why are people so unkind
Posted: Sun May 09, 2004 9:49 pm
i can find no rational nonreligious reason for the existance of EVIL and NASTINESS in this world.
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i look at people walking down the street, they are scared. they expect everyone and anyone to be a psycho wanting to hurt them.
"protray an image of strength, lest you BE 'their' target"
but there's no psychos around.
'they' psychos 'they' psychos 'they'
i am walking down the street,
...never psychos around.
i have never met a person who i've hated, that when i get them on their own i can't undersatnd and empathise with them, or just plain tear their evil little masks off; then whenever they see me around from then on: they know they are naked.
everyone's naked.
no-one's got armour. we're all soft and squishy.
there is no heros, no psychos, only masks.
we're all soft and squishy, the people you meet in the street, they are soft and squishy too.
and when the frightened people in the street realise that you TOO are soft and squishy. we burn masks, we can look at strangers in the street and realise:
"yes, we're all in the same boat"
all strangers are friends. hey stranger, what's up.
(★■◆●!!! a psycho! run!)
why bother making enemys, why bother with the shields and masks at all. without weapons, no-one needs shields. no-one needs running shoes.
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i can find no rational nonreligious reason for the existance of EVIL and NASTINESS in this world.
--------------------------
i look at people walking down the street, they are scared. they expect everyone and anyone to be a psycho wanting to hurt them.
"protray an image of strength, lest you BE 'their' target"
but there's no psychos around.
'they' psychos 'they' psychos 'they'
i am walking down the street,
...never psychos around.
i have never met a person who i've hated, that when i get them on their own i can't undersatnd and empathise with them, or just plain tear their evil little masks off; then whenever they see me around from then on: they know they are naked.
everyone's naked.
no-one's got armour. we're all soft and squishy.
there is no heros, no psychos, only masks.
we're all soft and squishy, the people you meet in the street, they are soft and squishy too.
and when the frightened people in the street realise that you TOO are soft and squishy. we burn masks, we can look at strangers in the street and realise:
"yes, we're all in the same boat"
all strangers are friends. hey stranger, what's up.
(★■◆●!!! a psycho! run!)
why bother making enemys, why bother with the shields and masks at all. without weapons, no-one needs shields. no-one needs running shoes.
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i can find no rational nonreligious reason for the existance of EVIL and NASTINESS in this world.