Memes, Dreams, And Flying Machines
Nothing matters, no one matters, all of us will die. No one exists here on purpose, reality a lie. Trying to put meaning in your life, but there is no grand design. You're searching for a spark that doesn't exist. Your empty feelings and morals dismissed. If you died, no one would cry. There is no way that in infinite worlds your actions have any meaning. We are just atoms floating and splitting, creating and destroying, over and over, for no real reason, no explanation given. There is no grand plan or purpose for you. You might as well be a chicken.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Am i dreaming? Am I dead? Constant struggle in my head. Need this comfort, need release. A paradise where I can rest in peace. This time I can control my fate this world once stole. Retake my own fate. Grab a rope and grab a chair, feet are going in the air. May seem careless, may seem weak, not your approval I hope to seek. Left a notebook saying why I did it all over there. Who am I kidding no one ever seemed to care. Any impact I had will just fade away. Everybody says you can do anything as a young man. Even though I tried this was the onе thing that I could plan. Enjoy the ramen I had stashed away.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
What is it to exist? Am I breathing? Is it that we insist what we're seeing is the real thing and is living? What if we are holograms living in a simulation, in a simulation, in world full of penguins? What if we're a TV show? What if we're in a dildo? We could all be NPC's, in a game about blue cheese. Something we can't even fight. What if when we sleep at night, we are actually awake, and what we think is real is fake? Do what you want it doesn't matter, because we probably are not even worth a cent in the grand schemе cosmically. Don't think about it.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Closet racist, selfish, mediocre. Sexist, jobless, victim. Too dumb to know you're dumb. How can someone like you go home, and have sex with your wife? Can't make people like you. Have to wait for hating you to bore them, while you sit and cry, holding them verbally hostage. You left a YouTube comment. Someone replied calling you a dumbass. You replied "It takes one to know one!", then you stayed up all night, waiting for them to respond. Trying to create drama because you're bored. Stop asking me for money, and get a fucking job. Parasitic, pathetic, waste of skin. Acting like prey, you're a hunter. Using pity to lure your victims in. Shameless degenerate, get a job.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Everyday it's on repeat, drink your coffee move your feet. Take your brain and then dispose, where it goes nobody knows. Just keep moving, just keep working. Desperate system, mental prison. Keep on the tracks, do not look back. Just keep working hours that devours hopes we're dreaming, it's deceiving. This is madness, costumed fascists, made our lives of shit and plastic. Filling us with their distractions, keeps us from seeing infractions. This isn't a life, it's a prison.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Lambs sent to the cosmic slaughter. All they want a drink of water. Maybe a bed to rest their head. Nothing special, just the basics of life, instead of strife. Edge of a knife. The peasants begging, the king just sitting, while he's pretending to give a shit. We all keep slaving, we all keep buying. We're all complying. While they steal our life from underneath our feet just like a rug. We're all just flies eating a piecе of shit made from lies, tastes so good! You can assumе only point of life is to consume, tastes so good! We're eating crumbs and chemicals. While they eat fancy caramels. We're lost, we're hopeless, and losers, unknowing prisoners. Hopefully one day we'll take back our livelihood from their stacks. Why am I kidding myself? We only care about oneself, so we will kiss the boot.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
We're booming drastically, consuming constantly, assuming honesty, expanding monstrously. Keep consuming! Keep consuming! Just deposit here your pay, grab it all and buy today! Hope this fills that hole you're feeling. Buy this shitty mug, it's got a picture of a pug. Or this bronze, statue of the Fonz. The latest styles around, got them from the lost and found. Work your mindless job producing, spend your small paycheck consuming, this system's breakdown inducing, our humanity reducing. Only purpose in life is to buy merchandise. bourgeois clothes made by kids working in sweatshops in Vietnam. Helps us cover up the disease that underlies. The sound that еnds creation dot band camp dot com. Buy it all! Buy it all! Buy it all!
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Love is a chemical reaction that drives animals to breed, sow seeds. Hits hard, then slowly fades. Leaves you stranded, can't get away. Dead dreams, torn seams, extremes. Magic carriage, failing marriage. We should just end it, go our own way. Love's value defined by scarcity. Highly trained to seek it out with no idea how to maintain it, how to escape it. We should just fake it. Now the years slowly fade away. Trapped inside this prison we made. You start drinking wine, it will seem like everything's going fine. I'll become distant, football can keep me some-what content. Inside this prison, have to stay together for the children. Until they grow up, then we can get out of this lockup.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Get a job, live for it. Get married, have a kid. Build a house, build a fence. White picket as far as the eye can see. The great American dream. A bubble where we can hide from our darkest fears making us numb. Living a lie, a monument to compromise. A place to let our dreams die. Drown them in alcohol and pills, depression is what really kills. Suburbia, a place to unwind. Suburbia, switching off your mind. Suburbia, you're dead inside. Pass down your values to your children, vicious cycle.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
I'm so numb inside, I want to die. I'm so numb inside, I want to die. Can't stop these dark thoughts from entering my head. I'm so numb inside, I want to die. I'm so numb inside, I want to die. Things would be so much better if I was dead. Can't sleep, can't breathe, can't wait to leave. Can't stand, can't walk, can't scream, can't talk. Nothing has meaning. Nothing has meaning. Nothing has meaning. I think I'm fucked in the head. Mind is melting away, no one to blame. Running down broken stairs, nobody cares. Some one please stab me, so I'll feel something. Put a knife in my eye. Dip my head in acid, life has become vapid. I need this, don't be shy. Just a dead husk, straight out of luck. Going nowhere, no emotion, void of passion. Just a blank stare, going nowhere.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Always have to be right, always starting the fights. Easily pissed off, always quick to scoff, each day's a standoff. Why can't you be nice? Why can't I suffice? Your love a big prize. Scathing, screaming, clawing away at our staying power. Stressing, taking, using. Eggshells you lay are in the way. It's time to say it's not okay. Why do I put my mind through all of this torture? Why can't I just man up and get out of this broken relationship, that is causing me so much agony? I can't even get an erection now. Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! You're the source of discourse. You're sadistic. You're sadistic. You're sadistic. You're sadistic.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 13, 2026
What exists in space? A great expansive place. Can't be the only race. Something like us with horns? With dicks covered in thorns? Maybe allergic to corn? Shit is mind-blowing. We live on a tiny island not knowing what is over the horizon. Untold things. Things we can't believe, things we can't perceive, things we can't conceive. Don't forget that once we had giant lizards roaming our planet. Stories about aliens with giant eyes, maybe those stories we'vе been told are not lies. Anything could exist wе don't know what is sown. Chair people that consume telephones. Maybe iPhones we just don't know. There could be some dark force consuming, engorging, stars light years away from where we're living. We are nothing, not worth something, not worth loving. The infinite expanse beyond our brain, is not something we can hope to contain. Thinking about it can make you insane. It's not worth the strain, it's not worth the pain. Please keep in mind that we are just nothing. Have no power to make us into something. No qualities to make us worth loving. We're irrelevant beings, in the context of things.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Sealing off your life from anyone who dares to come anywhere close to you. Pointless bid to control the one thing that you truly think is yours, protect it from a universe that takes what it wants no matter how hard you try. So just have fun being by yourself, and overdose in a motel. I don't need you. Think about how no one wants to be around you. How you ruined it because you're a piece of shit. Look at you king shit on his throne of loneliness, the saddest piece of garbage in the world.
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026