You Are A Robot!
Received a very patronising letter attempting to inform me about the provisions of the Education Act 1990 by a robot the other day, so this is my tongue-in-cheek reply ~ to that robot:
My typography teacher @ uni tried to fail me in the subject after these infamous words were submitted in a very naughty piece that broke all the rules and totally shitted all over the design brief. Rewarded with high distinction by another lecturer who happened to agree with it’s sentiment in this music video. For now ~ I am content with allowing this post to remain as it was originally intended to be.
A poem from 1997, which i’m now using in response to another stupid robot from 2008.
You Are A Robot
In negative philosophy,
time passes.
A lingering bad smell,
is stained upon the university walls.
Vacant stares,
evaporate into silence….
Tuberculosis,
on a hot
neon sign,
yearning for a good wank
in opulent water.
Sorrow burns tenaciously,
in an everlasting bubble of rushes.
I hate this so-called “God”.
Syphilis on him!
An absolute waste of copious time.
Of all that money has to offer,
I’m presented with this,
pathetic lecturer!
émigré?!
So what!
You are a robot.
Simon Says…
Doubt Yourself.
A seductive tool,
to remind us of time
and how distorted it becomes.
Away…. Away!
..at how the nadir darkens onto a
burnt-out pool of vomit.
Idiot!
Outrageously uncreative,
stupid,
little,
so and so.
Yearning to bring back to life,
dead old ways.
I close my ears,
to drown out your insipid notions.
FUCK YOU!
…I quietly scream.
Tolerating what I can…
You are a Robot.
Simon Says…
Confuse Yourself.
To you,
it’s all nothing!
Your idealism,
lacerates
every drop of inspiration.
A rancid reflection,
of eclectic lost causes.
How invigorating,
to see Neolithic half-witted dorks,
show their intolerance!
How do we fucking escape these contradictions?
Riot?!!
Stuff their mouths with
Kellogs Cornflakes?
~ Why not?!!
You are a robot.
Simon Says…
“Hate Yourself”
I know what lies ahead,
you have to find,
The Brain.
Only YOU,
can kill the brain!
Yes,
some of us just may disagree with your arguments.
Keen to attack it,
with our own opinion.
Then I think…
What good ~
…would that do?
Our own opinions,
are underrated,
and rejected ~
because having to listen to,
New Ideas,
don’t correspond to your own fucking idea of,
“evergreen design” ~
I fucking hate you!
Go on and forcefully insert your
foul iconoclast contradictions,
up into the air,
and hear us laugh at two baboons.
You people,
are the tyrannical rats,
of evolving dismemberment.
A long wait it becomes,
to complete the instructed tasks.
Buzz off,
Angel from Below.
I curse and will,
enjoy to see your stupidness
become further outmoded,
and DIE!
~
