Where Is that Cross that I Have to Carry?
Ernest Samuel Llime - Woodhaven
Don't start me up with that Jewish shit. That famous guy with a cross was Jewish too.
Besides, humans do not have enough limbs nor are they constructed in such a way
that they can be nailed to a Magen David (David's shield). Makes you wonder if
the Jews are actually awaiting an alien Messiah with six limbs and is that why they
had to repudiate the one called Christ.
I am an
artist. After many years of struggling with the way our social hive is
functioning, I have finally achieved that epiphany:
I AM AN ARTIST! and that
My head is filled with new story
ideas and new tunes that can go with some of these stories; where there is any
space left, it is cluttered with novel inventions and ideas for new ways of
employing old artifacts.
I look at things and I see new ways of making music, new ways of
hinging a toilet seat so that it will not be peed on, new ways of getting
strangers to talk to each other when they cross paths on public transportation,
new ways of using rosary beads, new ways of selling yarmulkes to the goyim
because they need them, new ways of solving armed conflicts and a hundred more
new things, but I am an artist!
What I need is someone who will pay my bills,
prepare my meals, heal my ills and keep the fucking taxman off my back.
someone who will read what I write, listen to what I say and hear
what I sing.
I need an audience, a manager, a cook, a wife, a bunch of beautiful and well behaved
children, a guitar, a pen, a computer, a recording studio and a stage.
need to find a better way.
I need a pension, I need social security, I
grant for the arts, I need the dole, I need a handout, I need a soup kitchen, or
maybe I just need to tell everyone to go fuck themselves.