- the spirit of enterprise dialogues
1,
you are not human, no, I'm not condemning you
that you are a legal person, legal person is not a person
you like a ghost, wandering in the streets of the city
mechanical procedures you are already generated
Nissan thirty thousand night I also want you to
enter and leave the high-end office building and
spend a lot of money in front of the screen
to sell
all the dark
products to
people. The crowds of products that are as dark as petroleum flocked
to the embrace of nature and first peeed and
said:" I'm sorry, "
then opened the urethra, like a broken dam hole
2,
you are not human, no, I'm not condemning you
you are a corporation, not a legal person
you are my savior
once the tattoo has now become blurred
because of you The shelter
of the big spacious house, the glass is polished brightly.
Yes, you are my savior.
Now my belly is like a pregnant woman in October
because of your blessing,
warm buns, and good clothes and
water on the sheets. The expensiveness is that you take it from the sky.
3.
Yes, you are not a human.
4.
I have three eyes and
two never open.
Newspaper and TV are my only windows.
Their attention promises me to take care of my
mother for life . Red and swollen eyes
throbbing in the womb for ten months
Ten hours of labor and
ten minutes of intimacy
ushered in ten seconds of judgment.
Love is a condom to cover up.
I dragged my heavy breasts
and filled the
child with white pulp . I can only betray my own body
child. This is destiny. Arrange for the
next life, if there is another life — do
n’t blame your mother
for
covering
your nasal cavity when you were born ...
5.
No, you are not a human!
You're killing accomplice
(PUT A Gun Crime IF you toward are someone
Because you Mean to the kill HIM
Crime IF you PUT INTO A position the Person A
That the Slowly the kill HIM CAN)
you have all the big men of ability Nazha
clouds, rain cover translation The cloud is just a trick.
Your weapon is
wealth, status, power, and aphrodisiac.
6.
No, I don’t condemn
you. I’m all a helper
spider, but you woven a piece of cloth in the corner of your house.
You can wave your sleeves and
feather duster.
The white cloth on the head of kind sorrow
is filial piety
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