The disease that keeps consuming

Rac hatred ain't real to me, but to some people, it must be about themost atavistic motivtion for murder'
Submerged in the psyche, whenit appears, it has to take the form of wanting to see humans desecrated, Their bodies hideously unrecognizable, the degree of violence it would summonup in someone impaired by its pyschosis would be beyond the normal hatred that comes out in the liht of the day, the feudings, it has something deeper in it, more dehumanizing. When you look at victim's of race hate, They're bodies are always hideously muilated.They are not just murdered or expunged from the earth because they are a deterrent to someone's plans, like a normal murder, they have the look of mayhem that went through, the victims look like they were meant to suffer to where they would experience themost pain imaginable, they would physically cease to resemble anything human as much as possible and when the process had allowed them to be pathologically be reduced to this state, the purpose of which seems to be to prove that the hate the the race hater feels in the most atavistic and primitive corners of his brain is justified, these people aren't reallylike them, then the bodies are disposed of like garbage. Race hate victims, without exception,, the way race hate crimes are carried out show evidence not just of psychosis, but of hysteriabut deeper and at its center, a kind of schitzophrenia. The killer is trying to differentiate himself absolutely from the victim because he can't
differentiate himself from the victim, so at least every race hate crime is the killer trying to kill himself or part of himself that feel;s empathy or at least recognizes the connection that is obvious in physical terms, no matter how much he dehumanizes the victim in his mind, between himself and the victim.The reason the hate crimes have to be so completely brutal and what remains of the victim has to be so
nauseatingly to look at is because the killer is trying to pound out of his psyche the knowledge that the person he is killing not only makes demands on him, but its like schitzophrenia, who he is killing is in some way part of him, a mirror to him, no matter how utterly he detroys the victim, to the bitter end, the victim never ceases to be a mirror in which he can see himself, and probably the more he
destroys the victim, the more the mirror displays the killer, the more the killer can see himself in the victim.So the killer gets more and more hysterical the more he degrades the victim, because the more he degrade the victim, the more clearly he can see himself in the victim and the more hysterical he becomes. This drives him to atavistic extremes to make the victim not even resemble a human so he can denywhat is becoming clearer as he makes his victim more helpless and bringing him closer to death, that he can see clearer himself in the mutilated victim the more he mutilates the victim. Needless to say, killing one member of a race isn't enough, in fact it makes the hysteria in the race hater worse, the acute schitzophrenia just gets more intense and the need for genocide follows in the race haters mind. The onlyway to be free of the agony of his psychosis is toget rid of every member of that race and that would destroythe mirror of schitzophrenia that he confronted when he did the race crime. That would set him free from the mirror, there'd be no more mirrors, he'd have killed them all' So genocide becomes the answer and race hatred becomes an obsession that crowds out everything else in the individual til he is possessed almost like some demonic force, the race hater is trying to cut a cancer out of himself, the cancer tht he recognized himself in in the person he killed and that cancer grows with every murder and brings in more madness.Race hatred becomes a torment a person cannot escape
but has to because the pain in living grows as it grows in him. It makes the pain of living unbearable in him, it consumes him like he's caught in a fire that just keeps burning at white hot heat and leaving more anguish in him. Ife is a living hell for the race hater.here is in the end, no rational reason for race hate, its not the same as bigotry or class warfare, its something wll beyond that. It's a damned state that feeds onitself, perpetutes itself, demands more sacrifices and with each new death, demands a death that leaves the victim more hideously inhuman looking and the race hater more clear that he annot disassociate himself from his victim by murder because each murder ties him closer to his victim and that feeling is beyond hope, it has to be escaped.There's never been anoutbreak of race hate that didn't involve some hideous degradation, a physical degradation> And there's never been a case where it stops at one. Its a madnes like a rabid dog, it has to keep finding people to bite orit'll be destroyed inits own flames of madness.

High waters everywhere

High water Everywhere ( again)
The worst thing about born again christians
is they ain't the backbone to anything
They're always the first ones to fold
In the face of adversity
They see amountain
And they run in the opposite direction
Or find a way to prove their righteous
Whi;le getting some beast of burden
Who they consider a social inferior
They're formof justifying it
Wrapping it in a nice package
To either do the job
Or blame the failure of the job to be done on
They're not the backbone of our society
Their the flab if anything
The flab that makes all the noise
As you gotta carry them upthe mountain
They're doing the whining
You're doing the hard work
The whining is driving you to distraction
Holding up your work
And they're not even contributing to your efforts
If anything they're whipping you harder
To get more out of you
So they canbemore candyassed
\The definition of righteousness to these people
Is not to have your hands dirty
Be as candyassed as possible
Be as insulated from the vortex
Where the head on collision
Between obstacle and muscle hits
And afterwards judge the whole thing
From the position
Those people in Charlie Patton's High water everyhere do
The whites ere allowed on the high places
In the 1`927 Louisianna flood
The blacks were forced down to drown
Then in your arrogance
You say you are the elect of God cause you survived
And the ones who survived who were sent to their death
You call them the wretched
And use the position you forced them in
to prove it
They wouldn't have been abandoned by God
if they weren't wretched
You think god
in all humility saved you
As you stand on the bones of those who died tomake that hill the waters wouldn't rise up to
And drown you
You've been tested and god 's on your side
And he'llbe on your side
If you gotta run the Klan Out everynight
for the next year
To make sure in the next flood
Everyone knows their place again.

6 Feet Deep

6 feet deep
They write all the deadhomies names
On the bathroom walls
Atmy daughter's high school
Decorate them with flowers
Sometimes I see them on the sidewalk
They drop flowers
Its sad cause there's a yearning toit
There's a sense of devastating loss in it
A big hole that's left in the person's life
I think its like this
Before scince could explain shit with laws
People used uperstitions to explain everything
The devil did this
People lived realclose to the world
They were subject to its caprices
And they had no control over it
And they were affected deeply by its omnsciensce
And its apparent randomness and indifferene
They had to explain why a fllod came
Or anything
And lacking science
They made up myths
They used the part of their brain
that's pure imagination
Pure symbol Pure emotion
To explain the unexplainable
Which was just about everything
It's a scary world
Everyone searches for some kind of meaning
To stabilize or organize or predict it
So they came up with myths
Stories, pregnant with emotional resonance
And these became their reality
Their explanations for why things in the world happen
And the myths the Gods all the rest
Became reality to them
They believed in them
Feared them observed them
Life was cheap then too
There wasn't a social structure to protect you
The ant hill was in an embryonic stage
I think kids today
Are like this and when one of their own dies
Shot down in the street
They don't understand death
There's noone to explain it to them
There's noone to explain their own sense of mortality
That they see in their homies death
There's noone to make the fear go away
So Their innocent art
Most of it naïve childish
Were all kind of children before God
Humbled
On the subject of death
We can't see him
He gives us no answers
Just leaves us fear and abandoned
And then try to explain it
With some urban art
Try to make it make sense
But allthat comes out of it
When you see it
Is this awful sense of helplessness
They're probing reaching out
And they feel their abandonment
A confirmation that theres no God probably
And the art they leave really hurts
Cause its asking a question
And the question don't get answered
And you sense its children asking the question
Why are we to be slaughtered Lord
I think that's why city kids resent suburban kids
That listen to gangsta rap
To sound cool
And have style
The suburban kids just don't get it
It ain't their mom on crack
Its just Star Wars to them.