Reblogging this from here
"
I have not found or
read a poem that
describes me this
well…
there is enough
treachery, hatred
violence absurdity
in the average
human being to
supply any given
army on any given
day
and the best at
murder are those
who preach against
it
and the best at hate
are those who
preach love
and the best at war
finally are those
who preach peace
those who preach
god, need god
those who preach
peace do not have
peace
those who preach
peace do not have
love
beware the
preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who
are always reading
books
beware those who
either detest
poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick
to praise
for they need praise
in return
beware those who
are quick to censor
they are afraid of
what they do not
know
beware those who
seek constant
crowds for
they are nothing
alone
beware the average
man the average
woman
beware their love,
their love is average
seeks average
but there is genius
in their hatred
there is enough
genius in their
hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding
solitude
they will attempt to
destroy anything
that differs from
their own
not being able to
create art
they will not
understand art
they will consider
their failure as
creators
only as a failure of
the world
not being able to
love fully
they will believe
your love
incomplete
and then they will
hate you
and their hatred
will be perfect
like a shining
diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock
their finest art
Charles Bukowski "
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