As someone who hinges my entire identity on being against war, I cannot fail to acknowledge my own capacity for evil. I am nothing more than average and I am overeducated in using complex sounding language to compensate for my lack of liveliness and intelligence. I can't handle solitude because when I am alone, the realization dawns on me that I am alone because I am nothing special. This fuels the purported genius of my hatred in a self-perpetuating cycle of demise towards everyone around me. I simply cannot stand the failure of my own art and there is part of me that would rather watch the world end than to persist with my own purported art being destroyed. I can blame the police for corrupting me with violence, I can blame my family for corrupting me with contaminated blood and a hideous body, and I can blame the world for corrupting me with cultural hypnosis. In the end, I would be celebrated and well respected if I created better art. I would be loved by women if I truly had a soul. So in seeing that I am entirely average, what is the use in continuing to fill the world with the stupidity of my false morals and cheap mimicry? What is the use in continuing to blame women for never giving me the tender warmth of their hearts? What is the use in continuing to even go in public when my greatest use to the world is my own solitude? There is no use, because I am incapable of becoming as important as I have led myself to believe.
@alhamdulillah826 Жыл бұрын
At somedays I feel why don't I put the barrel of the gun and pull the trigger. Because at the end of the day nothing matters and nothing will. Our worth is nothing more than some ant or fly or chicken. And ultimately if one have to die why to put up with the grind and then die pathetically and slowly in old age.
@Monbloomoon2 ай бұрын
I read your comment. you exist and it's enough
@akaruijosei2 жыл бұрын
Thank you for putting this together. I love the music. ❤️❤️
@AnthonyLeighDunstan7 ай бұрын
As a composer, I say let the silence be coloured in. As a poet I say, let it sing. Follow this when making these kinds of videos, and both will breathe.
@VenerateMe2 жыл бұрын
I love it. Got excited to see a new video up. The clips you chose here are powerful with Bukowski's words. Keep them coming.
@TheObscureAlternative10 ай бұрын
Love this
@jackmurphy87572 жыл бұрын
Amazing!
@cristianacriss70822 жыл бұрын
Love it to the bones ❤
@saltsmoke2 жыл бұрын
Yeah I hear the music thanks. Jesus Imagine I am talking and my alar is going off. Load af. And getting louder.. and louder. Screeeeeeeweeeeeeeeeeeesseesee
@alexanderiofepirus5138 Жыл бұрын
Is the hemlock a reference to Socrates?
@ackerman82842 жыл бұрын
Perfect 100%
@msimika_III Жыл бұрын
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙌
@AniketSingh-hr8mi2 жыл бұрын
i love it
@tamrasmith4716 Жыл бұрын
❤
@Detested-t9d Жыл бұрын
Be aware of those who use loud and motivational music in poetry.
@AnnaLVajda2 жыл бұрын
Beware!
@AnnaLVajda2 жыл бұрын
Those who either detest poverty or are proud of it.