Hey Everybody!

The Passion is in for the long haul. Shee----------it.
No gripes. No bitching.
No observation of a truth you already know.

We ain’t talking Passive Passion, mother-fuckers. We are talking Active Action.

Lust for living. Lust for giving. Lust for inflicting a ruckus so obscene that bitch-bots flee in panic. No fear, cavalier. The mechanized force of entailment unleashed. Oh great beast of disinterest! Life emerges naked and whole. Tattoos unnecessary. Scars suffice. A slam-dunk with authority.

Gambits? Pump fakes? Piercing?
No, my friends. No.

Uncoddled screams without the cloak of fashion.
Let the other be wary for an instant. Let the other fear.
Evoke? Invoke?
Hell no. Force. Create.
Bust a beef so immense that only a double cheeseburger and a cheeseburger will suffice.
Eat death and consume the weaker.
There is only one law, and it cannot be broken.