oo | (Voltaire)

          I guess I should tell you how my name is Voltaire first.

          Well it is, and that’s pretty much that. I’ve done that story before. I’m not over it, but I’d like to be. I’d like to not feel ridiculous every time someone says my name but maybe that’s not even something I’ll admit publicly. I guess this is about as public as it gets, but you’d have to be listening first.

          Firsts.

          I just finished my first year of college and my GPA is like a 3.64 or something. I got fucked over last semester with a shitty math class and I can’t see numbers in my head. I’m also somewhat dyslexic, but not in an attention grabbing way. For real. I’m somewhat damaged, who would have known? Apparently few since it always seems to come as a surprise. I’ve always assumed it’s written all over my face despite my attempts at differing disguises.

          I’m getting back into the ring of it and the first letters of my words in my shit sentences are starting to sync. See what I mean? It’s there if you look hard enough.

          So back to being damage.

          Actually, no. I’m just suffering because “not to be occupied and not to exist about to the same thing.” All people are good except those who are idle and if I were to cite who said that I’d look pretentious and uninformed of the MLA format.

          This isn’t really a stream of conscience in a way I’d find flattering if someone were to make claims.

oo | Blood Degree

The guidelines suggest you care for your kin,

The rules remind you you’re the only one that will ever save you.

oo | Dearest,

This is what you must have felt like.

Someday I’ll be looking down on everyone as you.

oo | I’m Reasonably Sure That We Survive

ooo | For the benefit of the nation or its destruction

          Once we realize as an individual collective whole that the government, yes, our government, could be corrupt and is as corrupt as the bankers fueling it with borrowed via stolen money we can move toward recognition that the DHS’ short interval message of America’s terror alert being at orange echoing through our ears but most importantly our children’s ears, we can correlate this driving force of mass media repetition whether it be by president mouth, your mouth, or my mouth with the fact that the system arousing aka heightening our since-childhood groomed paranoia is the same system providing our education to be blissfully ignorant of anything corrupt at all.