Why are so many months without posts?
Do you think you can yourself a person?…A human being?… Well, this has just got to go. We can’t stand here spending time away being so polite that we all just must die! What existence is this to inflict upon everyone else?…Is that a fair and just world? A place where the innocent are not even born anymore, but lost, somewhere in the haze of all the emotions. This percolating distrust that everyone seems to enjoy degenerating others with, fancying themselves wizards of the world’s ways, and delighting in utmost torture without another’s consent. A grim substance of pain that should have its end crushed underfoot, preferably by someone in a boot, and one of the mangle all type of footwears, too! Like outta some movie, or something. We distract ourselves for the real issues all the time, ingraining repetitive quotations to an almost endless array of inanities that drive towards boggling the mind, and with it a sense of humor is certainly gained…but at what cost? You people drive me insane with your insistence that I rot away into the nothing, oh, but I will leave a dark stain underneath that ground that holds me. Growing the rotted vestments that you have tried so desperately to get rid of within yourselves, and you don’t even have the courtesy to thank me. All that time, since this place’s inception into our mindscape, and nobody has written anything to fill up January or June or April or May or March, what is wrong with you fucking blithering animals?! As the ‘deacon’ made it his challenge to write a whole month, I feel inspired to writs as much of a month as I can, and in so doing, I will create more material for this place to draw from. A create a wider vision of variety to read many bewildering things. I mean, we must keep up appearances after all, right?…So my inspiration will grow tonight, into a living thing of a tale or thought, and it will emit my lifeforce into these words. That they might bleed through into you, supercharging your imaginative capabilities, and making you receptive to the qualities I want you to hear. How else are you going ever write a song?
Posted by flux-you-in-the-teeth on September 19th, 2007 in m for Manque... You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.