anti-submission sesion

Swallow my pain, drive her insane. Stay for a while and in the blink of an eye try to save the fragments of consciousness gazing back like broken glass. Jump out of the numbness; you’ve remained in the dark for so long…Don’t you remember? You used to feel, you used to see. Blindness took over when you weren’t looking. And now it stares back at you square in the eye. Its helpless, every time a thought of unconventionality pops into your mind, the conditioning suppresses the rebellion of ideas and sends you dashing back to the place you were before. To the dark. To the system. To the slow turning wheels of the darling structure.

Don’t.

Don’t.

Don’t.

Systems of control fighting for the head of fucking Slavery Incorporated. Time to stand, time to understand, become conscious. Break free, break loose, and once and for all overthrow world controllers.
Submit and regret.