In imperialist pig dog Yankee land lays the path of the pleb, our whole society is a grooming session by the pdfile capitalist trans international elite. Every pop culture reference is a distraction from our problems and a catharsis for the gaping wound that is the void of any real way of life, as we occupy and claw for our meaningless positions in the hierarchy of obfuscated barbarity. It is an inversion, where the leader is a follower and the follower is a leader that is dead, if there is a hell, it is inside your head. In the web of lies they flood the zone that’s why no one knows what’s going on, plebs join their tribe and that’s where they’ll hide in their prideful ignorance as the Minotaur chases them through the superstructure of tyranny and then they cry victim. There is a reason why bad things happen and it is a business model. Can’t have winners without losers. In the dog pile only one idiot comes out with the ball. This is a land that is an empty vessel. This is a land of unimportant things.