create all way. always.

Groupies want to mate with creativity, not the man or woman behind the guitar or mic. It doesn’t matter if you’re in a band that’s famous, if even if you’re just a budding guitarist, both females and males react to the creativity. When the soul, the subconscious feels that vibe of creativity, or is even aware of it through the conscious they respond with the most primal and animalistic urge there is, to mate with it, have sex, make love, fuck. Groupies everywhere, in most countries throw themselves at musicians, artists, and even writers. There is something about creativity, and fame also, that drives people to want to let them be taken by the spontaneity of creation. Maybe they want to create, also. Sex is the ultimate form of creation, and it’s only our recent creations that prevent creation. Birth control stops creation. Usually. The birth of creation is often overlooked; people think that it just comes. Everyone wants to be a muse to someone. For someone. We all want to push ourselves on the willing, we want to have sex with people in a position of creation. We could be responding to that with the need to create something ourselves, a new life, a new soul to create. People could be thinking that they want to become part of that fame, but the fallacy of fame is only left to those who aren’t in groupiedom for creation, but greed. Greed is the cause of war, the opposite of war is creation. Destruction of greed versus the creation of war. I want to destroy greed. Greed has nothing to do with creation in its simplest forms: art, music, literature, peace.