Plus Order

Your sense of order drags me down
What if humanity established their own sense of reliquinshment?
What if we taught ourselves to rebel the imperative of nurishment?


See where I am?
    A lifetime of no god or goddess except to believe in myself
                  was the only kingdom I knew

    A forklift away from hell had me shivering in my own fetal   caress.
An out of body experience, and i was sputtering on and on in my head like I've never been close to death a million times before.

But this is the last millionth time you are going to judge my effort to stay alive.
     Plus make me starve on a burning altar.


And that's a fucking order.