3/16/2010

How money does change everything, much more than you'd ever wish.

One simple raise will let me question wither or not to stay at a job that eats my soul.



See the flash, but know you don't have the courage to go towards the light.















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Or do you?












"Plants
As far as I know are still,
Still bending toward the light
And if we dance
Until the heart explodes
It'll make this place ignite
And even if this hall collapses
I can stand by my pillar of hope it's just
A case of Flash delirium"




÷IS IT REALLY ONE OR THE OTHER÷




ΩΩΩ
dreams
beams
colorful machine
ΩΩΩ






Come on in, let me show you a little of what I'm talking about.

I know you'll be back.



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#2

CHASIN THE STARDOM WILL TURN YOU INTO A MANIAC
ALL THE WAY IN HOLLYWOOD AND I CAN’T EVEN ACT.

Wise word from an ego manic.

Mr kanye west might be a douche, but recognize a real brother and what he’s tryin to spit.

A real famous brother.


>>>
FAME

SHAME

STARLIGHT BALZE


Manufactured lives,
Slaves, model brides.

Do you want to be famous?

Surre you do, what are you doing here then?


OH it’s for the art? For the feeling?

Bitch, go study music, this here showbiz.



Fame consumes, go ahead set yourself on fire.

You'll watch yourself love it at first, relish in the burn and how you seem to be able to control it.


Oh no, where's that smile going?
Getting a little hot isn't it?
Well, they always said if you can't handle the heat, get the fuck out of the kitchen.
But you're stuck here baby, hello stardom.


Fame likes to balloon, keep blowing that shit up.

(BLOW UP SOME BALLONS, POP THEM, LET THEM GO, LET THEM FLOW AWAY AFTER EACH FAMOUS NAME, ALLOW ONE PERSON TO CONTINUE TO BLOW UP THEIR BALOON UNTILL THE LAST LINE OF THIS SECTION)


You’ll either float away, Hendricks,
Lose it all and disinflate impotently, ice cube.
OR maybe, maybe, you'll just keep blowing up, getting filled up wtih air, with nothingness.
Untill someday you just can't stand it anymore. Kurt Cobain

The drugs ingested.
Money unwisely invested.
A life, badly congested. (POP)

How long could you go before selling your soul to the devil?

I'd give to to the count of six zeros on a bank check.

You're playing with demons now.
Hope it is worth it.

SCENE.








needs some work, i'll revise it soon.








It is those forces, those muses, keep me going and creating.

Keep those forces.





Isn't it nice to talk again?
I'm glad that went nicely.

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