What makes you think ? What propels the electrical circuitry or circus / bent current you call a mind. Kind soul please tell me. These trees wrapped in 72 deadly magics taste like grapes and cabbage black hearts breaking, suicide leisure What makes you think hedonism is anything but suffering, shut up and love watermelon with me
And as for liberation, that chameleon Lincoln, Plantations were large townships run by black slaves. Don't expect the movies to prove you. Are not famous. No one knows your slave name. Angry beautiful regal black African slaves were the fabric holding the economy of the American South in place, and they were killing their pathetic captors in acts of brilliant retaliation far before the Civil War. The so called owners, planters of an indomitable black seed, were afraid, outnumbered, their avarice had backfired.
So Lincoln freed them, not niggas, not slaves and black saviors. He freed the ghosting planters, that was the role of what we named emancipation. And as soon as black people left the plantation, the police force and the prison system were established to replace its aims. The goal has always been free labor without backlash. That labor includes entertainment, music, dance, literature, our most advanced technologies, which we sell in exchange for some mirage of progress. Now that we aren't tolerating that and robots are on the horizon, machines to do that undesirable work, the goal of the prison system and the police force is quickly shifting from the holding captive of free black able bodied laborers, to genocide. They kill us and sell our organs and stem cells on the black market in effort to become more like us. And all of our artists are so preoccupied with outcry and vengeance that we enter into a numb frenzy of performed resistance. In both the conscious and subconscious minds of the white man it is known this American experiment is coming to an end. And when the small time crooks convinced they’re on a winning streak see you laughing by candlelight—