Theater of Utter Charm Part 1

Irritatingly often unnecessarily compliant to the whims of those about him endlessly wordlessly wondering about the many demented subjective qualities of our ever present mammalian imperative via a thought balloon filled with candy and bullets that lingers menacingly overhead announcing the death of the Occult the secrets of which simply ran out of steam on the mountain grade between birth and death and the desert grade between pleasure and pain and the jungle grade between ambiguity and certainty which in the many literary maps of text anatomy provides a welcome if absent minded comic relief from an otherwise frightening temporal incision into the viscera of multinational greed and intrigue where pantheons of parental demiurges meet panoplies of dilettante introspection bearing petitions and supplications to the many stylistic altars of conformity whose serene habitual butt whippings did not exorcise the sewer grate demon of factory manufactured assumption did not free the peasant village from the grip of the flimsiest of pretexts for trusting time to not run out on you on a sentimental journey down the everlasting highway of angles and curves an ambulance ride backstage to the pilings of your very own psyche hoping your ideas are more than superstition trying to guess what's next by making faces in the mirror wanting to be believable the following ****** continues for about 84 pages requiring intention attention retention for the upward bound it is always a complicated state of compromised ideal thrown into a metaphysical escape valise filled with other people's dreams and wishes laying siege and plague to the inconceivable with an ordinary knife and fork wielded like oatmeal speckled children into stabbings and amputations rarely mentioned on the front page or back page while riding the muse of frivolous ambition and esoteric code directives through subway tubes on the rail to fantasy as we zoom in to our mental Island Paradise well yes easier said than done the Paradise part the meeting of Earth and Heaven where free minds protect free minds from a list of symptoms and contraindications as long as the sunset sky requiring various serpentine evasions and mutterings and incantations such as saying shut up to himself endlessly much like Hermaphrodite's uterine contractions much like the palpitations of panic landing him in more than one barred facility indignantly accused of poaching souls to feed his scavenging family (to be continued)