Cornerstone

mind games, delusions - who said anything about reality? when it bends like the willow, belief scorched hot; brought from a seed, do not question the soil. up comes the sprout, green leaf basking in the

touch a hot wire? i did touch on purpose - seeing how aloof, pretentious this facade you blink. not that it matters,

said glutton to my face when asked. why. such feast before me, and they call me a vice - profanity indeed then i solemnly nodded my head

with what works, with comfort, with pleasantness, utopian dream touched. the alternative? of nightmares, bed ridden crippling finances, crippling mind, seems obvious it is a curse, a damnation: heaven has been offered. easy to digest, the sound of jingle bells,

i tire, i mumble, i grope the rails dropping - find it is a steep fall, grip harder, slide. hit myself on the head, a gentle bump when fear magnified a height like a bunny hill soft moistened mud slapped unto me

it’s going to feel good, very good, it’s going to make you empowered, it’s a free pass, a pardon, a look the other way, what’s there not to like? certainly you’ll never be in a better shape, you’ll be raised among the angels,

a promotion, a salary increase, a free ride and there comes a dance, a whistle, a glow. a demotion, a slap, a firing and the opposite happens, wilt away. got a headache? take some painkillers, got a migraine? take something stronger

you, me, everyone the same lines mumbled, skin thin, lips thinner with a smirk: identification please! identification acknowledged, the "right" script gets played.

the man who ate all he could eat, till he could eat no more, looked at all the hungry homeless men and said: i am just like you, i am not able to eat. problems came like waves, like storms refusing to settle down: howling

i beg your pardon? the old man knocked himself in the ear, must be getting senile! and still the probes came about, his mind firing off memories after memories of events - no longer dead.