ANGER AS CLEAR AS THE TONE OF MY VOICE
A worldwide line.
The fundamental conditions of life form a long line. Subscribe. Subscribe. Follow. Subscribe. Not there. Here. Download and share my anger. Calm and considered, listen to the voice of supremely primal anger. Give me your chills, the last of mine died. The most intense it’s been, a fatty excess, impossible to chew. Too much at once. Too many bullets. Too many guns. Too much heroine. Too much of at once not enough. Premature deaths score touchdowns for anger. Home runs, foul balls. A+, B-. No show failure. Elementary. Junior high. Politicians. GED. Teachers. Consider it all absorbed.
Lovely generation, I’m angry at the cost of an unimpressive Bachelor’s. Master’s in anger. PhD. High interest, mangled climate. Anger. At science and knowledge and ignorance and anger itself and angst and therapy and the heavy hope of unnecessary positivity. Pain in the mirror. Nuclear family. Lack of energy. Angry now and tomorrow. Anger stirs yesterday and yesterday. Now it points at you. Fear.
I’m angry at the gym at which I don’t belong. When casual, when formal, when back and forth, when certain, when calloused, when gentle, when cruel. I’m angry at your anger. I’m angry anger. Disease contributes to spite the cure. Bacteria does not care; life evolves and resists. I’m angry at music, no matter how pretty; there’s harm there too. Ringing. Ringing. Ringing. Forever a reason to yell in precisely this manner.
Car porn, tech porn, fashion porn, book porn. I’m angry at filth. I’m as angry as the confidence found exclusively in nonsense. Narcissistic thirst trap — Instagram. Free will. Lack. Constant and instantaneous anger. Bloated software. Proud boys. Particularly slow-to-reform religion. Suspiciously common bigotry waves with the simplified ubiquity of raging red flags ... everywhere. Feedback loops. TikTok. Billionaires. Unbearable asymmetric intelligence. Artificiality.
Anger consumes what remains of me, alive. The anger I thought I knew assures me I had no idea. Polyamory, monogamy, bi, cis, trans, kaleidoscopic carnival of hateful games. Confusion. Friends, co-workers. FaceTime, real time, dial up texts. Tribalism. Plays, movies, stories. Fads. Scrolling hangover. History repeating. Falsehoods. Love. Divorce. No matter male or female. Deaf. Dull. Bright. Sunset.
High Dynamic Range. In analogue warmth and lossless compression. Clever truths, corrosive lies. Trafficking. Rich, wealthy, healthy, poor, arrogant, kind. No change, only more. Magic, astrology, tarot, assumptions, curiosity, satisfaction. Identity. Sweeping generalizations. 4-Chan, Reddit, Twitter, X. (The word formerly.) LinkedIn. Tuned out. Epistemology. Divisible humanity feeds the root of anger. Confusion as well as clarity. Clarity, finally. Hilarious humor, there is anger here too.
