Just for Today I'll be agreeable...

Just for today,
I'll be agreeable,
Judge the world,
In accordance,
with the seeable,
Engaging, only with,
The versatile & free able,
Making moments,
Making friends,
Turning all desires, and then,
Relating outwardly, to be,
Channels of healing,
That all may see,
With depth of feeling,
Then with the wild
and precious will,
As money comes,
Exploits & kills,
Humanity,
in the name of gain,
Will you conspire,
To do the same?
As lives, & hearts,
Fall to the floor,
As men & women,
Wanting more,
Invade our worlds,
To monetise,
All we are,
And valorise,
All we feel,
With greedy eyes,
Lusting, longing,
All we are,
All we have,
To slash & scar
Our senses, energy, supply,
Leaving noone,
Asking why.

Take your place in #wankerdom

If you're going to work, you might as well work hard & make a load of dough.

A stupid person's the one that squanders an opportunity.

A stupid person also plays by the rules. Part of the game's to stay out'v the glare of the referee, whomever that might be.

Real life

Gonzo is for living. Gonzo makes its escape. Gonzo belongs to nobody, is its own person, & takes its own way. Nobody controls gonzo. In a world where conformity is the process by which the interests of capitalism are served, at the core of which is the greed & self seeking of the corrupted huthoseman heart with all its impure drives & lusts, there's little room for the truth.

However, the truth is I cannot bring myself to sell out, to make my agenda align with theirs - the status quo, the futility of waste, just to gain more than the next person. I cannot dedicate my days and life force to the pursuit of petty ego that will just earn me more bank notes to have than those of my fellows. What will I leave behind? If it's not beautiful & moving & meaningful to the viewer/hearer/reader/feeler - world, then it's not worthwhile. Certainly I don't just want to look back at my death and be taunted by the stench of the corpses of the lives I've ruined by my actions. 

I can't do the mundane thing that society dictates to me in return for my membership of it. I have to take my own way. Normal people never understand this - arguing that my refusal to conform shows some kind of immaturity, or a character defect of some kind. 

I won't be controlled while I'm still breathing. I don't give a shit for the views of the powers that attempt to appoint themselves & their interests over me. My life will never be to express them.