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Mission Statement:
Hello there deary dears,
I am pretty confident that none of you will read this, because one either none you care or two you dont bother to trouble yourselves to read anything because that would infringe on your cool, or whatever it is that causes you to continue living your very simple boring and uncomplicated lives. And to those of you who might brush over this when you visit this blog taking in just what you need the gather a small understanding into what exactly is going on here, or those of you who might read in a pit of spite against the producer of the blog or spite out the audacity of the individual responsible for writing this unsubstantial, immature, un- beautiful-loser-life-time -bartender-graffiti- album-art-black-hoodie-non-commited- anything-goes- you- are - read- this- you- fucking- idiot- ready- made- photographer- esque rant that is at its best is very very very un cool.
Something has to be done, I am not saying I have any ideas onto what but its over everyone the snake is now eating its own tale and has been for quite some time now, as far as I remember which probably means it began before my entry into this earth. But I am still writing/ or typing, so that means it has taking complete control yet. You are probably think one why the fuck is it arrogant , elitist asshole writing this, two why the fuck am I (you) reading this nonsensical bullshit , I got shit to do like fuck my girlfriend, or painting another meaningless (yet cool because I know how stupid painting is and I am[you again] great because I dont know shit about painting or its history but okay because that is what makes a good painter at least that is what older(downtrodden) cooler people tell me .) painting. Lets get things straight I dont have I problem with what you are doing, go for it man "Do your thing ", makes not difference to me because I am going to "Do my thing" by writing this seemly gratuitously pointless statement and all is well in the world. Me and you ( once again this is you) are at peace, in the midst of our " things". but that is my point, fuck our "things", fuck " peace in the world ", fuck all this shit. I want to drink your blood, and I can imagine only imagine you want to drink my blood, and I am alot more comfortable with that then all that other contradicting bullshit I was saying before.
Alight, back to the Apocalyptic vision I started with. We all of us came into a world with out GOD, thats right the big man upstairs, we came into a world in which God had been assassinated by a racial Texan, and in the absents of his divine watchful eye Satan and graffiti bomber by the moniker Sacer have run amok over all the hopes, aspirations and dreams of the poor and middle class artistic Males ( the poor and middle class artistic females are busy giving Satan and Sacer titty jerks on a pile of money which belongs to someones parents) in heartland of the greatest country in the fucking world. These poor and middle class artistic males are systematically being invested, and thereafter destroyed by Satan and Sacer's{IRAKCREW } minions. The only way you can tell one of the minion's from a true american poor to middle class artistic type is: they have glasses or contacts, and there parents have there bakc even if its not immediately apparent, but due to this they are particularly gutsy
( the old I have nothingto lose attitude ) which makes them a lot more appealing to the poor- to middle class artistic type. this is the kinda guy you would say "Whoa, that guy has balls", or you could find yourself saying "Man, this guy is so chill(cool)." But the reasoning behind why this child of Satan's and Sacer's army is so "chill" or why they appear to have "balls" is because they are secure and at the same time insecure. Secure in the fact that what ever they do their will not be any real consequences and they are insecure why the fact that they are not one of you, and to win your confidence (therein your loyalty, and therein your soul ) is by great acts of that appear to be risk but are merely risks to a person with something to lose (us).

In closing, I would to mention or state rather, dont let Satan and Sacer's homeboys get to you,
I dont and this is why I will fail in eye's of the cool masses. I was upset about this, but now I am over it. I just wanted to attempt to inform you (you), that your blood is still pure and its hasnt yet been compromised by evil as of yet. But it can be, so watch out for soul-sucking minions of Satan and Sacer's mediocre cool army.

Sincerely yours ,
always and forever,


-Austin Martin