The Performer

megalomaniac wakes up one early morn with a brand new personal plausible excuse & this will be the answer of all answers for her/him, so that s/he may beat upon the drum a new web of madness & stir the masses like a *****covered stick in a bowl of porridge. religion & religion alone lets the madwo/man find their way, endeavoring to take on the cause of others with more gusto, bathing in the fictions, taking her/his place in line behind the millions of maniacs who have come before them & who will unfortunately continue to conjure up the crowds with the whipping hands, with the “speaking in tongues” & with the lavish getups abound--- all in the course of a performance, all the in the course of events laid out to fit a plan which has no meaning outside the meaning invented to illuminate a lie--- the biggest lie of all. with this lie in hand, s/he walks among those who have had a *****deal in life, whose life continues to be *****& who in desperation, have made themselves susceptible to the trappings of wo/men like these magical performers armed with a lie & all the time in the world to further weave it into the collective human strivings. when the performer is observed by a rational wo/man, who walks untouched by the futile dreams of “gods” & “heavens,” “angels” & “demons,” there is a want to extinguish the performance which makes so many give up on trying to pull themselves from the sludge & instead, pump all their energy, money & time into the furthering of the fictional cause--- but where one fire is put out another one sparks from the kindling of the last, building up the highest structure of false hope for another generation.