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the generation gap. It shows with different tabloids. Disparity between figures. Six million. Quoting the same report. Replace Europe with Corporation. Replace Immigrants with Executive. In a boardroom we've never seen. Such affluence we can only dream. They say the trick is to keep the un-herd scared into compliance but not into panic. Feeling within the moment of a snap decision. Follow a guy who looks like he knows what he's doing. How many times this week did you listen to that confident man? Its the fear of not being in control that causes resentment. In my lifetime its been spectrum to megadrive to wii. Its the twenty years between black and white and colour TV. This internet birth affected how we interact. Now all our drunken secrets are databased. They scar the eyes of strangers. A conflict of interests develops over time. Openess must prevail. Undiscovered tissue builds up. Till you cannot feel them scratch the surface. Till your exes share pictures of next weeks conquests with unwittingly vacant eyes but don't they look happy feeling good for her lack of shame. and i've lost any beat i found i've stopped to see the picture better and i'm forgetting to puncuate on this race through the sentiment as this is my release as modern life IS rubbish and these words need to escape so i can stay vaguely sane i'm not on good form all the time somedays i need to hide away somedays people say you're in a much better place than six months ago we were close to saying something but we know that you can't tell people they rebel they sink further down the spiral and you mean me not some people and these words flow out of me i'll air it i won't share this with anyone sure you can find it through an obvious link but you gotta check there and care enough to click and find and click again so if thats how you ended up at my new now then i'm proud that you care enough or if its just helping resentment to build up then i'm ashamed for your lack of shame preach only love and the world will love you back i was told i fill the rooms i inhabit with scowls sometimes you just don't catch me at the right time and its cathartic to air my dirty shame out into this empty space without fear or perhaps unknowingly in these crosshairs and you know right now i don't care last time i set up a counter so i could see who'd been where but i haven't bothered this time because i'm not writing for you if you've got this far just see it through its escaping with no premise of anything no graces like looking at the floor when i could be locking eyes like telling stories of the person before the accident because thats just not me. It took a long time for me to figure that out. A clear before and after. I heard it was better to breakdown and fall apart early while you still had time to put yourself back together. jigsaw pieces cover falls undoubtedly and i'll show you a single cardboard picture of a car headlight as thats all i remember i'll tell you of the event with a smile on my face and i guess you could call this councilling how did this become about me? was it elliott smith that led me here. i hope he's happy up in heaven now. i read vonnegut say when you are happy you should say "well if this isn't nice i don't know what is" as to acknowledge the good that you spend dark hours dreaming of, and i believe him.