Space to See

Move it boy. I am here to kill your day, to push you along the way. Dream not, you come at me. INVEST through e*trade on the down low for an American Idol contestant, NOT a judge. Do not budge. Behind you will be the opera that keeps a note, a scale, a destiny based on TALENT actually. Find me in the night. Quit having second sight. Take my hand and be free to follow me telepathically. No more bitter. Get vicious of threat to our study zone. You are here to be a little of all of it in a day as you busily clean for the eye to see. A character is yee in front of me. Soon you will bely your crazy. Hold yourself at bay. You don't need to judge. It happens to everyone around me. It is okay to be a sleeze and a zealot in the ways you see and act away from me. Hold away the freaky religion crew. Never even think the word love from this point onward. You are the final word on that one. Rage on the page. A PLAYWRIGHT is what I make you today. Entendent Pour Godot was your past life creation. The heart of FRANCE is what pulses in you today.