Showing posts with label Kill or be killed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kill or be killed. Show all posts

Thursday, September 6, 2012

"Whatever it Takes, Babycakes!"


Survival of the Fittest is, at heart, dependent on the
flexibility of learning old ways aren't working, and
willingness to learn new ones.

Underhandedness is not off the table.
Morality is an outdated concept.
"By Any Means Necessary" is the new standard of
excellence, and slogan for all who wish to see tomorrow.

If 'anything goes,' then the only real answer to halting
someone out to harm you is to end that person mercilessly.
Do or die, baby....you're either the winner or the loser;
there is no in between.

A bullet to the head of an opponent can make things a
bit messy if you don't have the resources for disposal
(or, greasing the hands of necessary accomplices.)

A lack of resources isn't a dead-end, however. One can
attempt to fly under the radar and keep your nose clean.
That doesn't mean staying out of the arena; War can be
waged in all kinds of ways.

And you'd best be prepared to rumble; staying out of the
fight promises nothing. Some will imagine you weak,
even target you as a result of passivity. No rest for the weary.
Eventually, you have to throw down to prove you can.

The problem is we live in a society where the pretense
at least is of a civilized society, and there are certain
agreed-upon standards of behavior that unpopular, poor,
and unconnected people must abide by, lest we wish to
be disappeared into the labyrinth of one institution or
another.

Creativity, hand in hand with bold determination, is our
only counter. Whereas many have wealth, resources,
compatriots, and network to rely on, the rest of us are in
the midst of the dog-eat-dog harsh reality.

Personally, being left with no one and nothing has made me
stronger than ever. I've found depths of pain and gristle I
never knew existed. I have tapped into my animalistic side,
become a warrior and survivalist, and deadened myself to
all weakness.

It's all a part of the process. In this world, in order to
hold your own, everything old must die in order for the
new you to be born. If you want to live badly enough,
that's where it's at.

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Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Fuck a Narcissist

"Pussy Got Sway"


I'll tell you what.
I concede;
It's all 'Kill or be killed,'
and you're just the cat that be skilled.

Nothing wrong with kissing babies
with the same mouth that talks shit.
No problem with pretending godliness
so you can abuse via feigned divinity.

I'm jealous of your dickery.
I seethe that you can melt the Eskimos
igloos and then sell them new ice.
Your dispassionate and snarky
command of managerial manipulation
are true mastery.

You are The Head Asshole In Charge.

And you can have it, sweetheart.

I know, now, that that is what it takes
to make it, at least in the same way,
and I'll happily die alone knowing
that I don't have to suffer fools and
falsehoods gladly.

You can have your monies and empire
and sway over the masses, fake teeth clenched
in a charming mind-lock of all you possess.
None knowing you.
Your ill-gotten gains.
Your meaningless word.
Your fictional heart.

I don't need to compete;
you're your own worst enemy.
And I don't want what I have not got,
since you showed me the spoils
of your inner war.

Thank you for your sacrifice.
Sucker.

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