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Change My Behavior to Fit Your Mood Swings?
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I don't think so.
It's an impristine poem sort of basic concept except I'm not that good at poetry.
You know what I'm talking about, right? There is this person that has his or her own Deluxe and Major Feature Film running in his or her Lower Brain Stem or wherever you mammals hide such things.
Then, when the script gets to some point, The Director is suprised, nay shocked, nay dare I say potentially violent and secretly vindictive because you (gentle drama student that you are) have failed not only to do what is indicated but even to have failed to perceive by Intense Psychic Power your dialog.
Oh, yes, my friends on Earth.
You know what happens then, don't you? Of course you do. Stiffer Basic Measures for Execution of the Big Plan are lined up in an attempt to force you to read the screenplay and...shall we say seque...your life into that Midnight Madness Blockbuster Movie of the Week!
Hah! Should you fret? Should you become disheartened? Should you stop making pottery or jewelry or other knick-knacks? Should you instead take a little pill from the Official Doctor in the House? He's right there on page 12, right there on the script you have up to this point refused to even read out loud!
Not me, brothers and sisters. Not Mr. Chicken Brains to You. Avoid the Personal Film Parade of the Others, that's what I say. Make Art, not lame excuses for trying to some dweeb that thinks you are under Lifetime Exclusive Contract to Me and Only Me.
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