you wanna know what makes me write
other writers
not the readers
readers will read anything
I've even read the back of the air freshener container
reading is a distraction
some sort of addiction
to the passing of time
but writing is the great work
or so it feels
in reality for me
it is the great madness
turning white black to feel something may have been accomplished
my garlic for the people who believe they are vampires
wheater they are vampires are not is no real reason to not avoid them
some people think they are vampires and just behave that way
I blame all the really boring mainstream literature out there
that romanticize fantasy
we are all so easily influenced
out of boredom I hope
but really what if we are all just really dumb as hell
subject to the whims of any writer with a platform
we program reality after all
our own reality but the lazy can be lead in any direction we choose
that makes me sad and now I feel lonely
we speak our own lives into being
as well as lead the dumb
what a burden
and what of the ones who surround me
are they even real of just one of my own constructs
that is why they call...the bored and the dumb
to have me remind them that they are still alive like me
yet I don't really believe that anymore
I am alive and they are all dead
until you create something in this world you are dead
being lead by the creators
that is the separation I feel
I make shit and say shit
and the others do shit with that shit
I call them les frimeurs
but that is wrong
they are les acteurs
always auditioning for some play they are destined to star in
writen by creators who feel words
and live in the land of imagination
words are real and they make people dance
but really so what
what can it all really mean anyway
today people died and I am still alive
that is all I can really see as reality
people died and I did not
so I am thankful because I can be
that is all
I am Angelisa Joalisa...and this is a RiOt.
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