Haters in the bedroom to the ones that can no longer get it up.

Many years have I seen the bedroom as a place of refuge, a place to go to sleep and dream for hours till the daytime come and everyone grabs their coffee and awakes. No where did I see the entire world go into a bad coke dream and only think of me. Masters in the bedroom become somewhat of a joke when elderly people make a big deal and try and be one themselves. kind of disgusting when the entire scene is trying to be it. Whips, chains, dominatrix on the internet quickly become just a thing of the past when harleys start rolling up to drink whiskey and play rock n roll only to be filmed getting crazy for free and we make money. Closet porn/exhibition freaks are as far as the older generation that's alive now sees. They are not the money makers, they are the viewers. We must do away with them and their tacky looking bank statements. We have the same ones now the smart class. With money out in the open must wait patiently as the older generation on their death bed dies.

When that day happens and the guilt rises from everyone that's true's shoulders the lights will finally turn back on and we will finally be able to be over the past and rid ourselves of the emotions that bring a feeling of financial burden in the work place. We will also be able to have children not looking like systematic robots in the yard away from the scare of big city sounds that were beautiful to begin with.