You might consider me arrogant. That’s more than fair. Hands up, I confess. But then, a certain amount of arrogance is required if one is aiming for complete and unwavering self-belief.
I am never swayed by the words of others. They are shallow, crude, uneducated people. They subsist on a diet of cheap food, cheaper booze, nicotine and reality TV. Not once do they shift their dull gaze from the ever-present flickering box in the corner of the living room. Not once do they share their hopes, their dreams, their hopes for a better world. I remain unconvinced that they can even string the words together for long enough. Fake hair, fake eyelashes, fake tan, fake lives.
So, here I stand, figuratively and literally above the whole stinking lot of them. My mind is supple, my thoughts are pure. I have one goal. To ride the world of this corruption. To achieve my destiny.
Again, I decided to link it up to my Five Sentence Fiction post, which you can read here and my Magpie Tales post, which you can read here. Let me know what you think of my response, and do pop over to the blog to see how others have responded!
Understanding my purpose, realising my destiny is a bizarre freedom.
I am still accepted into the lives of others every day, day after day.
They see nothing new, because they only see what they want to see.
I pity them, for their world is so narrow.
I pity them.
Here is my latest entry into the lovely Lillie’s Five Sentence Fiction, where she has provided this gorgeous photo for us as this week’s inspiration. Please do visit here to read, read, read some more! No two pieces will be the same…