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letra de pt. 2, donnie darko - jay seth

ms. pomeroy: when the other rabbits hear of fiver’s vision, do they believe him?
donnie: why should we care?
ms. pomeroy: because the rabbits are us, donnie
donnie: why should i mourn for a rabbit like it was human?
ms. pomeroy: are you saying that the death of one species is less tragic than another?
donnie: of course. a rabbit is not like us. you know it has no history books, no photographs, no knowledge of sorrow or regret…i mean, i’m sorry ms. pomeroy, i mean don’t get me wrong you know i like rabbits and all, they’re cute and they’re h-rny. and if you’re cute and h-rny, then you’re probably happy that you don’t know who you are, or why you’re even alive. i mean you just wanna have s-x as many times as possible before you die
i just don’t see the point in crying over a dead rabbit, you know, who never even feared death to begin with
gretchen: you’re wrong. these rabbits can talk, they’re the product of the author’s imagination and, he cares for them so we care for them. otherwise, we’ve just missed the point
ms. pomeroy: but aren’t we forgetting about the miracle of storytelling

not sure where my head sp-ce is
my pride stands adjacent
ambition stuck in my heads basin
a combination of td jakes and wes craven
clash of the dove and the raven
i need guidance, more righteous less satan
more light in my iris, and less hatred
alot more riders, and less fake friends
destiny playing hard to get
took her out on a date, and said she’s not impressed
cracking this code was my hardest yet
we split the cheque, and yes, i got regrets
stress, we see white and start nose diving
all this vision with little or no climbing
innovation mayan, but perception hazy like old timers
telling me stomach the pain, but i got no lining
but it’s not all doom and gloom
i see the clouds when i use the zoom
accommodating death like there’s room in the tomb
bruised and confused, just fueling the tools
for racist cops
in the states they say blaze the opps
artists in the paint, fumbling vacant shots
eyes on yeshua, while trying to erase the plot
i remain true whether they fake or not
to our peers, we cannibalistic
mortal kombat, yes we animalistic
its ugly, we got families battling incest
so when daddy walks out its actually animal instinct
donnie: i’m, i’m sorry ms. farmer i don’t get this
ms. farmer: just place an “x” on the lifeline in the appropriate place
donnie: no i mean i know what to do, i don’t get this. you can’t just lump everything into two categories, things aren’t that simple
ms. farmer: the lifeline, is divided that way
donnie: well, life isn’t that simple. i mean, who cares if ling ling returns the wallet and keeps the money? it has nothing to do with either fear or love
ms. farmer: fear and love are the deepest of human emotions
donnie: okay. but you’re not listening to me. there are other things that need to be taken into account here, like the whole spectrum of human emotion. you can’t just lump everything into these two categories and then just deny everything else

- jay seth

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