be on the lookout for Creativity
it escaped a few months ago
during the temporal shift change
when fame was being defaulted to sheer respect rather than false reputation
his full name was :an original product, an imaginative artistic work— BKA---Creation
estranged Creativity is of unknown height weight or mass
no physical description whatsoever
beware
its shapeless absence
makes apprehending it that much more clever
seriously
it has vacated the area
joined by Originality
I think in actuality
they were locked in the same ‘Brain Cell ‘& the hell if I know
if they fled together in elaborate plan
because
!!DAMN!!
Creativity just pulled off the greatest scam
a disappearing act
some ACT like they’ve ‘ink’ spotted Creativity
they’ve drawn a BLANK simply
barely jotted down something vaguely resembling his alias : Ingenuity
see Creativity performed a grand theft auto
the vehicle was Prose
& Quality hopped in --started quoting menace to society
“Look C..I’m not shooting no old scribes or talented kids”
Creativity said:
“Relax Q, I got this ya dig …now pass me a mask”
the OG Originality said:
“Ya’ll both acting like some bitches shut up & hit the gas”
the two hit ‘Writers Block’
jumped out half cocked & robbed ‘Memory Banks’
bagging Talent, Skill & Experience
Originality slumped in the backseat outside
as the ‘Total Recall Cop’ repeatedly cruised on by
see I told you they were slick
sticking up office depot stores
heisting pens from paper mates, to gels & to bics
flying through brains
dodging
writing types & ink whores
poets scribers writers
took up a search party
but Memory was at a Loss
even ‘Special Agent Idea’ didn’t have smart ways of where to look
Mr. Copy/Biter got large with Ms. Same Ole Thang
these 2 ruthless crooks
t formed Bonnie & Clyde
their angle was to make people re-write lines in their books
Little Metaphors, small adjectives & Young Similes were getting abused
but the ‘Mind’ didn’t matter he was busy being confused
plus he was finally nominated as President
& if you know ‘opinionated politicians’-- man they’re crooked too
or they always have a wrong answer but never have a clue
to him Creativity, Originality, & Quality were just common criminals
as long as the Mind could recite the alphabet
he didn’t give a damn if ‘Food for Thought’ couldn’t get chewed
Get it
the Mind was corrupt along with the other whose whos
I heard
the word on the street was Inspiration was a hero
but he was patient incognito in the frontal lobe
Experience was bagged with Memory Banks
so nothing was getting mentally exposed
‘Biggie Witty ‘ran the cerebrum city with ‘C-Silly’
yelling
“We can’t stop cuz we won’t stop...”
THINKING
THAT IS
but when they got to the Western Hemisphere of the brain
Witty was assassinated at night Creativity split his wig
then LL aka LackLuster took over with ‘Sir Re-Mix A Lot Repetitive’
BIG L.ogic left President Mind a long time ago & so did Common Sense
they vowed to return to help write the wrongs
when President Mind compromised
with Creativity, Originality & Quality to make something more positive
Sexuality was thriving well---it never choked
Testosterone & Estrogen didn’t lose one stroke
from the drought of the stolen ink pens
if anything Pheromones & Hormones all teamed together
forming the ‘Fantastic Four Erotica Click’ which was all of them
their motto was:
“We’re hard as dicks, watch us cum with it, again & again”
Depression was steadily progressing at alarming rates
the infidel Hate
was the terrorist of Writers Block
taking over thought processes—blowing up ‘Special Agent Ideas’ in its wake
Imagination fell through the cerebellum cortex
it was some sort of sensory overload
an amnesia earthquake
Frustration was sick of kissing the ass of Ms.Takes (mistakes)
he wanted to blow his brains out
but President Mind was true enemy of Frustrations state
Agony was a stubborn he never learned his lesson
‘Ms.Calcuations’ was already way off & she was definitely stressing
all she could do to keep Mr. Copy/Bite & Ms. Same Ole Thang happy
was to keep ‘fucking ---stupid ass Guessing’
meanwhile Freestyle was imitating what was seen by the eyes
Creativity, Originality, & Quality warned Visual, Experience, & Quantity
at pen point blank range
“Look keep the mind pre-occupied, make sure the same thoughts always arise”
Inspiration found his partner in rhyme
Innovation
& they started to wage a counterattack
Sexuality with the Fantastic Four Erotica Click was actually down with that
President Mind had no choice
the Cerebrum Cabinet called ‘Inner Voice’ threaten to impeach
The President was sweating
so he told the Total Recall Cops
to arrest Creativity, Originality, & Quality
By any means necessary
That even meant if they had to beg the bounty hunter expert ‘Techniques’
Big L.ogic & Common Sense were on the fence
not knowing who in the hell to trust
Food for Thought said:
“Check this out I’m getting eaten with Readers Digest so you don’t want to be around us”
Frustration & Agony beat down Hate & Ms.Takes
Ms.Calculations quickly ‘took out ‘stupid ass Guessing
Talent & Skill knows how she did but they won’t tell us the ‘exact date’
Imagination was rescued by Inspiration, Innovation, & Techniques
LL aka LackLuster & ‘Sir Re-Mix A Lot Repetitive’ hauled ass in retreat
Memory was found hiding on the corner of Writers Block
protecting Little Metaphors, Small Adjectives, & Young Similes
Experience had Quantity in a sleeper hold in a dark alley
Mr. Copy/Bite & Ms. Same Ole Thang held Depression for hostage
at their ‘base of operations’ known as ‘the Spine’
President Mind gave the order to kill them just in time
so Inspiration told Depression to smile
his happiness made Copy/Bite & Same Ole Thang blind
Big Witty with Special Agent Ideas returned from the dead
to ask them:
“Are you ready to die?”
Memory was given back to the Banks along with Food for Thought for reserves
the vehicle Prose was recovered & re-fueled by Creativity, Originality & Quality
‘life sentences’ in the Pen they were forced to serve
Ink was the jailer
Paper was the Judge
Margin was the Warden
the Jury was Visual
President Mind nominated Freestyle as the Secretary of Words
oh yeah last but not least
I almost forgot Writers Block
Dear God...my mansion is built on that Street!#69, Writer's Block,Cayman Islands. This was afantastic scribe, filled with your usual brilliant jabs, uppercuts and not-so-subtle / sometimes subtle, often tongue in cheek wordplay!
If there is such as thing as beyond creative...this was it. Reading this was like watching a good James Bond movie, high drama and a lot of drama...excellent piece!
the best damn thing i read all night...nah the best thing ive read on here in a very long time...the level of creatvity in this is just fucking ill as hell