What I find so amazing about the world is that I can walk, talk and sing and dance like a fool and there is no one to dispute my claims of greatness. Better yet everyone thinks I’m wonderful.

Well, almost everyone, thinks I am a wonderful, joyous person meaning everyone kindness and compassion.  People like me, No, they love me.

They think I’m cute and sweet

Nothing could be farther from the truth.

I am afraid of everything and I dance and shake my ass to distract people from noticing that I don’t know what the hell I am saying or doing. I have no idea the consequences of my actions, the weight they bring to others, and myself.

I am the oblivious chain smoker on 4 packs a day smiling through a haze of smoke wafting over my eyes.

It’s all about conviction, not that I should be committed but having the conviction behind my childish wanton acts of confusion and fear take on a an air of validity and I swim through them like a drowning Olympian wearing the newest style of con artistry.

The fact that Grokworld gave me a job is incredible. I suppose I have finally found a use for my endless energy and the magical way I twist truths into gleeful play that others see as youthful and happy energy.

I am the kid on fire from matches in my back pocket.

Just wait till I start to really get it together here, Grokworld Productions is going to roar onto the cinematic stage with electrifying displays of power and ability that will threaten to shake the very values of the commercial powers.

I think that’s why Grokworld gave me this job, either to contain my madness from others or to use it for the powers of good, so that the bad guys whoever they are, can’t take over and I will be the only thing that stands in their way.

Maybe this sounds paranoid or just a little insane and maybe it is but so what, people like me, they think I’m cute and isn’t all that really matters.

Isn’t it

Marianna