Narco Faith

“You don’t look fake when you unconsciously pretend.” – Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

The pill went down easy. Within minutes I felt the effects crawl over my soul. My desire assuaged, the direction became clear. Get more of this drug, get more, get more. Addiction’s voice is haunting and nagging, worse than an old wife on the rag. In my gut, I feel a recurring emptiness and my mind is filled with noisy clutter. They dance in an unsettled pattern that revolves around like the moon, the gravity of seriousness holding both of them close. I filled my bottle up with pretty little pills, the things that give me solace in the routine of restless seeking. Shaking the bottle, I looked again at the prescription, in bold letters, FAITH, and in small script below it, “can cause mindless ambling to churches and Tourette’s like expressions of religious clichés.” Damn this Faith, it’s a drug that allows me to feel good, putting icing on the cake of my rebellion, easing my conscience as I continue to act like the devils who I keep company with. I laugh as I sit in church, reporting weekly like I’m on paper and dutifully pissing for a spiritual U.A..  Someday I’ll lay down my bottle and actually commit to a changed lifestyle, instead of a mimicked mockery of a spiritual man.

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Reluctant Predator – Voices tell him what to do

“When you are being hunted,
set your mind as the predator.”
– Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

 

Vincent Fantauzzo

“Man, why did you do that? I didn’t do a goddamn thing to you!”

Here come the voices telling me what to do to him.

“Look, I don’t want any problems, I just want to be left alone.”

Eviscerate him! Look in his eyes as his entrails spill on his shoes.

“Hahahaha, nice joke man. Thanks for embarrassing me.”

No, no. That would be to quick and messy. DNA you know, gotta be careful.

“I’m leaving, please don’t follow me, please stop yelling at me”

Wait until he is drunk, then, burn him. Listen to his screams, pleasant music, a lullaby of revenge

“Why is it every time I see you, you put me down and make yourself look good at my expense?”

I’ll tie you up and feed you with parts of your own body you fucking asshole.

“Yeah, I’ll forgive you, again. It’s OK, I know your hurting too and you didn’t mean it.”

Motherfucker, I never forget! I store up the hate in me, a funeral pyre of for your death.

You never know what someone is thinking when you push their buttons. Be careful, there are predators among us, some reluctant, but vicious in their intent. Every man has his breaking point, just remember people are not what you see…the scariest part is what you don’t see. See you on the other side. Peace.

Reluctant Predator – Voices tell him what to do

“When you are being hunted,
set your mind as the predator.”
– Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

 

Vincent Fantauzzo

“Man, why did you do that? I didn’t do a goddamn thing to you!”

Here come the voices telling me what to do to him.

“Look, I don’t want any problems, I just want to be left alone.”

Eviscerate him! Look in his eyes as his entrails spill on his shoes.

“Hahahaha, nice joke man. Thanks for embarrassing me.”

No, no. That would be to quick and messy. DNA you know, gotta be careful.

“I’m leaving, please don’t follow me, please stop yelling at me”

Wait until he is drunk, then, burn him. Listen to his screams, pleasant music, a lullaby of revenge

“Why is it every time I see you, you put me down and make yourself look good at my expense?”

I’ll tie you up and feed you with parts of your own body you fucking asshole.

“Yeah, I’ll forgive you, again. It’s OK, I know your hurting too and you didn’t mean it.”

Motherfucker, I never forget! I store up the hate in me, a funeral pyre of for your death.

You never know what someone is thinking when you push their buttons. Be careful, there are predators among us, some reluctant, but vicious in their intent. Every man has his breaking point, just remember people are not what you see…the scariest part is what you don’t see. See you on the other side. Peace.