Sunday, 22 April 2012

VERY SUCCESFULLY DONE

Most of the actions you'd expect to be undertaken by him are done,well, well.

There is very little room for error in the dormatory of the perfectionist.

In fact there is none, fact.

His is the realm of academia recipes, self fufilled casseroles of grammatical profit, profiterols of language pleasure that fills the mouth with pure intelligence from concerntrate.

What a great taste it leaves.

It is impossible to not taste the fullness of the complete completion of these literacy banquets.

You cannot forget to taste on the second swallow, the first is always remebered especially when the milk is good.

Best move out the way if you’re not sure which verb noun preceeds what adverb in conjuction with all the tenses, past, present, future and unsure.

Fill the air with thoughts, accurate and direct please, no room for error please this has to be done well.

If anything is worth doing then it should be done ,well, well, more than well it should be executed to the degree of perfection that would make even the most skilled surgen in the world throw his scalpel up in surrender to his beautious executions of ideas.

Raise the standards, that’s all he hears, they will never be high enough to quell his stupendous thoughts.

Where’s the bar ?

Raise it

Oh only as high as that ?

Raise it again

High,

Higher,

I’ve taken it to the very hilt,

Keep going push it further,

I’ve re written the rule book, 

I am the original authour,

Everybody else is a poor imitation of me, welcome to my world you are all in it.

Comfort zone? I exist outside of such meagre realms, I am neither comfortable nor uncomfortable, I can only succeed, success is all I know, my future is sure and brilliant.

There is no sorrow, no joy, no pity, no pain, no anger, no happiness, no pleasure,
no fear, no grace, no charm, no anxiety, no beauty, no quality, no enemies, no fortune, no wonder, no dreams, no idols, no blood.

Just a light,

Just the light,

The light, oh the light emiting from it all is the sun under a microscope reflected in the melted diamond of the eye, pure and true.

Now you’re talking, now step aside and let me at this task.

As you can see I have not disappointed you/anyone in my attempt, it is not an attempt, it is a finish.

My finish your beginning.

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