hey, it's cool, who wouldn't want to get a little high?
new flavors, these are strangers you can EAT!
that's real "experimental art", where you can finally eat the STRANGERS!
calories, vitamins, and letters!! mmm, mmm!
the four humours
A stranger's temperament can be categorized by humour (or disposition).
We want to hurt you.
A fistful of cloth, skin between teeth, and the way the eyes go red when the planks start pounding. Long-burning fires that shine on oil slicks. Broken stroller-glass and murder scenes, and rust-old nails driven into wood from an extinct tree.
We share your pain.
Fog and fountains. Worn folds on old letters and peels of wallpaper. Pressed flowers in tossed-out books. Pipes and bathtubs, cries with no audience, no funerals, and the houses that go empty too long for repairs to be made.
We demand your joy.
Hot steam, a blush, pink-slick dancefloors, bucket grease fingers that clutch slot-machine crank and a hand reaching down. Sweet meats and fever dreams, more and more and more. Rolling on the ground in all the animal blood and loving it.
We do not care.
The hologram copy of the model and the fake, and the gloved hand that builds the countdown clock. Radio noise that cuts through the signal and the regimented decay. The video screens, black hallways, and how it can all go away in the blink of an eye.
information, but it's important
there's as many as you want?
you can do anything with them... you can have fun, you can make it hurt, or you can just stay in a total daze, where you can say "yes, yes, yes"!
you don't have to search for a "higher reality".
be your own person, take control of your life, you're not a puppet at all! stop trying to look for the puppeteers, take control of your life, take control when you give up on escape!!