posted on Nov, 10 2015 @ 06:03 AM
Ummm...have you ever stood there on the stage...with the audience in a trance-like state hanging on your every word...
What a truly horrible feeling to have woven such a spell...to have them sup like vampires...To realize that they in truth were...fed...and you the
At least that's how it seems to me...unnerving...I think I learned to hate them...and then I learned to love them...realizing that some sly part of
self...must have fed there as well...
Once I dreamed
Can you see me there
sure behind the podium
Or was I only afflicted with vanities attention
But to those whose instinct led them to people this place
To catch a glimpse of breadth
To mirror such consideration
To plunge shallow into forgetfulness
Yet still not I
Not awake and only seeming
Behold the dreaming
Forsake the way
Come the day
See what I mean...?