things i'd love to hear

things i'd love for people to say to me.
things i've been waiting to hear someone say to me.
things no one ever says to me.
proof that this life is too boring.
proof that no one will ever give a fuck about anything but themselves.

proof that society is too apathetic to survive their pride.

i pray for the winds of evolution...

'hey, you wanna break out your laptop and put on a movie?'.
'hey, you wanna break out your laptop and play some christopher titus?'.
'hey, how about one of those fascinating theories?'.

by now, the average idiot would be thinking 'wow, this dude's really full of himself, he only thinks about himself, he wants this much from us, he's really asking a lot', and all that shit, i see those thoughts scan across their eyes more than they know. who, you ask? everyone. you included.

'hey, do you like being touched?'.
'hey, do you like anonymous encounters?'.
'hey, do you imagine taking relationships to morbidly arcane and dangerously unique levels?'.
'hey, do you see something in words no one else ever even makes the effort to see?'.

yeah, shit like that.

instead of 'how are you doing today', i'm sick of that question...

i'd rather be asked,

'what do you want to do today'
or
'who do you want to be today'.

or more specifically, 'what do you feel like doing today that we didn't do yesterday?'.

shit like that. if anyone thinks they know me, just read this blog, and rate yourself, how well you thought you knew me prior to this little revelation, one to ten, you get the idea.

feel illuminated yet?
feel enlightened yet?

that's my average day.
where's your's?

spent in videogame worlds, artificial places of escape and solitude?
spent in the wrong drugs, the wrong choices, the wrong social situations?
spent in jobs, working for a boss, doing what you're told, following orders?

now, please, consider where i spend my mind time.

if you even know what the fuck i'm talking about yet.

that's one of the things i hate most about starfucks, besides the fact i don't like coffee or coffee people or plastic people... they always play popular music. easy listening crap that's easy on weaklings' ears.

just once, i wish they could play something much less popular.

disarmonia mundi would be wonderful.
sonic syndicate would be lovely.

any of my friends even know who the fuck those are?

how well you think you know me?

does my language stretch to convey? or lack and give way?

poetry. mutherfucker. poetry. do you speak it!
do you have the mental capacity, the capability?