Older than time

Chloe had a music assignment. She had to answer questions about the 1950’s and research what TV shows were popular then, what actors, best movies, what type of songs and the names of some singers or groups famous then too. She recently heard ‘The King’ and then came the insult:
“You’re older than Elvis, right?”

Sometimes I think she thinks I’m older than time itself….LOL

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God given talent
(or not)
we humans place others
on pedestals.

Build them up.
Turn them into superstars.

Cherish each word
each gesture
each appearance they make
with a guarantee to put yet more
dollar signs in their eyes
along with stars
until they begin to really believe
they’re invincible and can
walk on water.

how quickly the American dream
can become a full-fledged nightmare.
A nauseating nausea of
drugs, sex, anorexia
and plastic faces paid for
with plastic money

Until one day their star
begins to wane.
They displease us
and, fickle…
we move onto the next
new idol’s name, so we can
build them up
ready to shoot them
down in flames.


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This is just some thoughts on how all the fame and fortune in the world, doesn’t bring real happiness. We humans are so fickle. What we love one day, we’ll throw away the next and move onto something new. In making them superstars they leave the people behind who would tell them ‘No, you can’t” and become surrounded by ‘Yes men.’ People who give them what they want because they want and they’re never told ‘No, it isn’t right to do this’ anymore. Because they have so much money and are chased everywhere they go, they then isolate themselves and begin to lose touch with reality. Turn to drink, drugs, to keep them on a high so they can perform. Have sex thrown at them, on a plate.
Yes, they lose touch with what is the true reality of the world.
The American dream isn’t such a wonderful thing for a lot of superstars in the end, really.

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