Vision Quests

I am really no longer down with any of this

What has it become now, anyway?

A contract?

A friendship?

Is she my nemesis, am I hers?

Something deep within the seat of my soul

Within my greatest longings

In my heart of hearts

Concurs with my thought structure now

The one that has been gradually building up, becoming an item of solidity

I must move on from this quaint little abode

The one that I put so much of my gratitude into

Going over and above my call of duty

Willingly, without ever once stopping myself to think clearly for any relevant amount of time

There is so much shrapnel and other cluttering debris embedded so deep within the sublime

An abstract, sordid reality that really does exist in my immediate atmosphere

I cannot ever become overly burdened by this noise that only I seem to hear the way that I do

Which makes perfect sense, really

My living movement does not need the turn of someone else's screw

I am the sole proprietor of this business that has essentially become me

What I can see comes through every pore of my being

It's like I have ten thousand eyes

Like a giant, inbred wolf spider

The light of my almighty creator is my one and only provider

Yet, "Insider" magazine keeps pressing me to do a guest spot interview for publicity that I truly do not entertain due to a lack of need as well as genuine interest

So, I have been in the process of denial over and over again

Once you can tell that the photographers of your spread are now your paparazzi, your hunger for the spotlight won't ever end

Reality check!

I am not rich

Nor am I famous

This scrutiny has surpassed the level of plain obnoxious and rude

None of you have any right or reason to adopt such shitty attitudes!

I am about to just say farewell, leaving you all in the dust of your pasts that you obsess so much upon

Chopped and screwed

Running your cock suckers on auto-pilot

Waah...wahh...

Blahbiddy blahbiddy muther fucking blah...

Yeah, I know!

I have become more than just a hit up in here

When I am gone, don't forget to capture a tear or two for me

You called me back here so that you could see straight

Now, you just keep on going on these paranoid, delusional vision quests

Looking for traces of me that just do not exist

Period

The end

Comprende?

2/19/2016