Stone Sour – Omega

What a skeletal wreck of a man this is

Translucent flesh and feeble bones

The kind of temple where the whores and villians try to tempt the holistic tones

Running rampant with free thought to free form the free and clear

And the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a laundromat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, NOW

We all have a little sin that needs venting, virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems ripped from the branches of office do you know what your post entails?

Do you serve a purpose or purposely serve?

Wind down inside your adivistic allure, the value of a summer spent and a winter earned

For the rest of us there is always sunday

The day of the week that reeks of rest but all we do is catch our breath so we can wade naked into the bloody pool and place our hand on the big black book

To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers

A vacation is a countdown

T minus your life and counting

Time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube and hope you get a taste


I could go on and on but let’s move on shall we?

Say, you’re me and I’m you and they all watch the things we do and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs haven’t felt like this in years the great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse

Let me go and plunge me into the dead spot again

That’s where you go when theres no one else around it’s just you and there was never anyone to begin with now was there?

Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse and a finger on the trigger


Government is another way to say better, than, you!

It’s like ice but no pick a murder charge that won’t stick its like a whole other world where you can smell the food

But you can’t touch the silverware

*laughs* What luck!

Facism you can vote for

*snorts* Isn’t that sweet

And were all gonna die someday ’cause that’s the american way and I’ve drunk too much and said too little when you’re gaffer taped in the middle say a prayer save face get yourself together and (*sung in the background* SEE WHAT’S HAPPENING!) SHUT UP! (*background* FUCK YOU!) FUCK YOU!

I’m sorry I could go on and on but its time to move on so

Remember, your a wreck an accident

Forget the freak your just nature

Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean

Shit, snort and blaspheme let the heads cool and the engine run because in the end everything we do, is just everything we’ve done.


1 comment so far

  1. CT on

    I believe I may have missed the point of the argument of this website in reference to Omega. Allow me to explain. It’s pretty easy to mistake the absence of government with increased freedom. Anyone who thinks that these two things are the same has not thought the situation through sufficiently. Without laws, democratic processes, and infrastructural mechanisms to encourage equality, what is left to stop the wealthy (see also: powerful) from imposing its will the masses? The answer is: nothing.

    Denouncing the idea of government as a whole does only one thing: push back the advancement of humanity so far… terribly far. The idea that, “government is another way to say better than you,” is true for our current government, but is not some underlying truth for all future or potential governments. The influence of lobbyists, the high prices of higher education, the ability of the few people with vast wealth to live by a different set of rules than the masses… all of these things, which are so fundamentally and morally wrong, are our collective, government-facilitated (see the current oil industry) reality. Deregulation only proliferates these problems, giving the greatest of tax breaks to the wealthy, cutting social programs, forcing everyone to be fully financially responsible for himself, when the poorest of people can barely afford food, rent, or taking care of their children, let alone medical care and higher education. Trust me, I’ve been there. I know what it’s like to wake up in a fucking dumpster or box every morning. I was able to get myself out of that situation, with the help of some friends, a little talent, and personality. I am forever in debt to the fans, but most people aren’t so lucky, and it isn’t their fault. On the other hand, it’s no well-kept secret how easy it is to make more money if you already have a large sum to invest. I can personally vouch for this also. So why the fuck should the wealthy pay less taxes than the poor who have all been left behind?

    Now I fully support the idea of people being responsible for themselves, financially, laboriously, and legally: being truly free, self-governing citizens. However, there is a certain set of ideals that must be the foundation for individualism to really align with the ideal of equality. Here and now, in the “land of the free,” we have not established the infrastructural economic foundations necessary for individualism to be enforced and be morally right at the same time. Since this is the case, we have some work to do, some things to change before we can vanquish the inflated, bureaucracy of reality. We must carry out a social reform in our country, and redistribute the wealth to a point where the masses are on an equal enough playing field to subsist. Only then will there no longer be a need for such, admittedly, inefficient, bureaucratic, but completely necessary institutions that far-right conservatives of today denounce so strongly, at the same time making laws the burn our basic rights guaranteed by the natural laws and our Constitution to the ground, so we can be disempowered later.

    If you think our conservative leaders aren’t aware of the workings of things as I have described you are wrong, my friend. They are very aware. They sit day in and day out to devise counter arguments to the fundamental truth that no true American idealist would agree with. Our founding fathers rolled over in their graves a few times during the Clinton presidency, but have been in constant motion the last eight years under Bush II. See what many Fox News anchors have to say on the matter. They claim they are realists, which they are, but would sooner fight to the death than tell you what they stand to gain from such policies of deregulation as have been imposed in recent years. In reality, they want to retain their ability to be “better than you” by staying richer than you are. I have to admit though, they do want a change. These staunch conservatives are ambitious people, never content with their current situation. Their greed continues to drive them. They didn’t reach their level of wealth by saying to themselves, “Okay, I think I have taken enough of the average working man’s money; I am now content.” The other piece of the conservative puzzle is that they will say and do whatever it takes to convince you otherwise, convince you that the truth is dangerous to you and your family. Their most recent, very potent weapon has been fear, coupled with disseat, orchestrating one of the greatest tragedies to ever be highly publicized in American history. They didn’t, luckily, do a good enough job. There are a lot of smart, heroic patriots out there who have spelled out the truth amidst all of the lies through investigation and critical thinking. What I don’t understand is why so few are willing to listen.

    I know, it’s pretty depressing to think about. It’s a fucked up world we live in, to be sure. “A vacation is a countdown… time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube and hope you get a taste.” It is a break from our societal reality. A time to catch you breath from the marathon of American society as it currently is. To quote Rousseau,

    “The citizen is always active, and in a sweat, always agitated, and unceasingly tormenting himself in order to seek still more laborious occupations. He works until he dies; he even runs to his death in order to be in a position to live, or renounces life in order to acquire immortality. He pays court to the great whom he hates and to the rich whom he scorns. He stops at nothing to obtain the honor of serving them. He proudly crows about his own baseness and their protection; and proud of his slavery, he speaks with disdain about those who do not have the honor in taking part in it.”

    So why do the girls all look sad on the streets in this gold-encrusted town? The answer is “…in the air, all you have to do is reach up and grab it.” I’ve helped you along, you’re half way there. The truth has been suggested to you, but no body can understand something for anyone else, only for himself. Remember, what’s the only thing that’s real? It’s a fact, and nothing will change unless you change it.

    There is conflict on the horizon. Violent or not, I cannot tell. There is a group of people that will have everything in their lives stripped from them, their whole contrived reality, as punishment for their crimes, as punishment for their flawed ideals. Most of them are already aware of their crimes, but some of them are guilty only on not opening their eyes. The truth will spread though, as is the inevitable trend in human society. The day will come when we will all know of the crimes of our society members, though there is still time to determine for yourself to stand innocent and just, or accused and fallen.

    Now excuse me for playing the profit, which it might appear at first sight that I am, but hear me out. The reality of “the chosen” will certainly and undeniably end. Just like the revolutions of old, there is a similar answer to this reality, biding it’s time until the time is right. In our current reality, the chosen have the illusion of strength and power, and are good at creating institutions that support these lies. They offer us things, the things of dreams. However, they hid the long dark shadows cast. They did not tell us that they are, in brutal, undeniable reality, the things of nightmares. They did not tell you the cost of luxury they offered you, for if they had, you would not have bought it. Such is the downfall of our government that it allows us to be lied to. Such is the downfall of the government we live when we find out, and renounce the essential role we play.

    No one wants to wake up naked in front of their whole class. What a terrible thing that would be, to be so utterly naked in a clothed society. Yet, alas, the masses continue dreaming until a hero wakes up and emerges. The hero looks scary, at first, because such is the unanimous threat of all things different as perceived by us. He is very unique from the others, and can be easily picked out from the crowd, because he doesn’t do things the same way as everyone else. He does things his way, and appears to be much stronger for it. He is healthier, happier; his mind is strangely sharp from his way of life. His tongue says things that are not initially pleasing to the ear. He has systematically laughed at their offers to conform him, so absorb him into what is everyone else’s reality. He is a heretic, and would denounce all of that reality if he had someone to listen long enough. But his claims are not without basis. With every word he speaks, there is the undeniable undertone of truth, producing subtle echoes of change. People are slowly drawn to him. He catches the eye of all, even the wicked, who would kill them if they could keep their sight on him long enough. He is like a magnet of ethos, and slowly others start to change. It is a difficult process, because one must first become naked before he can learn to cloth himself on his own. The first are both brave truth seekers and the poor with nothing left to lose, also known as those free of society’s influence, but robbed of their inherent liberty. They look to their leader for guidance and support, and learn how to stand on their own by his example and experience. There becomes a rift in the classroom between the groups: one in which everyone dresses identically, eats from the same hand, and the other, quickly growing in numbers, dressed in a patchwork of his own labor eating only what he made with own two hands, ensuring that he didn’t rely on the travesty of his fellow man for subsistence.

    With no one left to exploit, the chosen have lost everything, and nothing. Wealth is now only measured in how well one can work, their reward being more time to for other activities of choice. Every dollar holds the same value, regardless of what number is written on it, because its only value is in its role as a fire starter or note pad. Its only value is in that it is paper. Out of the society of hierarchical exploitation has emerged the society of perfect individual liberty and economic equality, and it was made possible by the valiant world of academia who had the will to show us the way, and decision by the masses to begin to take the road less taken. Everyone will find his own way after he has seen what we will all see: that this life is not enough.


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