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Automatic Rant
By dotcommie
23 October 2006
This bit came from practising and enjoying automatic writing, or stream of conciousnes what ever you want to call it. Given a tiny bit of structure and made less random, I like the results. Do you?

Take your rubbish to the front room. Walk, don’t walk the green man’s flashing. Blinking on off one zero yes no to be or not to be. Call the tune, pay the piper, give the ferryman a coin. Charon waits on the river styx

You’ve got no coin your in a fix

White noise head space with sinister undertones, the eastern seaboards silent. Static on the medium wave, panic on FM, the TV bloke shot himself on air. Pay in blood to wade in filth. Pay Pay and consume. Be afraid.

The news is bad, the choice is Hobson’s, Christmas is cancelled. Breed Breed, cause white mouths they’ll feed.

Don’t question, don’t ask it’s all in hand, your government wants you, needs you loves you.

Fear is a survivors friend, taste it with your Starbucks blend. Cappuccino, skinny latte fuck the muggers learn karate. Breed, Breed fuck your female friends.

Satan reigns on daytime T.V leave your junkie lover marry me!

Jerry’s final thought adds up to naught and I’ll hold a wake for Riki Lake all alone.

Blame the drugs, blame the pederasts blame the state. If they were all gone it’d all be great, Right?

Social ills blamed on pills, but never the prescription drugs.

Mental health, judged by wealth, and is that right. With enough money your off the plane with to little your classed insane.

Hypocrisy and greed the grasping creed of those who inherited democracy.

Watch TV. Coke’s for sale. I’m Lovin’ It, every little helps, taste the difference, the worlds local fucking bank.

12 year olds work 13 hours to stitch the tick. Other kids sell crack to buy the tick. Sponsor a cause give money to the church adopt an animal, save the bastard wales.

Doublespeak and spin, they hide their sin and you hide your responses. Indifference is the accepted norm, bury your head ignore the storm.

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Written by Phil (6730 comments posted) 23rd October 2006
Interesting idea, but I'm not sure it worked for me. It's a little too eclectic/random. Perhaps it's an age thing. You say in your profile that you are young - I'm not so young anymore. Perhaps younger readers will connect with this as I didn't. 
 
You are = you're not your. 
 
All the best, 
Phil.

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