Prince of Pennywise by T.H.Massacre 1/1
'Dignified' Psychos - A Portrait series of the British Monarchy in the 21st century.
"One must not return phones calls to one's son."
My hatred for this archaic & racist institution is obvious but I feel sorry for them all. Like a bird trapped in a gilded cage they are born into mental slavery just like their subjects who are trapped in a system to fund their lavish lifestyle. We look on in wonder at the wondrous luxury and treasures that are bestowed upon them but tno one shows you the internal pain and suffering beneath their painted smiles. The endless torment of scrutiny and perpetual fear makes them a target for grand delusion and self entitlement that eats away at their soul. The slow descend into misery is projected onto them from the impoverished society that protects them like crystal glass. A strange level of inhumane duty to protect their empire through bloody wars and plundering. The peasants stay asleep in a deep hypnotic trance induced by the media.
One tap on the glass and the whole thing could come crashing down.
Prince of Pennywise by T.H.Massacre
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Prince of Pennywise by T.H.Massacre 1/1
'Dignified' Psychos - A Portrait series of the British Monarchy in the 21st century.
"One must not return phones calls to one's son."
My hatred for this archaic & racist institution is obvious but I feel sorry for them all. Like a bird trapped in a gilded cage they are born into mental slavery just like their subjects who are trapped in a system to fund their lavish lifestyle. We look on in wonder at the wondrous luxury and treasures that are bestowed upon them but tno one shows you the internal pain and suffering beneath their painted smiles. The endless torment of scrutiny and perpetual fear makes them a target for grand delusion and self entitlement that eats away at their soul. The slow descend into misery is projected onto them from the impoverished society that protects them like crystal glass. A strange level of inhumane duty to protect their empire through bloody wars and plundering. The peasants stay asleep in a deep hypnotic trance induced by the media.
One tap on the glass and the whole thing could come crashing down.