Letter day: Alpha Hotel Foxtrot Umbrella Charlie Kangaroo
September 17, 2007
I spent my typing on the title; let’s get down to business.
What do you want?
What do I want?
I want Raisin bread that doesn’t put lie to it’s name with every bite.
I want to beat a midget with a 9 iron and have him laugh like it’s was sunshine.
I want to drink gasoline until my eyes shimmer with rainbows and my words combust.
I want to shake ugly babies until we both start crying
I want a better world for bastards, just because
Yo, This is the king of all clowns…stomping my feets into yo town, burn it down, burn it down, look right it’s the popo ,coming after fo’ yo…get my gat rain down poison, twist a neck death by torsion…respect
Sureshot, I’m going to need a little clarification here: is this a threat? An enticement to battle you? A cry for help? A call to action? Some sort of faux ghetto cyber exhibitionism? Maybe you think I’ll use my extensive connections within the hip-hop industry to facilitate your big break? Well I won’t, Sureshot (though I could), as you rained down poison bullets on me, and that’s just hurtful.
Seriously, u write some weird fucking shit on this site. Where do u get that shit, u got problems or something?
Dirty Angelo Fontana
We all got problems, Angelo, but the weird fucking shit tends more towards solution than symptom for the stressors in my life. Sublimation, baby…it’s the only emotional alchemy worth a damn. You would be surprised at the amount rhetorical aggression you can channel into a retarded story about centaurs fighting seahorses, or some shit. You have no idea how many unstomped faces, drunk dials, and sudden employment changes have been avoid because Beats Entropy lets me convert inner turmoil into surreal self expression.
Hey you seem pretty bright. You should raise an army and conquer the world, so you can use your mastery over the population to make things more awesome. Think about having control over everyone…being in charge of everything….it’s the sweetest plum in sugartown two times running.
What changes and laws would you enact?
Jester County, IW
I’ve never understood the whole desire for world domination. I barely exercise the control I have over my own life; there is very little appeal in extending that obligation over the whole planet. Imagining being in a bad relationship with a clingy chick that wants you to make all her decisions for her, then criticizes you no matter the outcome….only she has six billion bitchy sisters that want to move in with you. No thank you.
Anyways, excess obligation aside, I think your confusing mastery with dominion.
A helpful example: Say I cram 10 000 ladybugs down my pants; I now have dominion over them, but I don’t have mastery. Sure I largely control their general situation, movement, and can exact vengeance upon them at will …but I still have swarms of ladybugs crawling about my junk and bunghole. Despite my massive amount of power over them as a whole, without specific awareness and connection to them as individuals I can never really affect their desires and volitions, the core of what is Them. 
Rulership over the world amounts to being a immensely powerful babysitter…no respect, no love, but all the hassles of being a parent. Fuck that noise.
If I did get stuck with that shit job what changes would I make (before I was inevitably corrupted by power and boredom).
1. I’d burn this whole mother down for being stupid enough to give me the reins.
 Mastery in the sense of mastery over another’s will, discrete autonomy and beliefs/perceptions.
 I suppose some sort of mind control device would somewhat circumvent this limitation, but even then your still will not able to affect their will, you’re just able to extend your own through them by proxy. You might as well play with your sisters doll house, if that’s your bag.