there's another america much darker than what the adults told us. the adults lie all the time.

it's like authoritarianism on a bad acid trip. the world is melting down. like the walls, they flowed like a cave the walls in my windowless cork-lined basement room in college on window pane when i could hear every voice in every room in the house above but they were all in me. this dark world though, this is somebody else's trip entirely. these adults are tripping on pure evil, more powerful than any hit of acid known.