Chaos born out of anarchy. Oedipus Complex. |
“….I love you Mommy I really do I like the white thing you do. I love your face mommy I love to kiss you goodnight I love how you wake me up mommy When there is so much going down I love you too son I really do And I also like when you play With the white thing I do I know you like it And I do too For he’s not around Keep it a secret Keep it down I will mommy I promise I really do But mommy, I am bored I want them All of them Go ahead Take them There are yours Do what you feel like They don’t have a will of their own Thank you mommy I love you I really do.. End. Mommy! Mommy! I don’t like them anymore They don’t do anything They just keep doing the same thing I can’t teach them new tricks They don’t want to learn They are so scared Remember like Aunt Liberty. Don’t worry son I’ll help you out Here let me take this knife And let me cut my arm Let me bleed over them. Mommy don’t!! Why did you it mommy ? Why did you cut your arm? Don’t worry son I will be fine They will be happy So will you I am watching them mommy I am watching them smile I am watching the fool die. Thank you mommy They do so much more mommy I love you mommy I really do…..” Said Chaos to his mother Anarchy |