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The Swarm The Swarm by Lil Low-Cu$$'t
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“Neutrality always swallows all things mighty. The path of least resistance ensures all forks in the road are made comfortable descents into a mediocre valley of oblivion, an oblivion where nothing of note happens, where the audacity of uncomfortable choice is checked by the rank vanilla stank of stagnant stasis. In God's heaven, taking a hard stance is the heinous act of a heretic. Abandon all autonomy ye who enter here. Days of remembrance are reserved only for those who take a stand.”
Lil Low-Cu$$'t, The Swarm
“I wanna bury my face in Corona Girl's spikes. mask on of course. Always use protection, kids! When worldwide Rona cases surpass a hundy mil, I'm gonna surprise her with a dinner date in a restaurant packed with maskless Ignavi.”
Lil Low-Cu$$'t, The Swarm
“Find me one person outside The Swarm who's actually HEARD of plutocracy. Because that's wht we live in, Cuss't. A plutocracy, not a democracy. But you know that. You're a really good listener. I suppose the bit helps.”
Lil Low-Cu$$'t, The Swarm
“Democracy was never anything but a contingent hodge podge of basis thoughts haphazardly slapped together in the minds of starry-eyed philosophers who infinitely outweighed the value of Mob Man's voice to that of The Genius.”
Lil Low-Cu$$'t, The Swarm
“One does not simply meme revolutions by halves. Even those with the shortest of attention spans could hold their focus for at least 9.81 meters per second squared.”
Lil Low-Cu$$'t, The Swarm
“I am ontological proof that reality cannot collapse in on itself. Its worst aspects always push back hard as fuck. My psyche is a buffet for a beast with hollow legs. Pet me in the dark and I will put you in the dirt. Inner star, fallen star, fuck your star. I am the starless night.”
Lil Low-Cu$$'t, The Swarm
“Who else is like me? An INTJ? Fuck your type. I am a CUNT through and through. Give me mud and guts. Blood and cuts. Occam's Razor to reasons jugular. You say your point flows from peak to trough, but your highs I only know as lows. The trench is my home. The machine gun is my welcome mat. I may die on paper, but I am no forgotten soldier.”
Lil Low-Cu$$'t, The Swarm