Why I Refuse to Vote

This post was inspired by an article by Conor Friedersdorf. I honestly don't know much about Johnson, beyond the easily available information provided by his campaign. (Whose information, regardless of the candidate, is never enough to make a good determination of character. It's like asking a sports fan why their team is the best.) I do, however know much more about Gov. Romney and Pres. Obama. Personally, I don't care who a person votes for with one caveat, do it based on how that candidate will benefit you individually. So, if finance is the most important issue to your life I would encourage you to vote for whoever seems to benefit you most (easiest way to make a decision). Simply stated if you are very wealthy and put a great deal of importance on increasing that wealth as much as possible, it would appear that Gov. Romney would be your best advocate. He certainly has a good deal of experience in corporate America and, happens to have been particularly successful at Bain Capital. Given the type of business Bain conducts, one could deduce that Romney would have a potentially key skill set to direct the troubled economy towards growth. The logic among many seems to be that Bain is a group that identifies struggling companies and makes improvements to turn them profitable (more on that in a moment). Conversely, if morality and societal progression is really THE most important issue to you, as it certainly appears to be for Conor Friedersdorf, the decision of who to support is frustratingly complicated. If you are someone who has not done business with Bain Capital or are among the people who stand to have their taxes cut because of a Romney presidency, I urge you to look into the “success of Bain Capital” briefly to learn how they conduct business. The reason I won’t vote for Romney is not because of Party affiliation. The reason I won’t vote for Romney is because there would be no benefit to me through his presidency. Understand that the investment company he was a part of made billions of dollars while under his leadership. Some of their investment/consulting strategies are legendary in the financial community for good reason. The cost, however, varied for each of the companies acquired. In some instances fledgling companies were able to see much greater profits once certain expenditures were considerably reduced or eliminated. One of these famous expenditures is labor. Apparently, when working in the US employees carried a minimum price tag (comprised of competitive salaries and benefits and federal minimum requirements) that was eating into the profits companies were able to get. Some of the options to solve this issue is to cut benefits of employees, eliminate certain positions, transfer other positions to countries that are far less restrictive on wages, and to hire non-union affiliated workers. Let’s not forget dividends! Bain Capital’s bread and butter are the dividends they are able to claim based on the assessed value of each company acquired. If you happen to be a company with a great deal of potential but have management issues or don’t have the connections needed to tap into a larger market Bain Capital can be a major asset. It’ll cost you a great deal of money, but you may still get more money than you previously had access to. On the other hand if your business doesn’t quite have great potential but still has a reasonable chance at making it big, Bain will be interested in helping you achieve that potential. They will maximize your potential as best they can and take their share of your newly found revenue (maybe all of the revenue) in order to pay for the pleasure to do business with them. If for some reason that revenue is not enough to satisfy your contractual obligations to Bain capital your company may, eventually, be liquidated to get every last drop of liquid assets available. To put all that into shorter terms Bain can either help you succeed, or help you rewrite your will on your way to the bridge. While I "hoped" for more "change" during the Obama presidency (lol) unfortunately, what I got is just what I expected. Apparently, many people who voted for Obama believed in their own projections of the ideal President who would end war and fix the ills of our nation. Such a task is clearly beyond what a President would be able to do. There are far too many issues that have been facing this country since before President Obama took office and, many of those problems will remain beyond his desired second term. Mr. Friedersdorf takes great issue with is the militant and forceful nature of President Obama and the casualties that result. While I admire his humanitarian spirit and the fervent displeasure with the Drone program methodology, I do not completely share in, what appears to be, his objection. In no way do I willingly endorse/support this “War on Terror” that has been going on for so long. However, the tactics used would not be what would change my vote from Obama if I had voted for him previously. During the previous campaign the rhetoric used by, then, candidate Obama gave all indication that the bloodbath would end in Iraq but continue elsewhere. Specifically Obama indicated Afghanistan, vaguely he indicated elsewhere. At that time there was one candidate I believed would actually end the war (and I had been seriously considering voting for) and that was Ron Paul. During that debate season there was one particular exchange that rang so loudly in my head I couldn’t believe no one else brought attention to it. Mr. Paul had called attention to the fact that all the other candidates, including Obama and Clinton, when asked how they would handle the war in the Middle East; they stated that no option would be taken off the table. Although his assertion that such a statement was code for nuclear strikes may have been a bit sensational in our modern era, his concern was legitimate. It was that statement “no option would be taken off the table” that spoke far beyond any talk about troop drawdown plans. To me it was clear the men and women deployed would not be finished overseas for some time. To bring it back to the present, Obama has done much of what he said he would during his first campaign. The problem is many chose not to listen to everything he was saying. While his reactions were not as apocalyptic as Ron Paul had suggested the practices employed in this war under President Obama have been quite brutal. I’m almost surprised the gun toting, 2nd Amendment preaching Americans aren’t more supportive of President Obama. This country has become so desensitized to the cost of war, how it goes beyond the bugle horns playing to the tears of mothers and fathers. The cost is greater than the number of American flag covered coffins returned to lonely wives/husbands and fatherless/motherless children. There are thousands of people dead who know little of America. What they know of is the alien humming of a robot watching them prepared to strike any moment. The truth is what matters to people directly involved with the costs of war is of little concern to the powerful few commanding the future of the powerless many. Unfortunately, our system is designed in such a way whoever is “Commander and Chief” war will not stop merely because of their desire to end the bloodshed. It will take either a nation standing together demanding an end or the miracle of a majority of our leaders wanting to stop the war. With that said, this war is what I expected because the framework for Presidential Sanctioned assassinations was set before President Obama was ever elected. As long as we perceive others to be enemies or a threat to our safety there will always murders (no matter the justification, killing someone else will always be murder in my eyes) in foreign countries as well as in our own. Anyway, I’ve gone off on a tangent once again. Please vote for whose ambitions will help you the most because they will always work towards their true desires that can either help you towards your own, or hinder your progress. Do research, formulate your own opinions through your own intelligent analysis and don’t feel obligated to tell any person how you will vote. Your vote is no different than your prayers; they are meant to be between yourself and the intended recipient. I wish peace and blessings for all. ~Au revoir

Sweet as Orange

So it’s been a long time since I’ve posted something up here. Today I’ve been prompted to put up a few thoughts after listening to Channel Orange by Frank Ocean. This seems like such a timely release, after learning new information about people close to me recently. There has been so much chatter about the album because he has come out recently. I honestly wish I would have had the opportunity to hear the album before hearing of Frank Ocean’s bisexual declaration. This is simply because I wonder if my perception would have been any different had I not known. Honestly I don’t think it would have made a difference, and I’m glad. Musically the album isn’t ground breaking or really noteworthy nor were the vocals IMO. On a side note I miss the singers who didn’t have any digital enhancements. However because of the subject matter and the writing in particular I thoroughly enjoy Channel Orange. It just reminds me of how beautifully a talented writer can make life appear. An eloquent storyteller is how Frank Ocean should be measured. He finds ways to smoothly sing about crack addicts, prostitutes, opulent life, and feelings of being lost in both life and love. Of course he also tells of love for a man that, according to most societies, is bad and shouldn’t be. In Bad Religion in particular I really enjoy the writing and the feel of the song. He doesn’t overdue the emphasis of homosexual stigma. Instead it just feels like a slightly sad love song about someone he really wants. In my mind this is no different than the story of Romeo and Juliet. Unquestionably they are lovers but, because of the society they are members of, destined to be star crossed. Pyramids is still my favorite track on the album, it's such a mellow vibe and kind of fly and sad. Again I parallel the taste of an orange. There is something beautiful and wretched about seeing a queen who instead of having a pyramid built for her is merely "working at the pyramid tonight". The thoughts and emotions I equate with Orange are so very fitting for this album. The color itself is fresh, fiery, and warm like spring and summer. The fruit is so sweet with hints of sour citrus. It’s like love, fantastically sweet but not simply one dimensional. Channel Orange is no different. Vibrant visually, perfectly pleasing for the palate. Thank you, Mr. Ocean, for this refreshing work that you’ve left for us all to indulge in repeatedly. You are a beautiful soul not because of your sexuality, but because your sexuality itself is beautiful. ~Au revoir

Some Food For Thought

Diana Christensen: ...Well, in a nutshell, it said: "The American people are turning sullen. They've been clobbered on all sides by Vietnam, Watergate, the inflation, the depression; they've turned off, shot up, and they've fucked themselves limp, and nothing helps." So, this concept analysis report concludes, "The American people want somebody to articulate their rage for them."


Funny thing is this seems to be very true right now. I think this may have a lot to do with the current Republican strategy, the Tea Party has become the white articulation of rage. However misguided they may be this certainly seems to be their angry voice. Who is your voice? How is your anger, rage, and unhappiness articulated? Are we just content to sit back and complain to each other in private? Are we allowing years of complacency continue just because Barrack Obama is our President? Think about it. If you are unhappy what will you do about it? I hope you will at least make yourselves heard.




Howard Beale: [arms outstretched to the heavens] Edward George Ruddy died today! Edward George Ruddy was the Chairman of the Board of the Union Broadcasting Systems, and he died at eleven o'clock this morning of a heart condition, and woe is us! We're in a lot of trouble!

Howard Beale: [calmly strolling toward the audience] So. A rich little man with white hair died. What has that got to do with the price of rice, right? And *why* is that woe to us? Because you people, and sixty-two million other Americans, are listening to me right now. Because less than three percent of you people read books! Because less than fifteen percent of you read newspapers! Because the only truth you know is what you get over this tube. Right now, there is a whole, an entire generation that never knew anything that didn't come out of this tube! This tube is the Gospel, the ultimate revelation. This tube can make or break presidents, popes, prime ministers... This tube is the most awesome God-damned force in the whole godless world, and woe is us if it ever falls in to the hands of the wrong people, and that's why woe is us that Edward George Ruddy died. Because this company is now in the hands of CCA - the Communication Corporation of America. There's a new Chairman of the Board, a man called Frank Hackett, sitting in Mr. Ruddy's office on the twentieth floor. And when the twelfth largest company in the world controls the most awesome God-damned propaganda force in the whole godless world, who knows what shit will be peddled for truth on this network?

Howard Beale: [ascending the stage] So, you listen to me. Listen to me: Television is not the truth! Television is a God-damned amusement park! Television is a circus, a carnival, a traveling troupe of acrobats, storytellers, dancers, singers, jugglers, side-show freaks, lion tamers, and football players. We're in the boredom-killing business! So if you want the truth... Go to God! Go to your gurus! Go to yourselves! Because that's the only place you're ever going to find any real truth.

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Howard Beale: [laughing to himself] But, man, you're never going to get any truth from us. We'll tell you anything you want to hear; we lie like hell. We'll tell you that, uh, Kojak always gets the killer, or that nobody ever gets cancer at Archie Bunker's house, and no matter how much trouble the hero is in, don't worry, just look at your watch; at the end of the hour he's going to win. We'll tell you any shit you want to hear. We deal in *illusions*, man! None of it is true! But you people sit there, day after day, night after night, all ages, colors, creeds... We're all you know. You're beginning to believe the illusions we're spinning here. You're beginning to think that the tube is reality, and that your own lives are unreal. You do whatever the tube tells you! You dress like the tube, you eat like the tube, you raise your children like the tube, you even *think* like the tube! This is mass madness, you maniacs! In God's name, you people are the real thing! *WE* are the illusion! So turn off your television sets. Turn them off now. Turn them off right now. Turn them off and leave them off! Turn them off right in the middle of the sentence I'm speaking to you now! TURN THEM OFF...


Programming is powerful. Ideas are more powerful. Ideas can never die, so think. All of us need to think for ourselves. Try turning off the TV and do something. I'm not talking riot, or fight, or log on Facebook, or tweet about how you turned your TV and computer off. Just go outside and really take in reality. Or sit at home and do something for yourself. Cook a meal, talk face to face to a person, meditate, it doesn't really matter just live. Really take some time to live.



Arthur Jensen: [bellowing] You have meddled with the primal forces of nature, Mr. Beale, and I won't have it! Is that clear? You think you've merely stopped a business deal. That is not the case! The Arabs have taken billions of dollars out of this country, and now they must put it back! It is ebb and flow, tidal gravity! It is ecological balance! You are an old man who thinks in terms of nations and peoples. There are no nations. There are no peoples. There are no Russians. There are no Arabs. There are no third worlds. There is no West. There is only one holistic system of systems, one vast and immane, interwoven, interacting, multivariate, multinational dominion of dollars. Petro-dollars, electro-dollars, multi-dollars, reichmarks, rins, rubles, pounds, and shekels. It is the international system of currency which determines the totality of life on this planet. That is the natural order of things today. That is the atomic and subatomic and galactic structure of things today! And YOU have meddled with the primal forces of nature, and YOU... WILL... ATONE!

Arthur Jensen: [calmly] Am I getting through to you, Mr. Beale? You get up on your little twenty-one inch screen and howl about America and democracy. There is no America. There is no democracy. There is only IBM, and ITT, and AT&T, and DuPont, Dow, Union Carbide, and Exxon. Those *are* the nations of the world today. What do you think the Russians talk about in their councils of state, Karl Marx? They get out their linear programming charts, statistical decision theories, minimax solutions, and compute the price-cost probabilities of their transactions and investments, just like we do. We no longer live in a world of nations and ideologies, Mr. Beale. The world is a college of corporations, inexorably determined by the immutable bylaws of business. The world is a business, Mr. Beale. It has been since man crawled out of the slime. And our children will live, Mr. Beale, to see that... perfect world... in which there's no war or famine, oppression or brutality. One vast and ecumenical holding company, for whom all men will work to serve a common profit, in which all men will hold a share of stock. All necessities provided, all anxieties tranquilized, all boredom amused. And I have chosen you, Mr. Beale, to preach this evangel.

Howard Beale: Why me?

Arthur Jensen: Because you're on television, dummy. Sixty million people watch you every night of the week, Monday through Friday. Howard Beale: I have seen the face of God.

Arthur Jensen: You just might be right, Mr. Beale.


This quote really seems to accurately describe the world today don't you think? We are constantly reminded about our differences. Different races, religions, countries, sexualities, beliefs, education. We are made to believe these differences are reason to fight, reasons to die, but as Arthur suggests. There are no nations anymore. Everyone is used and controlled by money, power is attained through money. This world we live in is controlled by those with the most money and those outside of the top 2% are fooled to believe that we fight for anything else so they can sit back and continue to get more money from our work, blood, sweat, tears, and deaths. Think about it. It doesn't matter if you deny the inevitable control that is derived from that wealth because it still influences our lives. It influences where we live, what we get depressed about, where our children go to school, what they can learn in school, what we eat and drink, what causes anger and grief. People are kept in these patterns by those who benefit most from our misery. If you don't believe it look at your daily life activities and look at those of the wealthy. Think of what makes a bad day for you and what makes a bad day for the Koch brothers. Look at how impossible it seems to get a good education for your kids and then look at the education system in Beverley Hills, San Mateo, Cherry Hill, or any other affluent area around you. Think about some of these things and realize where your anger should be directed. Realize the people who are "different" than you have so much more in common with you than you know, and if you want to get mad get mad at the right people. Just my random thoughts/rant today.

Till next time
~Au revoir

I'M AS MAD AS HELL AND I'M NOT GONNA TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!!

Bonjour vagrant souls out there! As you all may know, there comes points in your life that you feel action is required. You don't know what said action is, but you know it's not what you've been doing. We have a struggling economy, a crazy job"less" market, a failing education system, a political landscape that mimics television wrestling, and that's not even getting into the nitty gritty of our everyday lives. There are so many issues that many of us feel like we can't do anything about. Sure you can vote, but the impact of your vote (your opinion) on the U.S. stage is little more than a gag. Let's face the ugly reality of America. This country is no longer the admirable idealists it once was seen to be. We are a corporately influenced, imperialist nation. The market rises and falls by the design of people who manage public knowledge and interest through media, and financial schemes. It crashes when they have taken as much as they desired, and in that crash even more money is made. The television and radio squabbles you hear these politicians get into are not much different than Triple H arguing with Vince McMahon. The general conversation and conflict has been scripted so the actors can ad-lib and embellish the delivery. Unfortunately what happens in this "game" actually effects us. Our school systems are terrible as a whole. Teachers are told to perform a job with two hands tied behind their backs. Children that aren't apart of the wealthy class are under-served, undereducated, and set up for failure by a system that appears to be designed to make the divide between the rich and the rest of America even more massive. This sick twisted game continues while most of this nation sits behind a television getting fatter (and in no shape mentally or physically to fight) waiting to see how the story ends. Come on people wake up!

Martin Niemöller once famously said,
"They came first for the Communists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a trade unionist.
Then they came for the Jews,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a Jew.
Then they came for me
and by that time no one was left to speak up."

What are you waiting for? They have come for the Indians, the Blacks, the Jews, the Italians, the Irish, the Japanese, and now they've gotten exhausted singling out so many groups. Now they just want all the poor. You've seen this show before. You know how it ends. Go on strike, demand new programming! I will leave you with this clip from the movie "Network" I want you to get MAD!

Mad As Hell! Kinetic Typography from Aaron Leming on Vimeo.

Howard Beale: I don't have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. It's a depression. Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job. The dollar buys a nickel's work, banks are going bust, shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter. Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do, and there's no end to it. We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat, and we sit watching our TV's while some local newscaster tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes, as if that's the way it's supposed to be. We know things are bad - worse than bad. They're crazy. It's like everything everywhere is going crazy, so we don't go out anymore. We sit in the house, and slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller, and all we say is, 'Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms. Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything. Just leave us alone.' Well, I'm not gonna leave you alone. I want you to get mad! I don't want you to protest. I don't want you to riot - I don't want you to write to your congressman because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write. I don't know what to do about the depression and the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street. All I know is that first you've got to get mad.

[shouting]
You've got to say, 'I'm a HUMAN BEING, Goddamnit! My life has VALUE!' So I want you to get up now. I want all of you to get up out of your chairs. I want you to get up right now and go to the window. Open it, and stick your head out, and yell,

[shouting]
'I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!' I want you to get up right now, sit up, go to your windows, open them and stick your head out and yell - 'I'm as mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Things have got to change. But first, you've gotta get mad!... You've got to say, 'I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!' Then we'll figure out what to do about the depression and the inflation and the oil crisis. But first get up out of your chairs, open the window, stick your head out, and yell, and say it:

[screaming at the top of his lungs]
"I'M AS MAD AS HELL, AND I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE THIS ANYMORE!"


Till next time
~Au revoir

My Schizophrenic Insanity

Sometimes I feel crazy, much more often the last few years, when I consider my actions and thoughts when compared to my feelings and desires. Maybe I am crazy, you tell me. I was randomly looking for some inspiration through thoughtful quotes when I came across one in particular that really hit home.

“I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.”

It’s like my spirit was speaking to me through someone else’s keystrokes. Love can create such a frustrating dilemma. At first it was so easy to open up. It was effortless to spend hours and hours of “free minutes” sharing everything I knew about me and learning everything you shared about you. It was sublime, you were an angel with wings spread, shielding us from the world around us. You allowed me to be your knight armor shining and all. From that foundation grew a love so beautiful, so precious, I would fight to my last breath to protect it, to protect you. There came a moment about 92 months ago (but who’s counting) when I realized this love was genuine. It was also genuinely scary. When I knew that my love for you didn’t depend on that love being returned. Once I realized that I cared more for your happiness than I cared for our union it was a moment of bitter sweetness like none I have ever felt.

It is that desire to please you as much as I possibly can that led to my dilemma. Perhaps the source of my insanity comes from the same place. There are times I have forsaken the bigger logical picture for this dichotomy of logical equations. You are the one person I chose to confide all of what makes me, me. Yet because of my desire to keep you from unhappiness, from hurt feelings, from sadness, those moments of sharing good and bad have been tilted. I began to hold more and more of the bad in. Like a clumsy animal trying to protect you but hurting you in the process with lies, with silence, with an expressionless face while inside I’m screaming out. Hoping that you would only see the attempts to protect you; because of my love for you. Wishing you would always see the knight in shining armor, and not see how that armor has been tarnished, and your knight has been scarred from the many battles that have come through the years. For so long I have tried to be perfect for you. Afraid that my hideous imperfections would force you to no longer desire me. That to see such things would cause pain. But this act, this flawed precession of logic conflicts, directly, with what bonded us so closely together in the first place. This insanity pushes you further away no matter how hard I attempt to pull you closer.

Our foundation of love, honesty, faithfulness, and openness has held us together for years. This essential foundation still remains but, our home has seen it’s share of storms. Small thunderstorms, of jealousy and misunderstandings, that come and go in a flash. Storms of lies, secrets, and deceptions have ripped through our windows and doors. Sending shattered glass searing through our halls. These storms have ripped the roof off of our heads exposing us to all the elements of the world. The weather has brought such destruction into this beautiful home we built together. Many storms of my own ignorant creation. Yet the strength of our foundation has held up. Windows have been replaced, the roof repaired and we remain strong in our love, in our home.

The Beatles say all you need is love. Most times I feel like all I need is your love. The funny thing about love and relationships is, it requires regular maintenance just like everything else in life. Armor must be oiled and polished, scars must be attended to, spread wings must at some point rest. Secrets must be shared, lies must stop, deception can not be an option. What I want is to allow the world to do as it may and provide a shoulder to lean and cry on. To fight and protect you when you want it instead of trying to create this fantasy utopian world that does not exist. To show strength in truly understanding and listening to what you need and acting consistently like your loving partner I have always wanted to be. I must break from this insanity, these schizophrenic tendencies that cause such a conflict with what my heart desires. I understand the Swedish Wiseman that very eloquently said

“Love me when I least deserve it, because that’s when I really need it.”

Till next time
~Au revoir

Of Dreams

My dreams are those of a personal Utopian quality.
Where, economic disparity is as mysterious as apocalyptic meteors.
The possibility is there
But the witnesses are missing.
In this world I awake to samples of my love's nectar,
Anointing our union daily as the sun begins to bathe the earth in golden radiance.
So when I say “Good morning”
It is merely a statement of fact
Hours are spent during the day facilitating the dreams of many
Showcasing creativity to all of those ready to receive.
This is my work, mutually beneficial
Beauty blissfully sustains my spirit
In my dreams thunderstorms are no less beautiful than blue skies
A place where we understand ourselves and the value of our love.
Where misunderstandings are irrelevant
Because you hear not what I say but what I imply
Where your body feels tension because my thoughts are of you
Mentally pulling you back to me, my tractor beam returns your temple to my touch.
Relief is my fingers returning stones to their place
Joy found in the subtle tones of “I love you”
Every day consisting of perfect moments of now where then and later is of no importance
Blissful memories are all that fall from our eyes into down pillows
We were made to fit each other perfectly
Every contour caressed in my dreams
Each day washed away, as Castles in the Sand, there is something striking in destruction
To be constructed again out of the emotions of now, the beauty of the moment
In this place the world is ever-changing
Like thoughts, consistency found in the strongest connections
Time is just a word; really it is just a word, a concoction, a farce, aiding that peculiar institution
Such barriers do not exist here, as limitations do not exist.
Manifest your own destiny
Create your own happiness

nosce te ipsum


Till next time...



~Au revoir

Thoughts on Honesty

Honesty is like the first bite of fruit
You want it to be cold and sweet.
Have the juices to refresh your exhausted body,
At the height of a scorching summer’s day.

Just like the fruit you never know
How sweet it will be, if it’s sweet at all.
It could be sour leaving your face unrecognizable,
So painful to your body that you’re left clenching your chest.

You feel betrayed by the fruit
And think you were better off without it.
You curse the fruit because like a fool you believed
So sure that it would bring relief to your tired spirit.

Truth is like that, sometimes mysterious and strange.
You’re taught that it is good for you, full of delicious nutrients
How odd it is that that repugnant sour fruit has a hint of appeal.
In all honesty I’d still chose to take a bite of your truth.


To those Vagrant Souls out there always eat the fruit, because sweet or sour you will be better for having eaten ;) I thank you for the fruit.

-Au Revoir