Mendacious minions! Duplicitous deceivers! Manic marauders! Pandering poseurs parading dramatic reenactments while announcers smile and smile and yet be villains.
What good is a lifetime guarantee, to one abandoned by creativity's spark? Narcissus-X abandons late-night promises of untold wealth and perfect julienne fries, to be marooned in a morass of iterated competitions: encounters of commonplace persons, strangely animated by tantalizing promises of riches and renown.
Narcissus-X cares not what lies behind Door Number One, Door Number Two, or Door Number Three. Word association, blind guesswork. Not even set design of decades long gone offer Narcissus-X hope of release.
Perhaps the stylized combat of geococcyx and latrans will re-awaken creative fires within Narcissus-X.
4 comments:
Consonance gone crazy cuckoo. Consequently, a cacophony of comments could follow.
I enjoy reading your posts Brian. Keep it up.
Mike
Nothing Profound,
That's possible! Thanks.
AbstractedMikey,
Thanks for the good words. I intend to.
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