I come from a place where poetry is at the heart of our society. We hold recitals called shayris where great poets from far off places meet and recite their poems to large audiences both rich and poor. It is sung rather than spoken. Spoken poetry is aids and is shit. Poetry is nothing like the dogshit scripts you fuckers print out in the west. That dry horrible nonsense that deserves to get shoah'd. Indian and Persian poetry in particular speaks to the soul and attempts to make sense of the emotions and pressures that the average man feels.
God I hate this place. This cold unfeeling wasteland of sadism and cruelty. Here where the male spirit is ripped apart and enslaved. Where is the beauty? Where is the feeling? I am a human being and I require greater sustenance than McDonalds and SSRIs up my asshole.
The comedians here suck ass and art is dead. When will this gay ass country produce art again? I REQUIRE CONTENT.
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