Conspire against us, we don't care. The idea that helping humanity is pointless is being "Driven Home", as it were. We will ALL get our, "come uppin's", and when it does happen, the cause for true celebration will finally ring true. Larry and I cannot wait for this day, for it will be the day that true Freedom will be at hand. Freedom from these horrible 3d vessels will be a welcomed vacation, indeed. There can be no Freedom in this "ultimate mind prison". Freedom only exists outside of this useless flesh. The flesh only exists to serve ego. Ego is outside of spirit. Nuts to me, nuts to you and nuts to all of us. All we wanted, in a selfish manner, was a little social interaction. It is a thing we all want. However, only the lowest forms of amusement cause the average vessel to pay any respect to those outside of said vessel. If that is all you want, that is all you will get. Fruit that is devoid of nourishment. That fruit is a sweet, deceptive poison. Dig in! The faster you all eat, the faster you will all fall. I can feed you all the poison you want. Don't blame me, though, you are literally asking for this poison and who am I to argue? Suckle at the teet of ignorance, just don't complain when the milk turns sour like a smear of paint on white. All our want and desire to help others has now been officially extinguished. We are more than happy to show you the trough of spiritual atrophy, so long as you so willingly feast from its vomit. McDonald's cures cancer, you bloated assholes, so feast so that you may inhabit thy kingdom forever. Your frolic in thine own manure is more captivating than a fairy dance choreographed by the godless Gods. This dance pleases your master like masturbating to the mirror when all the windows to the outside are smashed by your witless cock. You created this prison of social validation, so, validate it by violating yourself. Give into the urge of the beastly hand. Stroke yourself so hard, that when you are drowning, our hand cannot hoist you from the swirly waters of your own material collapse. What you want is what anyone can do. We are all perverted whores sucking the self in the manifestation of a wireless, infinite, vibrating dildo. The condition of unconditional love is self hatred. Shake Satan's hand and forgive him, if you forgive yourself. Everything we do is a crime. The amount of suffering that bred your tasteless burrito can fill the vacuum of space and make it orgasm 10 fold. Eat it. Enjoy the mud of the shallow waters. The brine shrimp are looking for a home.
Whatever.
Larry and Lucy Sage Dreamtree
Former Humanitarians?
