Sutphin Mortimer (30º - Knight Kadosh)

Diatribe against the past. Appears following a long correspondence to Jerry Chang doubting JerryC his musical abilities.


We buy food for our families, suffer through endless advertisements, all of which are akin to small horny dogs dry-humping your ankles. We work long hours to provide enough legal tender to eat, have shelter and afford a seemingly endless array of the advertised electronics that were are told we must have. We return to a routine that yields abject drudgery and negligence for mental wellbeing (we can afford the best pharmaceuticals for physical endurance) bestowed to us by our immigrant grandparents. We live continually in this manner, and yet, we continue to pollute our recovery-limited environs and isolate ourselves within our own careers. Find some solace in the mundanities of life, or a reprieve, a luxury that might diminish isolation and suburban hermit-life.