Thursday, August 20, 2009

Open Wide, if food can't bite you, you can't bite food.

LISTEN UP. realizing the true potential of the future can scare you, if your not careful, (hide yourself) I Michio taught me, that in the near future, we may-be able to produce matter, matter of factly, at our will. with very little cost and expenditure of energy. If we think about the rate at which technology has been invented in the recent years, we see that it is growing expenentially. breeding really. and the far fetched ideas of the past are becoming startling scientific truthes and scientific fact. fact of the matter is, that scares me. what use is a government, or work, or money, with these sorts of tech. Will the government divy out food rashons that they are producing endlessly in matter arranging "vending" machines. will nano tech, create miniature assasins and life saving nano-docs? the way of the future my friend. and what about Nuclear fusion? fascination hit me hard on that spit about using the basic principles of the suns power to make ourselves, cheap, painless, green, unlimited energy..
one simple question... can we ever run out of water? can it evaporate completely, at least from our planet? or are we really just re-using everything over and over and over, and all that hubub about save some for the fishes at the 7th grade drinking fountain is a load of parental bullshit? (also known as things wives tell.)
anyways. the future's open wide baby, its just a matter of us to put our asses in motion and run on in... togethter to do something great. The ideas that change humanity, they all seem relatively crude and simple right now. and im thinking that politics may be changed completely. i do hope so. all this rubbish we've got now, is starting to annoy me, i wish those fools would keep it down so i can let my imagination be undisturbed in its, Marriot of brains. i kid... kid.

thats all the ink i have, so i suppose i'll stop here mate.


heat up your head, and throw it all away.
hospital bound, tied to the wheeling chairs.
crying out alone, no one to hear me.
fizz out little finger, fizz out little finger.
fizz out, let out, stop this. organizers got the schedule,
don't ask the pedestrians.
they'll tell you what they've heard.
fizz out little finger.

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