Could ADD just be a term we describe a growing amount of people who's consciousness has been fundamentally shaped from an early age from a heavy exposure to videogames, culture, computer usage, television and our educational system in tandem.

Who is that? Oh just another dreamboat sailing away...
The third time isn't always charming

1 Skin For Slaying
2 Mug-like accessories
3 Things that smell nice
4 Insulated soooocks!
5 Pairs of Boxers
6 Persians
7 My Little Ponies
8 Pokemon Badges
9 Types of Incense
10 Pack of Chocolates (that Kayla won't eat)
11 Star Wars Helmets
12 Pokemon

Race fast, safe car.
A Toyota's a Toyota
Racecar
stolen one lots

Was it a car or a cat I saw?
Was it a bar or a bat I saw?
A man, a plan, a canal: Panama.
A dog, a plan, a canal: Pagoda
A car, a man, a maraca.
Oh, cameras are macho.
So many dynamos!

Desserts, I stressed
No lemons, no melon.
No sir! Away! A papaya war is on.

Dr. Awkward!
No Madam, I'm Adam
Sir, I’m Iris.
Sir, I demand, I am a maid named Iris.
Ned, I am a maiden.
Bob Bob Bob

"Not New York" Roy went on.
Not so, Boston
A **** nixes *** in Tulsa.
Avid Diva
Party boobytrap.
Solo gigolos.
As I ***, sir, I see Pisa!
Amore, Roma.
Yawn a more Roman way.

Amy, must I jujitsu my ma?

Some men interpret nine memos.
"Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nod.
*** aware era waxes
a **** tuba
test tube **** set
He did, eh?
I did, did I?
doom mood
rise to vote, sir
Art, name no tub time. Emit but one mantra.
Cigar? Toss it in a can. It is so tragic.
******, I’m mad!
Lager, sir, is regal.

mom
Ma is a madam, as I am.
dad
Pa's a sap.
hannah
Anna
Neil, an alien.
Oh no! Don **!
A lad named E. Mandala
Kay, a red ****, peeped under a yak.
La, Mr. O'Neill, lie normal.
Otto made Ned a motto.
Poor Dan is in a droop.

deified
reviver
radar
stats
redivider
testset
solos


Drab as a fool, aloof as a bard
Live not on Evil
Cain: a maniac
Live on evasions? No, I save no evil.
Eve, mad Adam, Eve!
Dennis, Eve saw Eden if as a fine dew, as Eve sinned.
Devil never even lived.
Do, O God, no evil deed! Live on! Do good!
Live, O Devil, revel ever! Live! Do evil!
Evil, a sin, is alive.
Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live.
Ma is as selfless as I am.
Name not one man.
O, stone, be not so.
Rot a renegade, wed a generator.

stack cats
taco cat
Senile felines.
So, cat tacos!
step on no pets
ten animals I slam into a net

Egad! An adage!
A relic, Odin. I'm a mini, docile Ra.
A peg at lovely Tsar - a style voltage, pa.
Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
Bombard a drab mob.
Borrow or Rob?
No, it never propagates if I set a gap or prevention
We few,
We panic in a pew,
We sew,
Ye boil! I obey!

In words, drown I.Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil, I wonder, ever?
Is it I? It is I!
I'm am a fool; aloof am I.
Now I won.
“***… ***…” I murmur.

Even when I'm fully clothed,
I stand naked infront of you,
I have never known shame,
Save for when you'd judge me,
I love you with everything I am,
And everything I'll ever be,
Just because you're you,
And I wish you could see.
There's so many ways,
That we can just be.
<3

What is this, is this empathy?
I can feel your pain - it's all about me,
I don't want to be the one in equal pain,
When there is no experience that I have to gain,
From hearing your words, your story,
For the most part, I'd find it boring.
But you recant it with such fervour,
That in protest I dare not murmur,
The urgency in which I want it to halt,
Neither of us are at fault,
You want to connect, to tell me your past,
I'm really just hoping the tale does not last,
It hurts, these feels, I have for you,
Your wounds are old, but for me they are new.

one a day until they all go away
that is how this mean girl plays
them hips, that swagger,
with ******* and moans,
drag-assing with pathetic groans
suspend not, your disbelief,
I don't need you to believe in me,
I'm tried, tested, true,
Been through the thick of it,
Came out, through and through,
I don't need no guff, no trouble,
No one standing in my way,
I want my adventure,
to say what I say.

Sorting Goods and Materials
Counselling and Nurturing
Protecting and Enforcing
Serving Others
Liasing and Networking
Teaching and Training
Professional Communicating
Advising and Consulting
Promoting and Selling
Interviewing
Designing
Writing
Performing and Entertainging

Romancing the aether.

If soul mates are just little parts of the big bang that are meandering their way back.  

Knowing everyone is just a little remix of what they came across up to that point...
then maybe when you meditate and be one with the universe you're just allowing everything to reorganize back to it's natural space.

Telling everyone that their learned fears and hatred are not necessary...

we're all fragile little bits of stardust trying to find where we fit again.

If you give love,
and understand that we all just want to survive,
feel happy and loved...

then it's so much easier to abandon all these unnecessary negatives we have collected.

Fall in love with everything and nothing.

Be appreciative of the space between.

I wanted to tell you a story
To spill it out all before you
So you could put it back together
in a way it would all make sense
In the way I know only you can do
I know you, you know me,
How can it be, do you see?
I know you do, it's so true
You speak to my soul, you do.

I love it when you think
ever so logically

You make my gears grind
and my clock tick

make my heart whirr

We could be victorious

Righting wrongs,
Triumphing over evil,

We could be playful
rolling, tumbling

bounding over eachother

I'm sure we could almost be anything we wanted.

When you truly love someone,
you don't need proof - you can feel it.

Like upside down tongue touch,
We realize what is real and what is sense
What do we really know anyhow?

at least pickles are cheaper than flowers

We started out being cheap,
but being impoverished eventually saved us...

It became a fad,
almost everything did.
Whoever had money,
would spend things to make themselves more connected to the singularity,
more tapped in.
We were all suffering from information addiction,
looking for our next fix.

Likes were a thing of the past,
we didn't just want digital affirmation anymore,
we needed to feel more powerful.

Of course this was just something we created in our mind because we saw others gaining this perceived 'power',
of course if you can,
in your mind,
research,
copy,
paste,
spellcheck
- everything a computer could do,
you would seem more capable of a human,

but in reality,
once you left your mind's energy up for just processing power,
you were nothing more than a machine...
some of us let our minds go entirely,
favouring searches and what is already known to fill in the blanks for our own exploratory research.

Mods weren't cheap.

But so many people were willing to pay for convenience.

- mods help us think,
they can schedule our lives.

- certain ones are just cognitive enhancers,
basically a microcomputer that knows which electrical impulses to fire in your brain for improved cognitive functions,
muscle controls or even releases of certain chemicals (serotonin)

- Others are just things like ocular mods (contact screens)

- Viruses are terrifying.

- New wave of humans who choose to be 'fed' - near braindead. Enabled to know made unknowing,
allowed to follow,
sometimes the struggle is necessary.

Reporter
main character either snaps back into reality or
overpower systems with willpower
she sees past the hiccups of self
and knows how to command the bots

break it down, robot girl,
make the demons dance for you,

Some of them are part hilarity, part shame...

The thing is, there are so many reasons why I shouldn't have worked that job...

I was between 16 + 17, overworked, super ADHD, brand new driver, horrible with directions (and these were the days of maps and phonebooks... >.>).

I was usually running late,
not really prepared,
costumed,
carrying things,
haphazard
and I had (and still have) plenty of issues doing standard issue human things...

there was this one time that I remember going up to East Side Marios at the time...
and again,
this is over 10 years ago....

dressed up as a large bird...
and now I'm a fairly large human as it is...
especially for a female around 5'10" and in highschool, I was around that height already.

With this head,
I clock in at a good 7"...
toting either balloons, flowers or some other gift...

I wander through this restaurant,
asking waitresses to direct me to my location.

I get there, do the song and dance thing...

and I'm pretty sure I totally slacked off most times and did 1/3 songs or whatever I was supposed to.

I can't remember if the rules were never told to me proper,
changed or if I just anxietied the **** out of the situation and failed to deliver.

After I was done and trying to make my way the hell out of there.

I'm extroverted,
but not a fan of people seeing me in costume,
touching me,
trying to meander through waves of people dressed as a bird..

and just a plethora of other things.

I preferred being safe in the shop and just tinkering away.

Anyhow, while I was trying to make my escape, a waitress came over and informed me that they had another birthday party and she asked if I would be so kind as to go and say hi to the other party.

Now, being the good little roman catholic school girl that I thought I was being raised to be (save for the glaring oxymoronic behaviour that I tended to exhibit in shame when nobody was paying attention to me...)

of course I would agree to say hi and make someone's day a bit better.

I made my way over there,
and as soon as I appeared she screamed at the top of her lungs,
sprung out of her chair and dashed over to me.

Her arms flailed and found themselves all over my person,
rubbing and molesting with a intoxicated fervour I had yet not been in receipt of at that tender age.

Now, don't get me wrong, I had molested and manhandled my share of unsuspecting, awkward nerds at the time in my amazonian haphazard ***** youthful mode...

but around that time, most thought that I was much too strange and dorky to engage with.

So luckily, most wouldn't be able to get near my bubble,
especially not to the extent and excitement that this woman was sporting.

I fumbled over my words and sputtered out a, "Uh-uhhh.... Happy birthday?"

To which the woman gleefully exclaimed, "Aaahhhaha! It's aa giiii~rrrl~"

and at this point,
in youthful mortification i was silent
a heavier set bald man let out a lecherous chuckle, "Uh hue hue hue.... my turn."

All I remember was bashful waving and me trying to make the quickest escape my chaotic form could.

Now, I don't even remember how long I held this job for,
because most of my memories of the position involve some sort of failure and folly...

so, I'm not sure if I made a clean break and if I heisted the additional awkwardness from another story and mashed them together,

however.... on my way out,
I remember somehow bashing into a waitress and having at least six glasses of beverage go all over me, her, the walls and floor and make a hell of a clamoring all about.

I remember being absolutely ready to expire by the time I made my way back to the van to change out of the confounded outfit that made my existence even more cumbersome.

I am pretty sure most of the joys of that job only come in the retelling of the incidents in how entirely horrible they were to experience first-hand.

I do makes a smart idea that's what would be smart for
Heading to the store. Thank you, thank you!
'cept you're probably why I end up.
for one of five people must make the same offer is an awesome night.
I do not hesitate to clean my house for
YES! I wanna do fire!
Drumming has a Zombie
Such a ****. I'm in life
Come out to make my lazy **** around now.... and I wonder if any nerds dance partner at the first one is underway...
Anything from DIY electronics, coding, to move my side /
Pitch perfect is a deity replacement and Dead
Niiifty~ Who's the way to it.
Anyone wanna chill and destroying and it's a near constant audible facepalm by Chuck... I really can't wait to see
Seriously. I'm really impressed but thought I was a joke in poor Sailor.
You must be in a month
Artemis is over, what am I heard it's going to par.
I do say daily moustache rides?
Creative Problem Solving at 10am on ze tiny undead hits downtown core for
All I know selfsacrifice isn't always becoming a social entrepreneur.
I do on any idea that's what was asked of the above, or even extra good, actually.
story of my sleep in back in the background with
Holy man. She knew I'd say watch RuPaul's Drag queens?
To my head since it's better than taking a day to game?
Waves of the Outlet Powered Hour with it, it's cold out...

Hey baby, wanna keep me warm?

I can't seem to sleep if someone isn't beside me.

It's the witching hours, and their bewitching powers
I'm enraptured by bad decisions

I only like bumming smokes from friends
So I can be properly shamed

I am waiting for the butterflies

I'm waiting for when the time feels right

Only instinct knows how to guide my soul

Be friends with everyone you meet
You never know who you'll carpool home with

electrotango makes me sleepy
when I've been out all night

staring at screens
after so many faces

you must earn your keep here, girl
or you shall suffer the consequences

earn it, learn it, or you'll burn it all
yeah, you're more likely to burn it all

So I found out that if I am feeling less than appealing,
covering myself in ingredients like coconut oil, honey and coffee and sending nudes to cutie chubby bois makes me feel better.

Yum! I just wanted to be delicious.

I forgive you, I forgive me, I even forgive the Yggdrasilly tree that swung me. I forgive them, I forgive us, I forgive the festering wounds, infected with pus. Forgive the collective, forgive unrespective. It's time to free us to give up ghosts and get this.

The chimps are fighting the bonobos
on the jungle floor
I wanna elevate the game
so they can see there's something more
above their head if they dare see -
bananas hanging in them trees
instead of just runnin' around flinging feces
if they just keep their chin up they would see....

Look up, you monkey!

Someone once told me,
that soul mates shared the same pain....

So I shared it from my core, a line straight to my heart.
It built the fiber of my being.

Some days I forget how soft the texture was,
How fragile the materials,

I found a way to make ends meet,
And I tugged away at the connection,

I kept pulling at your heartstrings,
Yeah, I yanked to pull you closer,

Thinking you understood my way....
But all I did was unravel you.

Starting at your heart.
Now I lay in a tangle of strings.

Don't know where the end is,
Don't know where the beginning went,

It's all knotted like my stomach.
Knowing I made you come undone.

There is a mess on the floor,
and it's definitely all my fault.

We can only know our own strings.
What binds us, what connects us,

Ultimately how to tear us apart
I've fallen into my own trap.

These Cris-crossed strings have made a net.
And I don't know how to get out again.

You're not the same person you were seven years ago
And neither am I

I am some of the iceberg.

Also, a super empty.

We have some sort of kink video
you've been interviewed by a previous tenant,
landlord's permission,

but my old leatherman wave could use

I've been filled to the brim for so long,
Watch out, don't shake the baby,
any sort of jostling will cause it all to spill,
do you really want to see the tears?
"It's going to swish and swash like that til it gets emptied" he said,
Oh darling, don't make waves, no,
No darling, don't make waves, oh.

Inside, she's screaming,
But it's only cowardice

The bass rumble is almost inappropriate for ladies.

I have my own theory of strings,
I'm searching for things that resonate

Character is an exercise in humility,
Know yourself, the rhythm and flows

Are you on this wavelength?
What's your frequency?
White noise is everywhere.
but you cannot stop the signal.
the hertz, they hit so close to ohm.

I found you. Tried to ground you.
I knew we would feel sparks.
I seem so direct, the current is strong.

Up, tinkering in the shop,
I wanted to hear the whirr of that engine
To feel the power of it's presence,
To pry open this casing,
Void warranties

Typing with thumbs; tiny touchscreens.

Go ahead girl,
fill those cracks with gold,
maybe after all this tarnishing,
you'll become worth something,
when it cracks,
it's not always broken,
fix yourself,
mend yourself,
be more.

Save me from your salvation.
I need not the writings of another to understand where divinity lies
In the heart and the souls of everyone.
When you feel good, and make others feel good you are doing good.
When you feel bad, and make others feel bad, you are doing bad.
Join together with voice and dance,
Celebrate, communicate and vibrate,
If we find the same wavelength
We'll truly find a new level.

popcorn seasoning
it's on the edamame
******* salty pods

I care not how many amphetamines you took
if you grit your teeth that hard you're gonna puke

I am never happy when it rains.    

It makes me have to stay in one spot.

And think
Thinking scares me.

Brainstorming, planning...

All that is fine.

But when I crawl into my idlemind

I see there are demons I ignore

Nobody likes being ignored

Rain makes me feel held down.

Having to sort through problem is scary
But necessary.

The pathetic fallacy
She washes over me

You reflect what's inside
And unnerved me, I am fried

So faded, I cried.

I am fine,
really, I am.

It has happened before,
it will happen again.

I just wish the water wouldn't fall
Down so hard upon us all

Give us some time to breathe
Do you have no decency?

Thunder cracks so loud and fierce

Sending shivers to my bones

Making me feel so alone

There is nobody to hold me through the storm
While everyone else seems so warm

I  come undone at the seams.      
When all there is streams

Coming down from the window

Sometimes there is nothing you can do
But hold out till its done

Until the drops have dropped

And till the war is won

hey can you touch me
in the bed
like you love me

do you wanna rub me
in the tub
like your ducky

you are losing me
ever so slowly
i like seeing
that you are truly human
you came here
the guise of other guys

It's like playing emotional madlibs
Filling in all the blanks with jabs
but smooth seas never made a skilled sailor
the sirens call sends you to the rocks

the only time you're quick to talk to me
is when we talk gaming strategy,
I've been around these blocks before.
Pixels in abundance eventually bores.
I've played these lovegames
Oh, them dating sims
But in actuality no Japanese girl
could withstand all my whims,

more insulting as a presence,

it is all feeling,
the offensive defendant,

moving towards something,
perpetuated with intention,

miscalculate inertia,
the unfortunate ricochet,

the inner eye once turned.
she still sees nothing inside,

only I remain,

but it's still lonely.

Oh baby,
You might be too close,
Yeah, you might be too close.
Had you not heard the word on the street?
Boys before you have all been beat.

By my words, my actions, and feats.
Nothing but a man can withstand me.

Can't you see the signs?
You're just another novice driver.
Drifting over established lines.

Stop. Yield. Go. Slow.

The road continues bending.
turn turn turn.
Three lefts might make it right.

But I feel so spun around.

You're an old dog
up to his old tricks
we should be learning something new

humans are so predictable
to love and loathing
the only way I know to live

taking it too far
gripping on to anything
trying to make it feel real again

Let me get prophetic with you,
One is perpetually looking to fulfill the self,

Working, trudging, yearning + mourning.
Running a rat's race; avoiding being shelved.

Gotta step up, rock it hard,
Speak elegantly - articulate like a bard.

Nobody knows the inner strength - not even you,
Until you were found, tried, tested and proven to be true.

'cause I'm depressed and need change and I'm going to force myself through it both kicking and screaming.

Construction of paths
Is essential to nourish flow
Time to build good streams

Opportunity
Has a lot of syllables
so does syllables

Even the cost of
(the word I used before)
wastes a lot of time

Let me put it to you this way
I'm not adverse to change
it's not a threat but a guarantee

It's chokingly apparent.
My breath was stolen
And my chest will neither rise nor fall

Easily done with a gaze
My head was sent for a daze
I feel both everything and nothing at all

I didn't know which were steps or missteps
If we were going forwards or back where we came
the only direction I know now
was that I was spun around

Raise structure
What should I expect to recieve in comission per week
Comission rate
Coming back for a visit within the month
Minimum Monthly Takehome/First paycheque
Day leaving, day returning.
Evening of the 23rd

Creativity draws interesting perspective and sometimes if you turn things around you can find art in the upside down

My warpaint of poo,
I bequeef upon you.

You're starting now.

Actually, it's not a start or a stop,
it's a continuous progression.
against the continuously aging body you've been granted,

they say death isn't the end,
so, learn, my child, learn and grow,

figure your **** out, and apply what you know,

speak from the heart,
only be an upstart,
when you know that the flows got to go,

figure out what's important,
and how to keep going,

retain those you know are worth it,
discard those that do you only damage,

it is time, my love,
it's time to go,
you've been working so hard for this,
it shows,

you're worn and ragged,
weathered and torn,

by this point in time,
by life, you feel scorned

Everything you do now goes back into the universe,

Explore the concepts,
connect the dots,

Develop the ideas,
before your brain rots,

Each body you're given,
the collection of souls,

Keep perpetuating ideals,
only deity knows,

We're moving towards something huge,
dividing,
winding,
and expectantly wooed,

by the need to feel special,
that white picket fence,

Everyone is hungry for something they miss,
Find it,
don't get it,
keep yourself chasing,

Everyone knows horses are great for racing,

What's your carrot? What's your sign?

How can I capture, enrapture your mind?