Monastery

We need more wars and suicides to keep our national health alive. While hopes of euthanasia die the youthful unemployed provide meaness to an end – survival of the fittest. Sickness to the very core; politics, money, laws. Shake your tins, give to the cause if it helps you feel less poor but less is more as more goes to the richest. Loss of confidence, restrictions, number crunching games. Tick-box exercising systems make you go insane Meet us at the monastery, we’ll take sunny sauce, read poetry, pretend we’re in some romantic tragedy. So close and yet so far, smoking guns but no cigar. It doesn’t matter who you are, rising sun or dying star, or la-di-da or okay yah, alright la. Lots of contra-contradictions, crimes of fiction claims. But when it comes to telling tales nothing stays the same. So meet us at the monastery, we’ll take sunny sauce, read poetry, pretend we’re in some romantic tragedy. You can’t get what you want till you know you want it. You can’t get what you want. Meet us at the monastery.

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