Things are going to be diffrent.

[dballer]

I've been living in the desert for quite some time now. I got sick of the cities and the freaks they make out of people. No people out here. No people-no problems. You get addicted to the rituals of decadence and fear. What's wrong with the system, becomes whats wrong with you. You don't figure it out until you have eaten yourself alive. This afternoon, a woman came up to the front of my cabin. She said that she was magic and she would grant me a wish. I told her I didn't believe she possesed such powers. She told me to hold out my hand and think of somthing that I want that would fit in the palm of my hand. I did. The ring I had lost fifteen years ago appeared in my hand. I told her I was ready to make a wish. I wished that she turn into a grain of sand and throw herself into the wind. I threw away the ring too.

 

[dballer]

Weak now, because you own , you possess. You have something that they can take. You remember how it was when you had nothing. You looked at the ones who had what you wanted
and you felt strong in your need. Brave in your limited surroundings. Righteous in your desires for something different. Contemptuous of those who had exactly what you wanted. You hated them because they looked weak and slightly scared. You circled the water hole and thought about closing in.
Now you have it and feel weak in your power to keep it. You feel desperate to make them see that you won't let them take it away. Because it's yours. You never had to justify yourself and your possessions before. I earned this. I worked hard for what I've got. I paid my dues. I deserve this. You say these things to yourself as the animals circle and wait. Shake your fists at the Hyenas. Chase them away from your water hole. Justify. See them all differently.. Now you see that they all want something. You get some juice. Human becomes prey. Human gets scared. Figure out that you have to become hard to keep it yours. You have to be cruel. You have to kill them off just for looking. Leave the bodies by the water hole so the rest will see. Hang spent bullet cases from fishing line outside all the windows of your house. Put up signs. Please break in.

I would love the opportunity to kill you legally.

Let the fear turn into desperate anger. Start seeing the differences in people. They all start looking suspicious.

They all want.

The need never stops. Out there, someone is always needing. Always hungry. Always looking at you. Checking your eyes for weakness. Zeroing in on the vein in your neck. As they circle the water hole. And close in.

 

[Peyote Killa]

I like that, what is that from? Where can I get related works?

 

[starfish]

 

[addickt]

You should have traded that ring for some Spam.. You are gonna starve to death.

 

[polarpixie]

db, I love it.

 

[dballer]

I like that, what is that from? Where can I get related works?

ask and you shall recieve

 

[polarpixie]

ask and you shall recieve

I'm asking also. so when shall I receive?

 

[dballer]

it takes a little time!!! I will get a good one on here...

 

[decem]

why the fuck do you have CABIN in the DESERT???