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Goop.

--Leadbelly--

Leadbelly has been a huge inspiration to me and many of my friends.
This is supposedly the only known video of him:

You've been drilling all of our teeth.
We are the villain that's living underneath.

It's Happening Again..

So, ..You fell out of the sky, right? Right.
We didn't want a babysitter. We didn't NEED a babysitter.
All that was needed was right under our nose. [..That's a figure of speech.]
Using the bare essentials, we decided to build ourselves some much needed shelter.

After this was done, you were naturally hungry, ..Naturally.
So we got you some trail mix, ..which was really just dirt and twigs with the odd leaf.
You, thinking with your gut, didn't mind the act of eating dirt, it's all the same to you.
Right? ..Right.

Growing weary, and a bit bored of the current situation, you decide to take a walk.
This wooded area doesn't last long, and you're soon in the intimidating wasteland, which is the city.
We were curious to what you were doing, so we naturally followed behind you. Naturally.
You fell down a worm hole. ..Which didn't make too much sense, ..being in the intimidating wasteland and all.
We decided not to follow you anymore.


The point of these words..?

No Point.


..It's rude to point.

[ i still love you honey.. ]

Space is the Place

∏.EVIL.GATEWAY.∏

Thought and expression used to mean something, but that was over fifty[50] years ago. History has no place in our time. (..That was over fifty[50] years ago). Most people want to hear about the future, you may get seventy-five[75] years to life if you do something foolish, like even mentioning the existence of the civil war. But prison isn't so bad these days, only because this whole country is a prison. Two thousand [2000] others, including myself, still have ties to the old rebellion. Some say there may be another uprising in the future --but i don't think so. The abolishing of agriculture made way for new towers in the sky, new spaces for civilians to "live", and "work", but these spaces are mostly for machines, they've taken our place now. Most public banks have been burned from the ground up. Money has no place in this world anymore. The rebellion still exists, but it's mostly just made up of mercenaries who do more harm than good. If you're lucky enough to even find a paved road, most of them are bare. ..It's quite rare to see another soul in the out of doors. We haven't been able to contact the rest of the globe, ..there may still be other signs of humanity overseas, but we have no way to communicate. If we do board a plane or a boat in the dead of night, we run the risk of being shot down, bombed to the ground, which sounds pretty peaceful under these conditions. I don't know the point of this letter, communication i suppose. ..We're still trying to reach the other side..

Yours,
John Donastein,

[Date Unknown.]

Turn_Trotting.

Turn Trotting.
Time Tumbling.
Slime Mugging.
Rough Rugging.

It was you. You're a thief. You took the words right out of my mouth.

I'm not sure if i can ever look you in the eye ever again.

Grime Smuggling.
Young Loving.
Sky Watching.
Roll Rumbling.

You weren't like the others, ..they had dignity. You did not.
No one told you it was right.

..Or wrong.

But again, ..

..What do you expect?