All that glitters...

lately, everything has been cloaked in the same dreary haze that has settled upon our fair city of angels. Everywhere I look people are trying to shine, to pop, to sizzle, to somehow stand out as the next best thing... But really it's just a lot of happy noise from sad people, new clothes on old sorrows, and good commercials for bad products. Where are the genuine? The real? The precious? Everyone tries so hard to be a mover and a shaker...Someone needs to learn to simply be... It's rather uninspired, this particular post, but there is simply so much glitter, so much flash, so much whatever, fill in the blank...Where is the true gold? I'm tired of the tinfoil that shimmers just long enough to steal my attention away from my treasure map and grabs my attention only to reveal its genuine disappointment. It's Friday,

all substitutes, no substance
reflective surfaces
lacking sources
foil feigning fire
love, cheapened to desire
trading souls for status
as you climb that social ladder
just another buzz, just another high
might grant that peace you've been denied
but probly not
and for what
have you to show
for that which you let go
questions, I have plenty
answers have I few
offered observations
with no streamlined destination
in such philosophies on life