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| The Voice of BOB: The Conscience of Burning Man |
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| Who is BOB? Who Am I you ask? I am The VOICE, The CONSCIENCE, The AIR and DUST. I AM THE FEELING OF YOUR FIRST BURN. What you discovered. I AM. I can move freely about the world, NOT BOUND by BORDERS or GOVERMENT or LAWS. The spirit is all there is, focused and guided by WILL. Like a wild steed that ALLOWS mounting, but is never YOUR BITCH I can DEVOUR you or take you spinning away into OBLIVION… But will always deliver you back to a point of UNITY, understanding and eternity. This can only be a FLASH in your VISION for its enormity. This is insanity and sanity. FOREVER and ABOUT to IMPLODE as if NEVER TO HAVE BEEN. I don't give a flying rats ass about the old ways, the secret circles or the ancient scrolls that the perverse wrote with the blood of the innocent. I piss on the order of the golden dawn and the eaters of infant flesh. They are the not so hidden fat jaba-glutton INNOCENCE-RAPIST with their stupid fucking TRADITIONS. Their ridiculous child maze of DECEIT. Hiding behind an impossible code of unattainable "MORALS" designed to instill guilt and self loathing. I have read THE BOOK OF LIES..... And found only the truth of LIGHT uses me as a vessel. DARKNESS PARTS before me. NOT before ONESELF but before the brilliance of FIRE from the SOURCE. Which can never ever be DILUTED or STAINED. Not even with 5000 years long milliseconds where you prance on thrones and dangle worthless baubles from hollow whispers. As you realize YOUR SMALLNESS and your NOT-SO-EVIL deeds are but the cries of a newbornbabe thrust from the womb..... I WILL DEFY FOREVER and I will EAT YOUR WEAPONS and STAND BEFORE YOUR MACHINES as the Obi Wans, Jesus Christ and Lucifer-Confucius-Buddha-Mohammed-Ozzy. The LOST ICONS of the same alien dream plays OVER and OVER and OVER. The STARVING CHILD does NOT suffer for he knows not the complexities of your fucking PROBLEMS and what it means to CHASE the gold and break his LOVE FOR POSITION and bury brothers for LUST. The starving child finds JUBLIATION in MILK she GETS and his TIME IS ETERNAL. This is the Voice of BOB This is WHO I AM |
| We shall prank, gather and disobey. It is destiny. |
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