Primitive mind control thrusts out into our lives
And not only do we accept it
But embrace it
Love it
And as this media controls our thoughts and ideas
Life dies and the mind withers
Thus the death of our world
Will be one with its progression
And as we become more advanced
We become more primitive
We drink in this control
And surround ourselves with it
And as we feel ourselves die
We feel bliss
For ignorance is what we truly strive for
And we love the lack of thought
Thought is dangerous
And must be controlled
Must be stopped
And why should we resist?
Thought requires the lack of conformity
Conformity which is the basis of modern life
But as the conformity becomes more structured
Individual thought becomes less prominent
We bring our own demise