Exhibit

My intuition

Always in the process of something or other

Sometimes it angers me

Sometimes I feel like I am in the fucking Twilight Zone, which is actually quite comical to me

Sometimes I honestly cannot decipher the difference between visions and the illusions that are formed by the shadows

Visions further show the depths of these shadows, running much deeper than most will ever know

I know....because my own reality is not a very pretty place too often

It becomes more of a hinderance than anything else

Trying to put words to my voice to prophetize these hinderances, thus, becomes nearly impossible for me to keep up with it all on my own

Seldom do I ever have the time to fall into the hum-drum of human normality, which I know that even I must do at certain intervals in the concept of time

I daydream so much, all of my visionary experiences end up uniting to become a true picture of what I consider to be lucidity

All of the happenings that are born from deep imagination

Dancing  across the sky with all of the intruders who end up landing in jagged pieces everywhere all over the ground

that captures all ten of my temples toes and runs off with them

I become the one who is completely shattered

Left to tread in violent waters as the oceanic azure swallows me up to my neck

My luck then has it that the lifeguard who comes to rescue me physically resembles Shrek who takes it upon himself to carry me out to the coastal dome they call sensuality where he fucks my brains out- all of them!!!

Like the aliens, he returns me to my post where I sit in awe staring up at the horizon through distant eyes

that end up reflecting the dumbfounded gazes of so many passers-by

Staring at me as if I am a part of some morbid public exhibit

The silence then replaces my will to share with others all the things that I know that I am seeing

I won't be the one held responsible for freeing anyone's narrow mind anytime soon.....

9/14/2007