The Evil Black Indiana Jones
The Lost Art Of Beautiful Girls
(2017)
If it’s not what you thought…
Don’t..
.or
wanted..
Stop
A man walks into the desert.
Pam?
My gun..
Can you hear me?
Sally, my gun…
Get me my gun.
Jane?
A shaky hollow voice spoke.
“You ruined dreamland”
I slipped back into a state of sleep.
I watch over you.
Two fingers close my eyes.
The structure of society has imprisoned us.
I…
We are slaves.
(The most)
Not only to our work.
Cant..
And to money..
Take.
Make them disappear!
But to ourselves.
Beautiful.
There are things we want.
Girl.
Things that we desire.
My eyes.
But mostly these things are but a thought.
Off.
We have no idea how to attain what it is we desire.
And we dont even know where to begin.
You.
We are too tired to consider these things.
In.
And.
The.
Act.
World.
In a manner.
That will allow us.
What it is we want.
To acheive.
And.
In many cases.
We don’t even have the chance to consider what is that we really want and to explore these ideas, to let them grow and become a part of reality.
This system is broken.
I have faith in humanity.
And there is desperate need for change.
There is no lesser evil.
Drastic change.
He’s perfect.
My jaw locked.
It isnt safe.
We just need some time.
We all need to stop and reflect.
We destroy the earth that provides for us.
And pollute this world to the point where it is nearly too late to save her.
Don’t go outside.
We all die and the last man standing will be hunted for his crimes.
We need to look around.
And ask ourselves.
What do we need here?
As people.
What do we require?
How did you get like this?
What can we do here.
Look beyond them.
To make things right and stop seeking what we want though all the wrong measures.
What is it that will make us happy?
You’re so beautiful.
What can keep us.
“I love you very much”
And those around us happy?
Because at heart.
Show me.
We are all born.
Your.
With the same needs.
Cold.
That is where you went.
Broken.
We all have (Heart) ‘s’ and we all if we could strive to do good and make those around us happy, which will make us happy.
And it begins with our children.
And you want me to deal.
Our future.
I’ll remove his head over a span.
The children.
After twelve days and once im done with the young.
Where you went.
I can’t end it.
Let these kids live.
(The most)
And let them do anything they want.
And I won’t.
It will be the most (beautiful) structure in all history and everyone who will enter it will die.
I don’t even fucking care.
It will take all time and we will destroy it (in) less than a night.
And we just want to get high and fuck shit up.
Arm yourselves and the streets will run red with blood.
I take my time with her and she’s last.
I stand for (the world).
We dont want to do anything.
The most beautiful girl.
She had me in tears.
What place is this is not a sphere we live on a crater and sunk underwater above ground in open air.
And.
They say this is the greatest nation in the world.
‘The most beautiful girl in the world’
That here we represent the world.
A nation formed by others.
You know I care.
Fires prevail and madness consumes us.
There will be nothing else.
United.
There is nothing else.
Throught different cultures.
We all lost our minds.
Spanning the entire globe.
That.
(Eat every animal ‘Here’ and remember how they taste when they’re gone)
We.
And we can tell them.
Are.
What it was like and they wont even care.
United.
For the ones that don’t speak.
I can’t even look at you!
So we click.
And most of us die.
Then we could dance and do shit when the lights come on.
And drive cars off the sheer side of a cliff.
Strapped to the roof face up going backwards drinking shit from the hill that they made with their feet.
And we can quit our jobs in a passionate rage.
Let the kids fend for themselves.
Dont let them hold you back.
Be free.
Kill people.
Drink blood.
Eat flesh.
Start fires.
Hunt something.
Die an honorable death and be forgotten.
Tell her that you love her.
Let someone know how you feel.
Be in love and cry.
Let the world burn.
Because we hate it and we dont care.
Drag them from office and hang them in the streets.
Set examples with their charred remains and hunt their families.
And if there’s someone above you kill them.
Take to the streets.
The voice of the people is louder than any one man.
I promise.
I’ll kill your handsome father with my bare hands.
Your new job is to have sex and do drugs.
If you have racist tendencies act on them.
Injure the weak and the old.
Rid our society of their cause.
Flood the street with drugs.
You take money or blood?
