G&M Quatre - Be your own Deceiver

You’re beginning to bore me with your words of regret. Regret nothing and forget everything. That’s the way I handle life. Stop being the victim in your head. Nobody cares. That’s the inevitable truth. You think way too much and act all too little. Be your own deceiver.

G&M Part Trois - A receipt on deceit

Truth is deceiving

There are no guarantees

There’s no return
There’s no receipt

On deceit

G&M Part Deux: I Don't Soire with Dante

You sound vulnerable, yet not. We've known each other for many years, and I must tell you ...if you are innocent...so be it. But, if you're guilty....we'll be friends forever. I don't suffer criminals, but I tend to gravitate to those who feel guilty when they're not. It's juicier. With pulp. People pay for their crimes in mysterious ways.

You're vulnerable either way. Because it doesn't matter if you've been virtuous....if you are guilty or innocent. Souls like yours roam the circles of hell sooner or later. With you, I prefer later......so I can get to know you. I like to swim in oceans...but not pits of fire. I don't soire with Dante.

Causerie - Greta and Marlene

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I can’t really tell you what happened or how it happened.

Sometimes, things come at me so fast that it’s hard to interpret the light.

It flickers and it’s gone. The speed of light is like the speed of life – fast, ever moving and hard to predict.

So why are you even questioning me? I sit here as a person in good standing within the community. Law abiding. And you’re making me out to be some kind of criminal? Why am I here? What did I do?

It’s terribly hard for me to focus.

If you would just leave me alone and let me go. If you could. If you would. Please. I shouldn’t be here.

When Paranoid Attacks Or Paranoids Attack???

Paranoid thought….but a paranoid day, I guess. Wondering if I should take pictures of everyone that comes into my office “Can you hold it right there….thanks!”

I would rather have a person act completely nuts than have a person I can't read....who sits on the fence. You know the type....."he was always a quiet person."

Fast Food Gigolo

He doesn't need a menu
He's ordered it before
A slice of pie
A piece of meat
Always on the score

Who needs discretion?
When there’s so much selection?
So what’s a little heart burn
It’ll go away, no concern

Ah, the fast food mentality
It’s fairly cheap
Hell, sometimes free!
Easy to eat and throw away
The drive-thru opens every day

It must be so sublime
To have a guilt free mind
That makes everything taste fine
And hardly waste a dime

So how do you know
Who’s a Fast Food Gigolo?
Sometimes they’re hard to spot
But experience can help a lot
I wish I could follow
my own advice
Skip burgers and shakes
And try caviar on ice

Fuckabilly Circus

It's a Fuckabilly Circus
They work us and work us
Never meaning to hurt us
As long as it's courteous

Is it a Devil's playground
Being on the rebound
Oh to be out of bounds
Silence can be a wonderful sound

Can you deny about the lies
Were they mine? I can't comply
Until I try
To utterly say
I wish things could have gone
another way.