Teknohazard Blog

Intoxicated world. boys and girls
Deal me up another hit [...]
And let me blow my brains. go insane
Throw it in my face and watch me chase it
Stimulate, wide awake
Need to stop this pain inside my head
Cause it’s laughing at me
Injection, explosion.
Burning as it surges through my veins
I’m addicted to all the colors that I see
That you hold in front of me
You have changed me
Why do I love you when I know you’re wrong?
Over and overindulges in anyone or anything
That makes you feel so alive
I am electrified. I’m so high
Numb to all of you who are just out to get me
Fascinate, magic state
Cast a spell and maybe Imight forget who I am
Cowardice, selfishness
Thank you for letting us watch you die
[chorus]
Liar! you are a liar!
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– by P.O.D.

“If fire break out in a house, and some one who comes to put it out cast his eye upon the property of the owner of the house, and take the property of the master of the house, he shall be thrown into that self-same fire.”

– Hammurabi, 1790 BC

… What should I see, but dozens of defunct wasps’ nests scattered on the ground near my front porch? If they’ve been there long, I’ve certainly never noticed them before.

And there was a wasp perched on the front door, waiting for me to open it for him. I took the welcome mat and smacked him with it; he fell on his back on the porch, kicking his little wasp legs until I stomped on him, putting him out of his misery and my house.