posted on Jan, 6 2014 @ 09:46 PM
My revolution was that of a political prisoner. Who had no rights, and was treated like "livestock" or a sex worker. A prison of the mind that you
can't see , touch feel or taste. It was just a giant coincidence I was attacked while I was younger. Blur the lines of reality a little bit for
awhile. All you religious blew everything way out of proportion. Tried to make me something I wasn't. I was and am a normal person living in my
house, you don't need to quote " scripture" and look for patterns. Try to make grandiose assumptions that weren't there to begin with. Most of you
people are probably a little older and don't listen to the music anyway. It's going to go away and not that big of a deal or everywhere. I had to do
something , all them chanting for my demise for being born. Try to survive in a world gone mad. Didnt matter whatever I did was endlessly criticized
and considered wrong when I was with " them".