Never Create

Modesty becomes unreliable. 
So, don't let egotistical narcissists 
living in castles with neutered horizons 
con and bully you into shyness.  

Relieve them of their therapeutic razors 
and ply new tools of creative destruction. 

Revolt against homogeny and conformity 
with Camus in your ear and the 
table of element's at arm's reach. 
Fashion new methods and lamps 
from the follies of lackluster hubris. 

Stop making excuses from your unfulfilled aspiration. 

Stop pretending you don't hear lies. 

(Abandon the coordinated navel-gazing of social media 
wheresoever it overcrowds your attention with echo 
after echo after echo of flat responses to 
empty questions.) 

Anger is useful until it paralyzes. 
Anger without restraint has an equally short span of consequence. 
Anger borne from noble origins 
lasts longer than mountains. 

Be a nomadic student enduring out of backpacks and suitcases 
to consort with rejects, misfits and rogues in the unnumbered 
alleys and warehouses of society free of No Incidents In _ Days 
bulletins. Be the one who confiscates their outdated dog whistles. 

Be like Fincher, like Soderbergh, like Anderson, like Anderson, 
like Biderman...or anyone with qualms about being preserved in a caste system.

Listen to your modesty, be humble beneath the uncertainty of limitation.
Don't let them steal what they could never create. 

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