Cute-draped Xta

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. . . . America has an Armed Forces that is open to exposure in a hundred ways. Its national capital is localized, with clustered institutions. Its naval forces keep getting slowly built up like a musclebound goliath. It innovates in areas that require no innovation, such as nonlethal weaponry through elecromagnetic devices. Who cares about such trivialities,

and on the other end who cares about the supercarriers? Does the phrase “pork barrel projects” mean anything to you? It’s almost like NASA exists not for celestial projects of deep meaning and gravitas but to keep Houston and Florida in billions in the trough.

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But I’m sure I’m just being jaded here.

Dear Myself,

Always remind yourself you’re a beautiful, sensational piece of sculpture with a god’s face. Others will try to make you out to be on their planes, lower level descending to lower level still. Why do they do this? It’s not strictly jealousy. The beautiful with beautiful minds coupled to it are trains of power. Such trains can turn against rusty, bent-out-of-shape carts whose controls no longer work so well.

Do you remember the old man who wanted you to show up for work, “smelling sweetly of roses”? The gay man, who wanted cheap labor and cheaper (gay) sex? English, naturellement. The one with the picture of his manor-absconded peerage?

Or the men who circled around the block, smelling cute prey when you were limping to home in a coolguy leather jacket, one step at a time, further and further, farther and farther, further, farther, farther, further . . . The pains were further enhanced by the examination, you would think, but no . . . Remember them, though, brah . . . Exterminate them like cockroaches for daring to think.

There are a lot of such roaches in this world. It would be good if we could color-code and tag them for the next world, and I don’t mean the Afterlife.

So then. You want a happy beauty, minus revenge until such a thing becomes possible. If ever you have a sceptre, remember this letter, in case you’re feeling

stupid

benevolent. And rinse off that citrus perfume. That’s an expertise we don’t need to possess yet.

— X.

was written by Xtasorcery

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