john rah letter to
lord lobster

back to 01.16.02

he had been in australia for years and i hadn't told him he was running. on his walk about.

the student council resorted to lying to get people to vote for someone else at the new election. they said he died in a plane crash. lost. not dead. but we withdrew and only 70% of the students voted for him the second time.

now after 25 years.

the agenda has been somewhat developed so that this time we really gonna kick ass.

_bunny stop_

i'll wrap it up tonight with just one point.

skin on humans.

a naked human bean is pretty fuckin' real. how the hell does it get a label of badness. what the fuck is shame. what are we hiding from. that we are butt naked primates. i find butt naked primate can be more appealing than clothed butt naked primates. one wears clothes to protect one's self from the harsh environment.

this grouping tits into a porno law in this usaer empire pious genocide. is pissing me off. fuck this stone age quest for ignorance. your acting like fuckin' retarded pricks. censorship, dictatorship, police state. military rule. fuck, the adjectives could fill the rest of the page.

and not one word says freedom.

you people have been fucked over. by your greedy oily war machine. they win. no one else does.

are you asleep over there.

i know you like it over there. they don't even have a good beer.

_duck stop_

i write what i am till i am what i write. then i write how i want to be. she really is lovely. not because i called on her to be lovely. it's the nature of angels. everything in the bible is backwards. a god would first create woman. men maybe as an afterthought. keep things more mad and more fun. so the kids can have a dad to take them places.

christ was an atheist who believed in angels and being born again. he existed. she existed. they existed.

still, we must write our own religion.

everyone, until we are over it.


bunnie john rah