brookelynne

We are all standing on a ledge right now well pretty much because for the most part everyone i know is faltering somehow we are all dissapointed and tired who knows whats happening maybe that big wave shifted our minds and something cosmic is makng the tide rise in our eyes i noticed that when a tear just begins to well up if you look closely you can see your eyelashes and everything reflected backwards its all backwards for the most part every conversation is a cellphone or a box or a keyboard or message words have ceased from lips to lips and there is something unholy and cold about that which makes me revert to writing letters which are rarely acknowledged perhaps the coldness is familiar and folks would prefer to keep their distance from someone real like me its awful i know because sometimes i do break down and thats an awful lot of shit to drop on someone especially when they are used to talking to walls i havent got tigers leaping from my throat really i dont its only humanity oh humanity the freaks are the cherished let them multiply and inherit the earth they are the only ones worth spinning with a crazy is in touch with the RIGHT reality i'd rather discuss rainbow kisses and broken records then scan my soul into another machine blip blip blip if i have another conversation with a wireless automated automatic response voice messaging system alerter telesystem response component device im going to scream im afraid im going to have to start telling people the truth i cant stand this half asleep bullshit i cant stand the tea circles and courting and elementary bullshit and carryng on about toiletries like weve got nothing else to do its tough because we have gone past survival to so many levels of comfort were lost how many cheeseburgers away from paradise are we now? every moment is defined by what we pull into it every moment for me anyway and in this sphere of existence there is hope but only for those who dont believe in betrayl of the heart and quite frankly everything these days is betrayl that which we deny through screens and filters is that which makes us real which fufills us which allows polite conversation to be ground under sneakered toes all the while the crazy is creeping coloring us in smiling brimming grinning and turning with simplicity function purpose and desire because sometimes it is like this and sometimes it is standing still and looking backwards and always im thinking about spinning what is it to love without prejudice concerning awareness or weakness i could never love you and how refreshing it was to start spinning just then all by myself its pleasing to have the freedom to totally fuck every thing up and let things fall out of my hands and back on someones shoulders there are no components for translation at this point get it or go im not in the mood for sugarcoating a moment for the pleasure of the instigator hold on tight this might sting a little



I want everything to be better, for everyone, and also for me.