i am peter pann, ..don't tell anyone
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37 years ago i decided that (what i call) adults have no interests for me
i have been hiding deep in my self, i have been brewing .. brooding some might venture to say...
i treat these adults all as preys.. then i cuddle them in for the kill
i dare anyone to meet me unadvised or thoroughly prepared and not be ran through from their socks outside of their comfort adult zone into my spiral of pitch humor and sense of race (yes i do mean our "human" race but this is hardly limited to them)
and how this world/society is uptight petty and yet insecure, brave and yet lazy, smart and yet only ever rarely with their heart, leaving cognitive habits take over at every turn
there are no depths that adults have not reached.. why would anyone cave in and sink into the feudora of adulthood? ..
.. never mind an "evil" fictional persona"that would tempt coerce anyone.. adults are the evil in this world .. this world that we simians have ejected out from our feeble hopes and dreams over generous generations
people who tell you that it will never work, you don't understand the basics of what you are doing/saying/declaring/engendering ..
humans are so complexified by technology, it is awing.. but the structure has only been "radicalized .. nothing has changed .. ever
alphas, followers, creative people, haters... all those are so tiny and boring
life is awesome and it takes people of a particular tribe to remind ungrateful at the first site of trouble adults.. that we make it all worth it
dreams, wonders, creations (not vulgar necroing eons' old concepts again and agin) are legion
YOU need to go out to meet/greet/invest in/help such instances of life in this bleak map you have US ALL in
of course no one is meaner than a kid
babies would nourish themselves on a carcass of family if situation arose
the younger the rawer
why is that?
where when and how does this turn occur? this loss of instinctive posturing and acting..?
i never met that turn, how when where with whom did it occur.. was it a sudden or long and invisible event?
will i ever know the bliss of knowledge, will i ever want all this to make any kind of sense?
so..
should i save the world
one poster at a time?
because (if asked politely) i can
little nemo's dreams made up awesome in windsor macay's art at the tun of the previous century teach us that nothing is too far fetch, nothing is ever standing still, even the skyscrapers are moving iat high velocities
dream on
then wake up and do
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