November, 27th/28th, 2023
We're all narcissists
For we call ourselves artists
And love our art which is a reflection
Of the king-child we once were.
It's an expression of power
Making up characters
Ordering words
Crafting worlds
The more I love my art
The more I love myself
The more I love to create
The more I hate creation...
God's creation, I mean.
Men have crafted cars, trucks and buses
Men have made me busy with bullshit
They've made me move all around
But in the end I find myself stuck
in a traffic jam.
Again.
