so this guy walks up to me
and says....
your RIBOSOMAL TRNA THYMINE COMPLEX is spectacular!
You win a million dollars!
yea,
right
in reality
a moment of lust
with a biological pleasure similar to
shitting out that marbleized steak
or pissing out a big gulp
created a DNA concoction that became me
generally this is called conception
or sex
or whatever you like for a definition
I like the shit-piss pleasure comparison
(but that is just me)
so anyway
I am here
having this shit-piss inspired DNA
and no one is going to give me any prize based on it
no million dollars
no not here, not now, not for me
all my DNA proves is that I am human
it created the instructions for my body and my body alone
so...I have a body
and this is where the mistake lies
this body does not belong to anyone
not my parents, not me
it belongs to this mystery of evolution
that perpetuates based on shit-piss pleasure
I am a link in a chain
I am not the link before
not the link after
and not the chain
I am a place holder only
a carrier through time of the will power of genetics
or the will to life
so
basically
fuck you
and fuck you
and fuck you
and fuck you
fuck you pissers and fuck you shitters
fuck my parents and any relative that claims power over me
I am not yours
you do not own me
I didn't ask to be yours
you did not wake up one day and say
"I think I will benefit the evolutionary perpetuation of the will to live"
no
you mother fuckers were only considering your own fucking selves
what you wanted
and you can't have me
I belong to everyone
~joshua kline
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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