Sunday in The Park
Our children’s World Burns as we sit by and continue to consume, another car to move our lazy asses from here to there. Living a fantasy of consumption, the basis of everything that we believe. Life without any substance or substantial nature, just more and more of the same. We do not care to stop, for we would have to reflect on ourselves as the vacuous pieces of shit we’ve all become.
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