Homage to DP

This moral majority for morbidity espousing, captivating capitalistic impulse. Obsessors of oppression creating, captivating ... no one - the derivation of the problem. Circling cyclone of catastrophe down. Up. Uppers. High. Caffeinated consumers consuming, consummating the sacred marriage of capitalistic morality. Flouters. Flouting modernity, the child of traditionalism. Traditionalistic trespassers traipsing, eliminating the past. A past. Who's past? Mine? Yours? Theirs. The they that are. Are leading a culture so morally mandated, castrated by a yesteryear of non-existence. Norman Rockwell weeps for a world he never knew, yet made. Man made facade, a wad of gum, stuck under a desk, a pest, but reality. Children are not perfect. But imperfection drives creation -ism, isn't mandated by the government, but church, all caught in a lurch. Morality 101. But do you dare compare some liberal replacement. Defacement of religion? Do we prey on those who pray to God. Who's God. Under this star strangled banner of conformity. We trust in God. god. God the almighty who smites like Zeus' thunder bolts. A colt. A country. 200 years. A mere blip, a snip of the cosmos coming cosmically to some clueless Cambrian explosion. A paradigm paradoxically occurring peripherally. The mainstream monotony marching mundanely towards ... the mundane. Counter culture coerced, perverted purposely. Perplexed creators standing by their morals, running contrary to culture - counter culture becomes the norm. Abstract abstractions lining walls pervert the call of poverty and indignation. Become the markers of the wealthy. Sixty dollar shoes shamelessly lining walls of malls. Artistic aspirations apprehended. Extended beyond the gutter to displace the commonplace. The race begins. No one wins. No mistake, what is at stake, your soul. Religion 101. Consuming consumers - correlating expenditure with loyalty - the royalty live on where morals go to die.