A CREDO

I hate everything, everyone, and everywhere there is.
Nothing in life is good.  Death is worse.  I hate
fulfillment and emptiness, I hate longing and
contintidness  I hate you, I hate myself, I hate
everyone I’ve met, have yet to meet, or will never
meet.  I hate smoking and yearning for a cigarette.  I
hate working and doing nothing.  I hate love and hate
hatred.  I hate sex and abstinence, masturbation and
getting touched by the opposite sex.  I hate
loneliness and company.  I hate driving my car and
riding in other people’s cars.  I hate eating and
being hungry, I hate vomiting and digesting.  I hate
alcoholism and hate sobriety.  I hate flying and
driving and boating and skating and skiing and I hate
not going anywhere.  I hate men and women and boys and
girls.  I hate meat and hate vegetables.  I hate water
and deserts.  I hate sweets and bitter food, caffeine
and caffeine free drinks.  I hate nature and acts of
man.  I hate Gad and Satan and heaven and hell.  I
hate blacks and whites and Jews and Poles and Nazis
and Mics and Spics and Brits and Buddhists and
Catholics and atheists and agnostics and Methodists
and Satanists.  I hate the sun and moon, I hate light
and dark.  I hate heat and the cold, I hate neutral
temperatures.  I hate the rain and dry heat, I hate
snow and damp cold.  I hate the wind and windless
days.  I hate cock and I hate pussy.  I hate fags and
heterosexuals.  I hate movies.  I hate books.  I hate
music.  I hate songs and dance.  I hate optimism and
pessimism.  I hate relationships and hate not being in
one.  I hate dogs and cats.  I hate trees and logging
companies.  I hate imperfection and perfection.  I
hate al colors in the rainbow and combinations
thereof.  I hate space and the cosmos.  I hate earth
and all the solar system.  I hate time.  I hate Santa
Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy and
hate telling kids they don’t exist.  I hate peace and
violence.  I hate equal rights and hate oppression.  I
hate drugs and hate not getting high.  I hate the
Internet.  I hate day and night.  I hate all seven
continents and all countries therein.  I hate all
languages.  I hate the deaf and hate the hearing.  I
hate the blind and the seeing.  I hate clouds and hate
blue skies.  I hate swimming.  I hate balloon animals
and clowns.  I hate glass and plastic and metal and
wood and paper and rubber.  I hate unprotected sex and
hate wearing condoms.  I hate houses and being
homeless.  I hate whores and nice girls.  I hate my
friends and enemies.  I hate tragedies and comedies.
I hate the ocean and mainland.  I hate air and
asphyxiation.  I hate the military and hate war and
treaties and conflicts.  I hate words and letters and
not speaking or writing.  I hate grammar.  I hate
puppies and kittens and hamsters and babies and other
cute things.  I hate killing and hate letting things
live.  I hate fire and hate not burning things.  I
hate hats and going topless.  I hate clothes and hate
going naked.  I hate hair and hate going bald.  I hate
dirtiness and cleanliness.  I hate rhythm and hate
rhyme and meter.  I hate sentences that don’t flow.  I
hate good news and bad news.  I hate rivers and
streams and creeks and lakes and puddles.  I hate
cities and towns and villages and suburbs and rural
areas.  I hate abortion and hate letting babies live.
I hate falling and standing.  I hate being dizzy and
having my wit around me.  I hate racists and all
minorities.  I hate typing and dictating.  I hate the
all governments and hate anarchy.  I hate Zen and
Taoism and Yin and Yang.  I hate Eastern philosophy
and Western philosophy.
I hate myself, and hate that I hate myself.