It’s On Again!
Maybe I’ll become a legend… retire from public life, build a fortress around me, and people will talk about me [in a good way that is, if I'm THE ONE, but maybe not in a good way... the problem] (so only if I’m the one first and then THE ONE AND ONLY).
But are people turning against me OR did I turn against everyone else first?
AND if I’m THE ONLY (the only dog with a bone, for example), what happens if I find someone else who also has one? Will I feel threatened and THEN turn against that dog?
So, these are the things that happen to the only (or do they just become lonely and isolated)?
Still, what about THE ONLY ONE (woman with a penis, for example)? Does the only become the one and only by becoming first the one and then the only (and so because he is not the only one, as such)? Or can the one and only be the only one first (as such do themselves through people… or rather DO PEOPLE) and then become the one and only?
This is to say: Can the one and only do people?
Seeing as how the one doesn’t NEED to do people…
*The answer seems to be NO, the one and only doesn’t do people.
*The one and only must be the one before being the only.
*And so being the only is actually different from being the only one.
However… what about people who do people and people who are the only one without being the one first? Is there no hope for them? And what if they try, as such, to capture the one and to make him into a half and half (half the one… half the only… and the one and only in so much as they are coupled)? Perhaps this is how the one becomes the only and thereby the one and only (no, not HOW… but surely WHY).
Using Marshall as an example: What if he became the only [an original idea] by virtue of him doing himself through people (rather than being himself) and then he became an icon? As such, it may become illegal (as it almost did) to be Eminem [trying to own, or hold onto, the image of him] because of iconoclasm. But you and I came along and, being the one [an individual], made him the one and only (but who he says he is [regarding his self-image]) by separating him from people (and seeing that I, at least, never did people). So that now, with his help, we might BE PEOPLE [or regarding our public image]… even Phar@h [in the divine image].
But The Devil (a fallacy): Perhaps he was, similarly, the only one [an idol] and we made him the one and only… Santa Clause (a group icon)… [a symbol, sign, signal... signature, and signet... a royal seal... a rubber stamp]? But then, maybe, he is not who he says he is [a false idol] (and as such this regards idolatry).
Other issues: Competition. People who compete. People who catch others making mistakes (or who make others make mistakes… or who back into things and / or who force things to fit)… taking things from others (which are not theirs and which they can’t even use) because they’ve convinced themselves that they’re superior (as such those who claim I’m making, or have made, mistakes / trying to convince me of such [using self-justification and force]… and so who are trying to take things from me… who are trying to convince me that I’m losing or that I’ve lost something [by convincing themselves I have / by oppressing me... by causing me to suppress and become repressed... by trying to impress me or imprint me])… and so by lowering everyone’s standards (Taking down the Mona Lisa… letting the children mark all over it… passing it around… giving it back… perhaps finally admitting that they couldn’t have created it through reproduction alone).
And me, hiding in my room, being approached by punks or by people who want to punk me… wishing I had, during the day, what I seem to only have during the night (or when I’m alone)… burning and writhing on the floor or in my bed… wondering where everyone else is (while they, most likely, are also hiding in their rooms). Should I consider myself lucky, as such? Or, being (if not the one and only) surely THE FIRST (a forefather)… though maybe only the first in a long line of fatherless bastards who (along with the sons of bitches and and the mother fuckers) are not who they say they are.
Or worse, I used to be and no longer am because, like them, I already have been punked… backed up… forced to fit… played and lost… and am finding (though denying) that I really have nothing… and that others do (that they took all my things from me)… and that they can use them (perhaps by creating weapons of mass destruction and NOT using them)… being good, (or thankful as such), even if they aren’t able to think for themselves so as to actually invent things themselves [having gained them, then, not through intelligence but through military intelligence]… and so by inventing them only indirectly and through a military industrial complex.
However, as I always say: They can "Yes I can. / No you can’t: No I can’t. / Yes you can: Fuck you. / Fuck you: Fuck me! / Fuck me!: Take me Jesus…." all they want (back and forth or around and around… over and over) but who is going to think for them (again and again… and on and on)? [Is it on again?]
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