Sell, Don't Grow
Why We Write (With apologies to Frank Capra)
What is our purpose in this big empty space?
Why, to fill it of course, to make it a place
of hopes and dreams, ideals and screams
of laughter and fear, but most of all
our task is to bring eyeballs to stare
at whatever sensations we can conjure from nothing.
Its entropy is our enemy,
but why is this so?
The reasons, I fear, are different from here
than from wherever the need for profit dwells,
and only Heaven knows from Hell
who really so badly wants us
to show and not tell.
So okay, I'll take up photography.
Words are no longer wanted
when value is measured in numbers for free.
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Roy Stevens
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"MULTIVERSE IN TIME"
I chose this song as I have been singing this tune as an eccentric eclectic artist as a woman of 74 years of age. i am not your conventional old lady nor was your conventional young lady. I am a free spirit of sorts. I am empath who have met many patriarchal societies of many men who were so into their manly egos of testosterones without a tear and thought they could control me as a human being. I choose to walk in the light, to care about humanity. If that is political or Godly and they don't like that about me so, be it. It is a good day today. This was written because it's not all about me, but other women in the same situations.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli a day ago in Poets
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Whatever sensations we can conjure from nothing 😊😉Awesome piece ✨❤️❗
Anything to get those clicks! 🤷🏼♀️😬