Hyper hype
16 September 2015 07:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matrixmannYou join the mob, post everything that you have, and still you think like you're one in a million?
You share every content and what it really means you like to refuse to think further about it?
You join the party because it makes you feel less isolated and be part of a one?
You mindlessly are in favor of every new craze and being against it means a threat to democracy for you?
You're pathetic. You're a headless monster. You're what is perfectly usable as a soulless puppet.
Your ideals are made up of what the next media concern brews in his kitchen and your opinion follows what political correctness declares to be okay this day.
You don't think yourself, you're just a bit more than a fake.
You're directed by emotions worse than a parody of a soap opera.
You guess that your world works only by emotions because your logic gets a mistreatment from all sides.
You're made up of fun and dubiousness. Nothing is real about you.
You are what someone puts into you, and you believe it.
You are a shame before what is called intellect.
...Get a grip on yourself and disappear.
You share every content and what it really means you like to refuse to think further about it?
You join the party because it makes you feel less isolated and be part of a one?
You mindlessly are in favor of every new craze and being against it means a threat to democracy for you?
You're pathetic. You're a headless monster. You're what is perfectly usable as a soulless puppet.
Your ideals are made up of what the next media concern brews in his kitchen and your opinion follows what political correctness declares to be okay this day.
You don't think yourself, you're just a bit more than a fake.
You're directed by emotions worse than a parody of a soap opera.
You guess that your world works only by emotions because your logic gets a mistreatment from all sides.
You're made up of fun and dubiousness. Nothing is real about you.
You are what someone puts into you, and you believe it.
You are a shame before what is called intellect.
...Get a grip on yourself and disappear.