Creative 'Unblock' Storm Project(s)

Weather,

     Whether or not you develop your own creative mode under the beautiful ominous threat of silence or betwixt the eternal sound scape overture pressures of malady and melody, there is method in the subconscious madness that marionette string self pull persuades your creativity to come alive.

      The storm is often harsh of criticism, whether from the external society that 'just doesn't get it' or from the self, where doubt lingers for lack of a confident foundation. This is what the Algorithymns Poetry² Project Spoken Word Universe(ity), is all about; instilling courage upon conviction in artists, so that they might overcome and utilize the life stage threat of silence to their advantage, whether that be whilst performing or in every day to day social 9 to lonely 5 irregular artistic interval existence interaction.

     Don't let the master-peace hand dramaturgy craft fate key into dreams go redundant to everyday survival epiphanies drumming lullaby comfort shallow aspirations into the depths of your imaginations wonderful creative tide.

In earnest anticipation of,

   

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A Written Spoken Word: Polite History

     The following is but a small 'written spoken word' adventure that blurted out this evening, this is one of six of these that was done today and nearly every day from our Curator, Juton. Hope you all enjoy, look forward to witnessing submissions for exposure, growth and thought provocation in the future.

Glittering etymology,

     Paper historical oracle marionette figures, Lost in a sea of captivated heart beats trying their obligated best to endeavour one grand suggestion upon the shores of inhumanity's next discovery, 'Be ever reminded children of the one truth clause; that no narrow profit black screen of riddles gone cold in death as the green metaphoric text bleeds off can ever outweigh any minute seemingly insignificant cost. Remember to tolerate one another in simplicity of duplicating the true remedy of acceptance via dignity and enjoy the attention given to society by attempted artistic intervention methods against the monetary deficit into debt before the queen of crimson faltering hearts flailing tattoos bleeding off sleeves amidst the complex of this falling Sandcastle Earth.

In earnest anticipation of

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Clarity of Avoidance

(un)Certainly,

     Just a simple slave to hope that someday the words pouring forth unspoken to written, will inspire something in others someday. Some people have contacts and friends out there who can help them achieve their dreams in the pursuit of acceptance, the only treasure worthy is said virtue.

      I strive alone, however, my mouth aches after a jaw crack nearly breaking from the anthem of silence's threat that resounds so loud in the desert of the vernacular double new think speak written by the empathetic imagination engine scribbling inklings upon these pages.

    But we should always protest the most abysmal ransom, hold our hearts captive, threat of emotion terror that is silence. For some day, far off or just round the next unforeseen bend, we'll find our courage in the dignity that is acceptance, in the unguided front battle lines of our greedy agent mustard orange intoxicated moral trenches, barely surviving on our avarice earth, this beautiful planet in Sandcastle Universe.

    Forever and then another day in the ethereal complex green over black text tattooed heart off my sleeveless wrist bleed out finality infraction occurrence shall there be poetry, even if no one remembers a word this sponsor of hope ever wrote.

In earnest anticipation of,
Juton

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