Silencer

1-2-3-no.
if words could get us farther and conversation could remain the one thing that progresses us out of the shit of this domain. if there were any other way for us to recognize that words will lift us up but they can also lead to our demise.
and i’m sorry if you feel a little uncomfortable with me bringing this up right now, but i figured i should probably say something about shutting down reason for the sake of insanity and sanctity and…
cover your eyes and rip freely – censor those pages out for your fucking PC dictionary
and you come to me now best dressed with the finesse of an over-edited CSIS document, morse coding to me – black/black/white.wrong/wrong/right – and now the finishing move, “yeah cool, bro!”
how do we stray from intentions so well meaning to make us safe, so safe, no sounds. how do we enact change, when everything is forced to be the same? what a mistake – a fucking shame.
i’m tired of all this ‘ism’ry – subscribe to one or be undone by your own community.
and who knows, maybe by the end of this you’ll be pissed that i wasn’t silenced by the violence in your benevolency, but someone once told me that when you’re uncomfortable it means you’re learning. i think you need to hear this.