When you listen/look/hear/think/imagine about media of any kind-life and living sounds like a formula-well it is. In their most insidious way Google and its algorithms are controlling our behaviours from actions to thoughts-verbal to written-reactions to consequences and unintended outcomes. Our lives are not ours any more they actually are a formula-Googles and all Media.
you settle in your mind that brings are as they seem then Midas appears
it incalculable the lengths that humans will go to hatred. love is an empty and hollow emotion so much so little so pathetic so fake
they are substitutes for the eventuality of what you consider irrelevant but to them it was relevant
asking unwittingly but the depth of hatred evolves into a smirky smile of distaste: you can see it in their eyes- smell it off their breath-know with their orgulous intent.
A man who knows what to do with words in the best way for sex.
you open it -it throbs-beats-staring down you lift it up and kiss it with your soft kissable lips
something doesn’t whiten the coloured lense