly
Ugly people shouldn't be on stage
Or there should be in the dark
But they light themselves very well
They don't know that they are ugly
How could that be possible?
They have to know
Ugliness shines brighter than all the stars
They know but they don't care
They just don't care
They are shameless
And they chase young girls like dogs
And all those young girls are harlots
They want a free meal
Free meal is very charming in the richest country of the World
"You can chase me you old fart but buy me dinner with vodka or whatever
Oh! how disgusting
They are disgusting
Drooling, drooling, really drooling over anything that can walk
'You disgust me."
"You disgust me"
"You disgust me"
You dog, your drooling and the young whore
Not even sexy
Not even smart
You have to be one or the other
Why is he drooling over her?
Because he is a dog
Dogs drool over anything
Oh! how disgusting
Since I hate dogs
How can I tolerate drooling dogs?
So many dogs
So many dogs in the park
And so many dogs on stage
And so many dogs backstage
Full of dogs
Who can't act
They are not there to act
They are there to drool over...whatever
They are dogs
Didn't you know that?
And the young ugly things are prostitutes
So they think they are at a brothel
And what do people do in brothels?
Well you know
I don't have to spell it out
Well their drooling caused me a fit of coughing
Disgusting fit of coughing
Coughing day and night after watching them in the brothel
All are Hue heifersAnd all the bitches are bunnies
bunnies who like a free meal
But why are they in theater?
Because thats where she shows her boobs
To get the dogs attracted
So she can go for a free meal after
She is going to be very fat soon
Her boobs will hang to her knees
And no free meals after that
The dog will chase some one else's boobs
But why all this is giving me fits of coughing?
Coughing going on all day and all night
Fits of coughing...
After watching the dog chasing the boobs
And the boobs chasing the dog for a free meal....
Fits of coughing after all that
Why?
Were you going to throw up while you were watching the dog and the boobs?
Yes, I was going to throw up but I controlled it
Why the hell did you control it?
You should have vomited right away after you watched the chase the first time
Sure you should have vomited to clear your throat
Since you resisted vomiting all that has stuck inside your throat giving you this horrible cough
Cough day and night
Night and day
You should have vomited
Now the vomit is stuck in your throat while the dog is still chasing and drooling
And the boobs are still stuffing herself with the free meal
And vomit is stuck in your throat
What a silly goose you are
You should have vomited on her boobs
You should have vomited on the dogs tail
Your throat would have been so clear
No cough at all
Next time a dog comes your way on stage under the light
Chasing a whore's boobs just get up, go on stage and vomit on them
Just vomit and take care of your health
You missed the chance
Doga nd the boobs are out of sight
And you can't vomit on them
And vomiting on them was the only treatment for your cough
Now God bless you and your cough
The cough is going to stay for a while
But at least you know what to do next time
Vomit on the whore's boobs and on the dog running after the boobs...
And there will be no cough at all
Not at all...
Now go to the doctor and spend a lot of money
While just the vomit would have taken care of it...
Why don't you learn for heaven's sake
Learn to vomit on dogs and whores and don't let it bother you....
Now keep coughing
Its your fault
You don't learn...
Do you?
Repeat the same shit over and over and over...
The moment you get your chance to take care of the abuse
Take an action
If you don't
Permanent cough will be the answer..
Go ahead cough now...
Go on....cough baby cough while the boobs eats her free meal
And the dog drools and drools and drools.....
Friday, December 21, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
DIARY OF A THOUGHT
Thoughts have been so scattered
But arnt' thoughts for scattering?
They go haywire when need to be composed
Like a human in rage...
How many times have I reminded you to be reserved and distanced?
"Cold" you mean?
Yes, thats what I mean
Not possible
How come?
Thoughts are too hot to be distanced
Heat is dangerous
For whom?
I don't know
You need to know
The heat is burning you
Burning you inside out
And its the heat of your own thoughts
You call it, "Passion"
But its stupidity, I say
If you want to remain,"Stupid"
Fine with me
But the burns will be left on your own soul
But my soul is parched already
And Can't be British
Its them who are always in control of their emotions and thoughts
And you?
I am Asian...
Look what they did to you....
Control and calm works
Rest is just screaming
No one is listening
People keep walking away...
People walk away from everything
Mostly from screaming people
I am not screaming
My thoughts are just too many
You can have a bundle of thoughts if they were tied up neatly
I don't have a rope to tie up my thoughts
And why would I do that?
I am not a free person on this planet, why should I prison my thoughts also?
Arn't you free?
Free?
Yes, free...
Who said so?
The constitution
You believe the constitution?
What else should I believe?
Believe nothing..
I have to live in this world, I have to believe something
Why do you have to believe something to live?
Isn't living believing?
Who said so?
Life should have a purpose
Don't you eat enough?
Yes, mostly gluten, dairy, sugar, soy, peanuts, corn,
Six deadly sins you perform by eating these things
But these things are in everything
Everything touch and put it in my mouth
Is this your purpose in life to eat six deadly sins?
Let me know if there is another one...
Be reserve and distance and cold
Thats your purpose in life
Don't scream
Don't laugh too loudly
Don't become friends too quickly
Don't love any one
Don't go to the same cafe every day
Don't be with non actors
Don't talk to strangers
Don't love any one
Don't read the news papers
Don't believe the politicians
Wars are for good
Let people on this planet be slaughtered by war
Wars are liberating
They liberate the scum of the earth
Politicians are going to a party
Fund raising...
To have a new war
To built a new mansion for themselves
Private security
Lets kill a few thousand every six weeks
The World is too heavily populated
Lets clean it up
The poor people clean up the side walks
And the rich politicians clean up people from this earth...
See where you are going again?
Where am I going?
Your thoughts are out of control again
You are so un-like the British
They never let you know what they are thinking
Thats why they were so successful in making you their servant
In your own home
You need to be reserve, distanced and cold
And any time you talk war
Your thoughts have gone haywire
Thats the sign
Don't mention some words
Don't even think some words
Keep them under control
Words are dangerous
And they will never forgive you
Who?
"THEY"
So what should I do?
Keep quiet
And smile some times
But little smiles
No big ha;;ha;;ha;;ha
Just a little smile at the corner of your mouth
To keep the politicians happy
They will be happy for you
And then you can go to a hospital for free when you are dying
Keep quiet and then die
Thats the meaningful life
Thats the purpose of life
Keep quiet and make no vibes
And then?
Then what?
Then?
Die
Gee...
I came to this world to die?
What else? Tell me what else?
And the British and the ones like them
Let them have wars and then have a party
Thats the purpose of their lives
And mine?
I told you so
What?
What?
Tell me again what's the purpose of my thoughts and my life?
To shut up and ...
And?
And then die,,,die,,die honey,,die,,,
You live in a democracy
You need to shut your mind and your God damned mouth
Now shut up
And no coughing please
Coughing is not allowed in a free country
Don't cough
No matter what
Choke to death if you can
But no cough
People who cough are poor
And you live in a rich democracy
Don't cough
That means you don't have health insurance
That means you are poor
That means you are a no body
That means that you have no purpose in life
That means that you can't speak
That means that you can't think
That means that you are one of the candidate for death by an Imperial war
That means that you and many others like you need to be eliminated
That means if you kept a check on your purpose in life and your thoughts
and smiled little smiles from the corners of your mouth to please them, to assure them
that you have no thoughts or if you have them they are under total control and you
are a reserve, distant and a cold person and not target for slaughter...
See thoughts are that important
Can't reveal your thoughts
The price you will pay is your life
But why not...
What is your life good for any way...
And since your life is no good
Neither is your thought
So why express your self with passion...
Passion?
What a dangerous word...
Look what happened to Oscar Wilde?
Thoughts have been so scattered
But arnt' thoughts for scattering?
They go haywire when need to be composed
Like a human in rage...
How many times have I reminded you to be reserved and distanced?
"Cold" you mean?
Yes, thats what I mean
Not possible
How come?
Thoughts are too hot to be distanced
Heat is dangerous
For whom?
I don't know
You need to know
The heat is burning you
Burning you inside out
And its the heat of your own thoughts
You call it, "Passion"
But its stupidity, I say
If you want to remain,"Stupid"
Fine with me
But the burns will be left on your own soul
But my soul is parched already
And Can't be British
Its them who are always in control of their emotions and thoughts
And you?
I am Asian...
Look what they did to you....
Control and calm works
Rest is just screaming
No one is listening
People keep walking away...
People walk away from everything
Mostly from screaming people
I am not screaming
My thoughts are just too many
You can have a bundle of thoughts if they were tied up neatly
I don't have a rope to tie up my thoughts
And why would I do that?
I am not a free person on this planet, why should I prison my thoughts also?
Arn't you free?
Free?
Yes, free...
Who said so?
The constitution
You believe the constitution?
What else should I believe?
Believe nothing..
I have to live in this world, I have to believe something
Why do you have to believe something to live?
Isn't living believing?
Who said so?
Life should have a purpose
Don't you eat enough?
Yes, mostly gluten, dairy, sugar, soy, peanuts, corn,
Six deadly sins you perform by eating these things
But these things are in everything
Everything touch and put it in my mouth
Is this your purpose in life to eat six deadly sins?
Let me know if there is another one...
Be reserve and distance and cold
Thats your purpose in life
Don't scream
Don't laugh too loudly
Don't become friends too quickly
Don't love any one
Don't go to the same cafe every day
Don't be with non actors
Don't talk to strangers
Don't love any one
Don't read the news papers
Don't believe the politicians
Wars are for good
Let people on this planet be slaughtered by war
Wars are liberating
They liberate the scum of the earth
Politicians are going to a party
Fund raising...
To have a new war
To built a new mansion for themselves
Private security
Lets kill a few thousand every six weeks
The World is too heavily populated
Lets clean it up
The poor people clean up the side walks
And the rich politicians clean up people from this earth...
See where you are going again?
Where am I going?
Your thoughts are out of control again
You are so un-like the British
They never let you know what they are thinking
Thats why they were so successful in making you their servant
In your own home
You need to be reserve, distanced and cold
And any time you talk war
Your thoughts have gone haywire
Thats the sign
Don't mention some words
Don't even think some words
Keep them under control
Words are dangerous
And they will never forgive you
Who?
"THEY"
So what should I do?
Keep quiet
And smile some times
But little smiles
No big ha;;ha;;ha;;ha
Just a little smile at the corner of your mouth
To keep the politicians happy
They will be happy for you
And then you can go to a hospital for free when you are dying
Keep quiet and then die
Thats the meaningful life
Thats the purpose of life
Keep quiet and make no vibes
And then?
Then what?
Then?
Die
Gee...
I came to this world to die?
What else? Tell me what else?
And the British and the ones like them
Let them have wars and then have a party
Thats the purpose of their lives
And mine?
I told you so
What?
What?
Tell me again what's the purpose of my thoughts and my life?
To shut up and ...
And?
And then die,,,die,,die honey,,die,,,
You live in a democracy
You need to shut your mind and your God damned mouth
Now shut up
And no coughing please
Coughing is not allowed in a free country
Don't cough
No matter what
Choke to death if you can
But no cough
People who cough are poor
And you live in a rich democracy
Don't cough
That means you don't have health insurance
That means you are poor
That means you are a no body
That means that you have no purpose in life
That means that you can't speak
That means that you can't think
That means that you are one of the candidate for death by an Imperial war
That means that you and many others like you need to be eliminated
That means if you kept a check on your purpose in life and your thoughts
and smiled little smiles from the corners of your mouth to please them, to assure them
that you have no thoughts or if you have them they are under total control and you
are a reserve, distant and a cold person and not target for slaughter...
See thoughts are that important
Can't reveal your thoughts
The price you will pay is your life
But why not...
What is your life good for any way...
And since your life is no good
Neither is your thought
So why express your self with passion...
Passion?
What a dangerous word...
Look what happened to Oscar Wilde?
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