artful deception

What is real is the art of deception that meanders like a snake through, in, and around every facet of our social world. Clogged with words that mean one thing but always represent another; the simple fuel that leads the masses astray, our society has become predictable and complacent. Anything new is immedately shut down and criticised for its existence. The art of deception requires but one thing, it needs to have vulnerability. The media provides this vulnerability by telling us what we don't have, what we should have, and why we need these things. We are told what we are without giving any other notion even a simple second thought. Because we are so dependant upon what we need to hear, we have failed in our original intention to become guided by the idea that anything is possible. Deception has disabled us from ourselves and turned us into a stack of cows that feed upon one another because all the grass in the field is chewed up and manufactured out. What is left is the stripped bones of fallen ideas and dreams. Deception is more real than anything because we live by it, more so than the truth of the matter. LLC 98.2

reality of unreality

The reality is there is no reality. There is no social hierarchy to die for or compare oneself to. This is a fabrication put together long ago by non-elegant smart ass white people. It is the same these days, as in those days, with art. The reality, if there must be one, is that there are more people in jail, therapy, and dead because of this makeshift real world we live in. We have more divorce, more discourse, and more all around unhappiness than ever before; with the exception of war, world-wide disease or famine, or anything else that man can provide. All one has to do is think for a moment about how long we have here and where we stand on the timeline of life. Our reality, the only one that matters, is the one inside our minds as it relates to real life situations. By that I mean we shouldn't stray too far away from the reality of our unrealities.

no control

How do we find control in a world that is out of control? Look at listen and what you see and hear each day. It will not be long before there are remote controlled advertisements that will then manifest into programmed flying zeppelin-like machines that dangle neon messages about ways to save money by spending it on their products. None of this makes any sense yet we can do nothing about it. This is a living, breathing thing that was set loose many moons ago by a single idea. Now look at us. Look at what we have become.
We seek control in an out of control world because we all need to feel like we have control over something at least. I know a young lady who is more clueless than most people. However, she is content in her cluelessness because in her mind her two kids are in her control. So at least, in her mind, she has some control over something. All other decisions are made for her and not by her except with the kids. She has now transformed herself from citizen to mother. She will bring her kids up blaming everyone else. This cycle is what makes society weak and complacent, reliant on information that comes through media which is always questionable and usually out of control.

waiting for a ghost

I wish you were here. I really really do. I know your out there somewhere and you are thinking about me. You may even be in a relationship with someone and think of me every day; I used to be that way. But now I think about you often enough I guess to keep me going. It is the one thing, the one dream I have that if actualized I would not know what to do. I do know this much however, if I finally got with you and we became close, everything else from that point forward would be more tolerable. As it stands now I am alone like most people, and I am afraid of what could happen if I try and find you. At this point fate does not seem to be working out. But still I wait for you smile and your touch. I wait for the cool nights when I can lay next to you and sleep like a baby. I wait for nights when I can rub your back and kiss the back of your neck. I am waiting for a ghost.

no static

It is our dreams that give us the strength to get out of bed in the morning. It is a change of circumstance that prevents the dreams from happening because we are afraid to leave what we have now even though, if your me, we don't have much to lose. It is easy to say they can have everything because it can all be replaced. But what about how it would look in the eyes of other people? This is really all we concern ourselves with and we really need to get away from that frame of mind. It is like a spinning wheel that always stops on the same number and with every spin comes a new shade of grey upon our heads. Keep dreaming, but we also need to activate different circumstances in order to not become static.

money all about

I saw a peace sign on the back of a car today. It is symbolic of an individuals belief in non-violence and "No War". As if History does not prove that no violence and no war should never happen. Of course it should never happen. Of course war is bad and hurtful. But being a lover of peace and placing little peace signs on your car will never make your dream of non-violence and no war possible. You will still be the same idealistic bubble liver who dreams in one world but lives in another. The human race is anything but peaceful but nickels and dimes will always be made on the sale of trinkets that symbolize a utopian society free from reliance on other countries. After all it is really all about money, isn't it?

always have been

Shield the rain that inevitably comes from your ducts no longer. Holding back these kind of emotions means the manifestation of a new habit built upon another. This will continue until you have a monument of you built up so high it would take twice as long to break it apart. The problem with that is the monument of yourself is nowhere near the real you. It is a representation of one thing built upon another and it is all based, at least in part, on a lack of ability to release emotions in tear form. This would be especially helpful for all people as it is not gender specific. We just get caught up sometimes and forget just how strong and valuable we all are. Let the salt flow in public or private and laugh a little. These two things will generate a fresh outlook that will remind you of the person you always have been but forgot about.