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Making Me Great Again

Fiction, between our souls

How, how Hollywood

…how is it you know what is in my head?

Paranoia says you’ve placed it there and left for dead some “cellular?” semblance of control that I maybe ever had.

I can’t say anymore that my will is my own as I gaze into the screens that you’ve painted with digital reflex-tions of real Life <<ISN’T IT THE SAME WITH ALL ART?>>

Or has the mass appeal of movies and “instant gratification” of your film makers simply hooked use so indelibly that our individual opinion have been slowly eeked out of the options we have

Is my choice really my own?

or

has their POWER and PREVELANCE now replaced any freewill you ever had.

The pictures within pictures slower a community of multi-colored face that makes me wonder each our motives and what means all posses to open up those opportunities as we ENACT the visions of those iconic arts , portrayed on stage, in films, and at the dining room tables of families across the world…

Those with

Those without

Insiders, extroverts, sales, commerce and the purveyors of justice on the cover but behind this

world within a world – what’s real?

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