assailing projections
kind of just threw it together, but yeah
Assailing Projections
Thought I’d burned the film,
Rid my life of all the evidence.
Thought I’d Released myself,
Finally, painfully from that past,
Just to have it all come crashing back.
My breathing quickens and
My eyes are searching frantically,
Trying to settle on just anything
To calm this assault of projections.
Clips of sounds and wordless video,
Playing on repeat, a continuous loop,
But my controls are incompatible,
I’ve tried every button I can reach,
Aim them pointlessly at the screen.
Barricaded behind my eyelids,
A desperate last stand,
But my eyes are porous, these
Pictures seep in regardless of
My frantic scrambling to make it otherwise.
And the volume rises,
The picture is getting clearer,
I'm trapped in a constant barrage,
It's not a broadcast anymore,
It's the live production.
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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.
William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways
Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass.
HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER
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