Some say the audience date back as far as mankind has existed, possibly further still. As long as one can perform and be seen, for as long as the audience is required, they are there. Their lips may strain over teeth that struggle to be in one place at the same time but they are smiling with joy.
They meant no harm at first - they only wanted to join in and participate with us. They inspired us to mix blood and dirt to make the first drawings on cave walls. They stood among the crowds in the Globe Theatre to watch Shakespeare's plays and steer him towards tragedy every time. They killed so many millions and we watched them.
We hid behind a thousand excuses, saying how realistic movies were getting whole praying all the blood was fake and the screams were just really good acting. There's only so much that can be manufactured and we know it, we feel it every time they kill another dozen people in some z-list horror flick that we call fake and boring.
They adapt and learn and evolve alongside us, as visible and invisible as any other person for the most part. As soon as they start to gather, as soon as they become an audience they drop all pretense of being human and become spectators.
When one show fails they're already halfway through the next.
When one contestant dies they've already got another dozen lined up and ignorant.
When one person writes this all out they're already waiting to stop the next post.
They meant no harm at first - they only wanted to join in and participate with us. They inspired us to mix blood and dirt to make the first drawings on cave walls. They stood among the crowds in the Globe Theatre to watch Shakespeare's plays and steer him towards tragedy every time. They killed so many millions and we watched them.
We hid behind a thousand excuses, saying how realistic movies were getting whole praying all the blood was fake and the screams were just really good acting. There's only so much that can be manufactured and we know it, we feel it every time they kill another dozen people in some z-list horror flick that we call fake and boring.
They adapt and learn and evolve alongside us, as visible and invisible as any other person for the most part. As soon as they start to gather, as soon as they become an audience they drop all pretense of being human and become spectators.
When one show fails they're already halfway through the next.
When one contestant dies they've already got another dozen lined up and ignorant.
When one person writes this all out they're already waiting to stop the next post.
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