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hello bots,
i'm trying to write somekind of a book here
it started on the hotmix forum but continues here
geustwriters are highly welcome
use the music your listening to mix it with your daily life and ad some fiction
as long as it continues on the story it's ok
here's the beginning
took some time to discover this planet,
it was hidden under the surface.
day1.1
once ,i arrived i understood,they said hi,to eachother,things according my world not be possible,i still had so much to learn,
the music kept on going,day in,day out,years went be still it kept on running,sometimes it seemed the creature looked like dying,
but blood reached to it from alover the galaxy ,made it back to live and made it stronger then ever,no virus can touch it,it's immuun,its immortal
what gonna happen next,time shell tell
day1.2
another day ,almost midnight,listening to nighttunes,feeling like a fish who has new friends but is still afraid of the others,closed up in tank,there's no escaping,it seems small,but to i know better,it looks save,what will happen,if their's no food from the sky anymore,are whe gonna eat eachoter raw like sushi,my other friend has made connection,i'm still in the deadzone,i gonna find my way,but do i gonna survive from the cold atmoshere,i believe help is on his way,hope it doesn't take to long or i'm gonna float and end in the garbage,my new master has control about it,does he gonna take the risk to heat it up ...
day 2
eternal rest has taking over,i'm a floater now
the light in my eyes is gone and the smell i left ain't not to friendly
the trashcan is my home now,the catnip ain't far away,are they gonna howl for me
it looks like it,my use to be friends don't care about it no more,destroying more and more the enverionment,
hungry as always,
some weeks ago ,they eated someone a life his bones were visible,survival of the fittest
as always...
another one tried to hide himself,but the shelter he did used ,had no oxygene enough
the rest you can figger out yourself
and what about the moon,sometimes it's gone and suddenly it appears,no real logic here
are whe under control here?
it most be
i also did notice that my feelings makes funny turns but somehow it is always in connection
blue stays blue,brown stays brown
but the bastards like me ,have a thousand faces,their like chameleon's from outer space
changing direction from day to day,mirrors of the soul,but to they have one of their on
probably deep under the surface
and did i mentioned i kindy start to like this stranglife,;)
day3
how to become a lazy nitwit,slave of the system,it all started in the army,serving months for no reason at all,earning almost nothing,taking orders from alcoholics or nerds with to much selfesteem,grow up healty,run your miles along the trafficroad and breath in excellent carbomonoxide ,getting hooked up on poison ,take your vitamins every day,batteryacid mixed in cowfood(only for china),no wonder they act like machines with to much voltage,girls be sure to put on that tasty oil on your lips not to mention,the bones they use for your facecreme
infact we become humanrecyclers , whe can't live without it
benzeen,alcohol,formaldehyde,nicotine,caffeine, no wonder we need a tranquilizer
try to life normal and you see the world passing by in fifth gear while your brake is still on
meat makes our mind weak
ever smelled the stench of it,after months without it ,you would be amazed
it all takes control of you,are their tiny spaceships hidden in it or something
portraits of a dead body while your mind is in overdrive
and i love it
what else can you do,suffer at home,saying the system is fucked
and minutes become days,and days become months
live fast,die young
Mick Jagger is still alive,and Iggy Pop also
they used to be in a wheelchair and still their walking around like a 15 year old with to much testosteron
amfetamines for the thirth age and they smile again
coke for the presidents
and still they say it is bad,no no it's to good
whe can't allow that
while every drugcatch goes to the pharmacie
keep those civilians weak
that's what we need because we need you to serve us
day4
signals from inside,to slowdown
signals to outside,to fuck off
do whe pass through,be happy and make others happy
get negative and become an asshole
the trick is to shine happy but to be bad
an actor makes good money
honest people only make it hard for themself
but it ain't easy being white while your heart is black
does Marlboro love the nazi-colours?
Jack white loves them anyway
and i love it to
cold passion,hatred and emptiness
that's what i get from it
flashbacks now
the new legowelt rocks btw
where can i get new robotparts
need some
geuss some of mine are wasted
before my time
ain't that a bitch
signals from inside to slowdown
but a mind who doesn't
day6
going back to slavecamp tommorow
the slavery ain't that bad,except the lack of good friction
but the domination ain't not my cup of tea
it's all about power
and the might to use it
ain't go the body to be a coalminer
but my papers say i am
how much of neglecting to i need to swallow
before i stand up for my rights
most i use them against themself
geuss their ain't no other way
i'ts better to let them dig your hole
then digging it for yourself
i'm not gonna give them the pleasure
the pleasure most be mine
day 8
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and it combines
more is less
tomorrow
someone else
to play chess
day 11
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