Empathic fucks. Many of the others locked themselves away, as they were life-threateningly afraid of the cove. Spending some quiet time alone, needlessly isolating themselves away from the world, made them an empath. Everyone is now an empath. Also, everyone is now punk rock; sporting their multi Kool-Aid colored hairstyles. I remember when being an empath and punk rock, actually meant something. It was a statement of defiance; coloring your hair pink, blue, or green. Now, I see middle-aged men and women, and older; rocking the Kool-Aided hair trends. Honestly, I couldn’t give two shits, how any of the sheeple want to live their lives. My issue is that the Kool-Aided hair, is yet another symbol of how the mindless follow the mindless; following some ridiculous trend, simply because it is in. There exists a purpose and meaning contained within punk rock. When grandmothers are sporting Kool-Aided hair, this is when punk stops being punk. Punk is a huge “Fuck You” to the establishment. Don’t you find it a little difficult to say Fuck You, to the enterprises you so desperately promote and provide income to? Of course not; you’re a fucking empath. Why would you take anything into consideration? This is why punk is dead; pieces of shit such as yourself killed it off a long time ago. Tell me empath; what are my vibrations communicating to you right now? No. That is not anger, nor hostility you are “feeling”. What you are feeling is the fear pouring forth, coming from within you. You know your claims of being an empath are false, as this too is another trend hidden within the nouveau normal. I know you want to belong. I know being part of a group or a tribe is extremely important to you. But you have lost yourself within seeking the acceptance of other sheeple such as yourself. Don’t blame me for your childhood, I wasn’t there. Whatever daddy issues you have, they are yours to work out. And believe me; your tribe couldn’t give two shits about you or your issues for that matter. This is the main reason so many of the sheeple such as yourself seek acceptance; they know the others do not care about them or their issues, but they keep searching, as they hope to find other sheeple who will.
G.G. Kalfas 