Dark Yellow and Green Lugees

it’s rather apparent to those whose eyes aren’t sewn shut together yet to those whose knees ain’t trembling yet because they are afraid of absolutely positively everything to those that want to live life instead of criticizing those who do--- that in this life of creativity (of which some of us traverse avec our comrades in the march for more freedom with our pens gripped firmly in our hands), there are those that do & those that do not produce original work. there are those that keep the peddle to the metal no matter what there are those that keep spitting in the face of those that want you to stop there are those that never tire in the ring, they just keep punching there are those that never take a rest on the sideline they just keep on running & then you have those that think that they have something valid to say about the work of these creative machines. we call them “critics” but clearly they can be best described as untalented people with too much time on their hands or perhaps people who are so lazy that they cannot produce an ounce of their own work & instead pretend that in having produced nothing of their own--- that this somehow gives them credence to criticize the prolific of the world. we all know them & we all hate them & if it was possible for us to have enough phlegm between us to be able to hack and throw up the amount of dark yellow & green lugees which these folks deserve--- all spread on their face like the foulest load of bodily secretions one could possibly muster--- well, i guess then we ourselves would be spending too much time on trying to create these massive mega-lugees, rather than plugging away at our own work.