Piece of Mind

You can't be wise and in love at the same time. Don't try. Chaos and Cosmos are opposites. Creation and evolution are both true. God is real, so is free will. Athiests and agnostics are blind, they will falter. The Beatles are overrated. Nylon string guitars suck. Nun Bush makes the best shoes around. America will fail before 2076. I don't respect older people because they're older than me. That's stupid, it's wrong, and naive. I don't live for the "hydrogen jukebox world." Abortion doctors should be in jail. No race deserves their own TV channel, college reunions, or schools. Censorship is the curse of democracy. Those who censor, must be burned. Money isn't real. Nothing has worth. Not you pacemaker. Not my home. Not anything. The only things with worth are things that live and the imagination. Money is completely pointless. Andrew Jackson is Hilter's equal, along with Stalin and the other persecuters of the Jews. I'm proud to be white. Proud to be a guy. Proud to be straight, which is how nature and God intended. I'm proud to be thin. I don't pity the fat. I don't pity they gay. I don't pity the poor. Everyone is poor. Obama's daughter isn't worth a penny more than the tree in my front lawn. Those who kill the trees, should die themselves. An eye for an eye. Good people do bad things. Bad people do good things. Don't judge by skin color or hair color. I belong to the smallest minority in the world. Whoever's reading this isn't special, just unique. Those with genetic diseases must not reproduce. The species is more important than you. Don't blame the rich. Blame the minorites who whine and pout when someone calles them a name. I thought your mommy told you that words can never hurt you? Oh well, should have listened to her. Passive people are weak. Passive people should die. Being politically correct is horrendously unintelligent. Why? That's why there's religion. How? That's why there's science. Period. Praise be to architects. Humanity isn't important. One day we'll be extinct, flies buzzing around our eyes, blood in our mouths. The only thing we all have in common, is we're all concieved and we all die. Notihng else. The only things that make any sense are dreams and poems. If you don't know my name, why are you on here? People don't live or die, people just float. She gone, with the man in the long black coat.