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-"I like your hair."
-"I'm not gonna turn around because you won't be old enough by the time I get out of jail."
-Anonymous
There is a very fine line between an artist and a serial killer. I'm serious. I'm not saying all...but a large majority of serial killers (and other career lunatics) were fairly intelligent people. You almost have to be in that line of work. The unabomber was a professor at a goddamn university. He apparently had a knack for writing things down, making bombs better than Macguyver, and eluding the police for extended periods of time. So regardless of his crazy, he knew a lot of stuff. Women couldn't seem to resist Ted Bundy's charm right up until the part where he would start rearranging their insides (and not how I usually prefer to...no?...ok). The point is, if you're intelligent or talented enough, you are probably one step closer than most to hanging large numbers of people upside down by their toenails.
Why do you think people let rockstars, athletes and celebrities do whatever the hell they want? Yeah, we love being entertained, but we'll facilitate their demands so long as they stay on the safe side of eccentric. It stems from the hidden knowledge that at any point those people could snap and start collecting bones. Musicians get to trash hotel rooms so we don't have to read about them gutting people with spoons. Who's to say if some gracious soul hadn't handed Tom Brady a football somewhere back in time, that level of focus wouldn't have been centered on making xmas ornaments out of infants?
*To clarify, I've theorized that Tom sits in a dark room clutching a football for at least 2-3 hours out of every day...when he's not busy fuck-starting his blonde prize in a mirrored room.
Now I'm saying that to say this: I am far from intelligent. I can understand some shit and not die on a daily basis, but I'm no genius. I'm smarter than average...but not smarter than most. Basically, I put a lot of stuff on paper. I have ideas that I think are good....I write that shit down (you're reading this bullshit, right?). Now what if I were to snap one day and decide I want to make lampshades out of lungs? When/if they ever catch me, ....a lot of stuff is going to be taken waaay out of context. "Well, we found his manifesto stating that god told him to sacrifice the wicked an all that...but we also found a lot of dick 'n' fart jokes. .....We're working to establish the connection as we speak."
I'm talking about clarity here.
"Niggaz that don't know me see me and think I'ma rob 'em. Niggaz that know me well see me and think I'm a problem."
-DMX
