electric man in golden showers

Like a leaf I descend below the street to the dark place with fire on the wall and shadows standing tall mocking me. The playing cards peep through the cracks in the wall shattering my last good sense. I move slowly up the staircase and I am followed by footsteps, I look back and see the impressions on the shag carpet loosely covering the stairs. I hear a drawer slam in my room. The Jack of Clubs, the Queen of Hearts, and the Queen of Spades all whisper to me softly saying," come on baby, go ahead, were waiting for you!"
Outside I hear more whispers. They speak of me in rude and unnatural tones. They say things, disturbing things. I go outside to investigate. Nothing I can see, nothing I can hear, not a sound anyplace, nobody near. I wake to find myself in the middle of a pumpkin patch covered by a large blue tarp that flaps loudly. The sun is going down now and the sky is glowing orange with purple streaks coming from little snowcones.
I am electric. I look outside and see a man placing a paper on a car. He looks up at me with a devious smile and slowly walks down the way. Once more alone I am and once more I am satisfied. Like a leaf I am in a storm drain, like a leaf I fall from grace, Like a tree I am alive, like a man I am electric.

limitless fallability

We feel strength when things are set in patterns we can follow; there is comfort in that. When these patterns are subjected to outside entities that sway the opinions of the current inner administration, one then must do what administration requires on the outside which is to immediately DOWNSIZE, for the sake of the company itself. This altars the inner administration only if that administration is not going through changes. But as we all know, changes occur everyday in all administrations-because if they do not, they become stagnant, useless, and unable to altar their current route thereby having to rely on temporary measures for long term problems with the entire system as a whole left hostage in and of itself.

elongation

The times at night when light is scarce bring efforts from above to remind us we are never alone. The entities around serve a duel purpose: they protect, confuse, and remind you everyday how fallable you are while reminding you of your fullest and most spectacular potential patterns.

dance

When we dance we stare; we stare at the dreams we created long ago. We perpetuate the dream through movies and tv and we become less involved in the fulfillment of those dreams. In reality, maybe it is better for dreams to remain so. It is difficult to forget the dream you have been dreaming since you were a fish no matter how hard you wish.

titles

I see them walking together but separately each packing a world of dots and dashes; smooches and clashes. The world on the inside shirks lightly at all times with the occasional rumble from on high that makes one wonder why. Ink blotches and c.. stains is what titles are for.

meek

One small piece, one small place, one really big space provided by the unknown and one big fireworks show. The alternative lights can only be found only on the ground. The other things, the important things, are found in the light of slow rolling cascades of widespread human tarnish on a once gleeming landscape filled with God.

The postive frame

From false consciousness we derive pleasure in the real things as they are presented and as they are sold. From there we receive short bursts of happiness by design because we know what to expect from what we get. The idea of individuality slowly and surely washes away in a tidepool of toads fat from the swampy mess of everyday sale of self. Whores we are and whores we will always be in a world of corporate pimps who massage the stockholders with bundles and bundles of cash so they can have their golden parachutes and younger and younger wives. False consciousness means to have a value in what you are doing while at the same time thinking what you are doing is benefitting you when in reality you are not getting anything from it. What you are doing is living life for the benefit of other people who have much more juice than you do. This is why we are all whores. Advancement just means living on the second floor of the house instead of the first. You may have better shoes and more cash but you are still just a whore like the rest of us. Unless you are happy, you are growing older being unhappy and one day you will die unhappy fooling yourself the entire way through; but that is what whores do under the flag of false consciousness.