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Current mood:  full Category: Writing and Poetry
You can't work from a title on everything. Even when you did it the right way! Can't you learn to "Step off!" like a Rock? Hmm? What? Rocks can't have feet now? They can't walk? Who are you? What are you? You're not important, no one is important. Importance is but an illusion among many illusions: such as wealth. Look at the Zulus of Africa, the Navajo of the American Southwest, and the Barbie-bitches of the American West. The only difference is media exposure.
Exposure? An interesting word, that one. I can die from exposure. I can burn from exposure. I can cry from exposure. I can live from exposure. I can ignore exposure. I can be exposure. Yet, I have no control over exposure. "Exposure" is how people absorb the information, is it not? This jumbled bit of words would have more "exposure" if aired on CNN for a good 15 seconds, but then people would forget about it. Afterall, Paris Hilton's next 15 seconds was just that much better. Or maybe people will remember it forever and take it within and study it and read it and listen to it and love it and adore it and appreciate it and love it and appreciate it.
Isn't it hard to appreciate anymore? Isn't it hard to love anymore? Love is a commodity anymore! AND YOU are the salesman. You are the saleswoman. You are the product. You are the commodity. You are love. Can you buy happiness? Theoretically you can't, but you can. If it makes you happy to buy things, then technically aren't you buying happiness? Let me elaborate: you feel nothing but sadness and pain unless you're at the ball purchasing someone else's creation/product. HA! Loophole bitches!
One thing you cannot deny about EVERYTHING (oops, paradox): there is always another way and there is always another explanation. It is all based on how you look at whatever it is you're looking it. It isn't everyday that someone sees God, because not everyone CAN see God.
I don't see God, because I think logically.
But then again, what of another person's logic? Logic isn't singular, there is no "One Logic". Logic is open to interpretation. It isn't everyday I appreciate making errors. Because to some people, such as myself, it isn't logical to focus on my mistakes in such a way. I could celebrate my mediocrity, but to me that makes no sense. But to grab-happy mothafuckas that MAKES SENSE! Maybe not South Park, ramblin' man sense but it makes SENSE! Something that we all can hold onto is the sense we make.
Do we make rhymes, or do we live with the times? Do we rhyme or die? Do we die or rhyme? Am I repeating myself, or does value separate my words? Are my words worthless? Do they mean something? Do they matter? Do you matter?
I could take a break, but what if I find it more important to NOT take a break. What if I exercise my freedom and kill my entire family? Is that logical? Does that make sense?
The only reason there are leaders is because not everyone in the world can think on the same level.
Not everyone in the world is logical. Not everyone in the world is smart. Barack Obama is a smart man. Leaders will cease to exist the SECOND everyone is educated. Sheep only exist because they are told to exist.
You can do whatever you want! Law does not matter, you can do WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT! You want to steal, do it. You want to run from the cop who caught you, do it. You want to abide by these rules we call laws, DO IT! It is your right! Your freedom. Your logic.
Is it logical to assess any situation and judge it in every angle? Sure. Is it logical to stay within yourself and judge everything from how you feel? Sure.
I don't care, but it is you who should care. Or maybe I should care....... do I care? Do I care? Corporations are people. Do I care? Murderers get life in prison. Do I care? Cheap bullets are cheap. Do I care? Guns kill people when handled by people who want to kill people. Do I care? My pencil can't spell. Do I care? Yes I care. Do I care?
Go race home and learn to fly. Be a foo fighter and DIE!
I've mentioned the word "die" a little but more often than I wanted... so let's stick with something else.
How would you like to be the richest person in the world?
How would you like to be inside my head for just ONNNNNEEE day! One day. 1. That's it. Would you even care?
Do I care? I don't know if you would, I imagine you like it in your head.
I never really understood that expression: "I would love to be inside your head for just one day!". It doesn't make sense. You wouldn't think like you, you wouldn't be like you. You wouldn't be you, in a sense. Why would you like to hear their thoughts? It would be better if you were their thoughts. If you understand every thought. People are, for the most part, easy to understand. However we all have different levels of understanding. You have some people who are at the bottom (like you) and some people at the top (like you).
It's all apart of a giant... thing. That's right, a big fucking thing. Lewis Black style, mothafucka. You like that? You like Things?
You're too good to me, friend. Too good to me. I bet you haven't even read this far into the piece... haha! I'm boring... do I care?
At least I'm grammatically correct asshole. vOODOO
8:50 AM
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