If nonconformity is a circling trend… and you really want to baffle people…should you be……square? I mean, I found culture out of a plastic tube as it was spoon fed to me with complete distaste and not knowing any better, the concepts of conformity swallowed me into the extremes of the mainstream. And like other individuals, I've been taught unnecessary stress that makes the universe the size of my next obstacle. Where are the reactionaries to spit my prayers that pull the puppet strings of god….Like "please god, don't let me spill on myself during this toast….." or " Dear lord, let me memorize enough systematic info so that my wit is reduced to the size of my ACT score…..amen…"
OOOO I should do this, say this, and become this so others think that
But all my mirror has taught me, is that when life becomes routine, curiously sit through boring endeavors and calculate the time wasted while retreating to your head for entertainment and treating your mind like it's an endangered species. Don't worry….your desert mind will learn to water itself with distilled nonsense that is absolutely worthless to the average person but useful to the point that it saves you from selling everything else about yourself. OOOO what is her hair color today….does she wear size 2, and what's the next ugly garment to fall out of the skeletal closet. I learn nothing at the science museum when the kid play gadget can't even find my pulse. There is no machine to prove that I'm alive!!! This is where realness lives on the edge of madness and it's split personality can only motivate it's partner for so long, and then it becomes fake again….oh, heart beat 62.
Am I crazy because I'm crazy or because I absorb my environment and have found myself in a world gone "crazy." Is this what it means to have a Desert Mind??????? Either way, water me with the Greek Dionysus drunk nights of the 21st century. Ha! I've got the Industrialized world in a bottle….offering me a faster pace at a higher cost…giving me interstates at the speed of steel while shooting me into the little world of big signs and parallel universes called rest stops……but tell me, where are my horse and buggy seat-belts and remote control shovels??????? America, have we skipped a step? All through history people have been looking to the past for the recycling retro aura of familiarity. But this commercial spectacle has buried the proof of it's roots…point me to Uncle Sam's grave site and I'll tell you America is buried with her people. But for now, let us all drink our wine straight from the jug while Plato blames democracy for the death of Socrates and my democracy (which is technically your democracy) (cuz you is everyone but me and I is somebody else….so where am I) anyway……monarchy…yes…that's what I was talking about…Tell the king he doesn't fit in because he stole the crown and put it on his own head and he'll tell you a better story about nonconformity.