Genesis P-Orridge And Splinter Test - Thee Fractured Garden; Discourses on innocence devoured

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Discourse Four: Freedom is a Sickness

We are dumped unceremoniously
From ugly torn vaginas
With no innate rights;
No inviolate dignity; No implicit destiny.
Minor shadows, that are little more
than random vehicles of inefficient flesh.

Rising caterwauling
These insatiable shriveled parasites,
Make constant pathetic squealing demands.
Sucking each generation
Into sentimental servitude.
Lessened only by an even greater
Comparative insignificance.
Lined up for execution alongside death.
Virulent sadism so quaintly termed "Life".

FREEDOM IS A SICKNESS.

A living, clawing, fabrication.
A self-deceiving expression of resistance
To the worthlessness and debilitating
SICKNESS OF FREEDOM.

Each individual consumes another
In a hate-filled frenzy of emotional cannibalism.
Hysterical orgies of procreation that supply
mediocre fodder from the masses
To the inertia of the mass.
Each filthy speck reflected
in a vomit of infantile arrogance.

Freedom Is A Sickness.
Chained and shackled by your myths
You espouse "Freedom"
And you breed captivity.
you plan puerile palaces
And build disease ridden dungeons.
SLAVES, SLAVES.
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN FREEDOM?
As you serve your flesh
On golden platters
To those that you would trust,
Do you sense the comedy that you are?
At the banquet that marks your unclean demise
Do you weep sour tears of knowledge
Into the sweet wine held aloft
To toast your insignificance?

FREEDOM IS A SICKNESS.
You have No Rights! No Priviledges!
No place in the scheme of things.
Mere cattle you wander weakly in paltry places
Begging to be brought to your knees and slaughtered.
This prodigal gift you laughingly call grace is yours, for no reason.
All sense of choise is delusion. All dignity is but restriction.
For death is the end.
And you will be trampled into the dust of your offspring.
Each breath you take
Is but the smoke of your charnel house.
The dread flame that devours time itself
is fueled by your defecation.
FREEDOM IS A SICKNESS.







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