Authors Note:

(Will you read this? I highly doubt it considering the length of it. It will likely take you longer to read it than it took for me to write it. That is not the fault of my constant Reader. The educational system is to blame..A.N.F.)

Insomnia = Writing
After a few weeks of suffering the dreaded "writer's block", there has been much pecking and tapping on my key-board the last 48 hours, creating a substantial amount of words from the thin air around me, but I crashed and burned this afternoon, even after five(5) or six(6) hours of sleep last night. I suppose that this is quite natural when you do NOT sleep, at all, for over thirty-five(35) hours and of course, other than the smoke of the blessed purple trees whose potent smoke swayed gently in the breeze of the blade-less fan, the factual reality of my insomnia has been WITH-OUT chemical assistance. Hell, if I could have slept, I would have. I sincerely tried but alas, no such luck! Now I either have to stay awake in the reality I detest, after waking a short time ago, to finish this already late writing project for Alia Sharrief (Bakari Pilgrim), which might cause another jerk chicken ass insomnia attack. I have begun to notice that my Word-Bully writing binges is one of the main reasons this bad craziness of NO SLEEP happens to me. I feel I should continue with the Sunday afternoon pattern of Sloth and rest my eyes but If I do that, I will not be finishing in the minutes the early morning hours the writing that I need to accomplish. It is so very TEMPTING to allow myself the luxury of sleep since I am so tired....... Although I am not getting paid yet, except for the learning experience, for the writing of my words, this project is for a damned good friend -Bakari-, who is not just a friend but an honorable man I consider my brother. I hate that I keep procrastinating the final draft of what he needs but alas, physical exhaustion is the cause of my laziness. Even with the benefit of the hours of sleep, before which I researched mix-tape press releases, the final draft should have been finished days ago...... Although I will be the FIRST to admit, especially to myself, that my scrawling words are not as important as a TRUE JOURNALIST's material, along with the fact I do not have telephones, e-mails, or fax machines (or even live humans) screaming at me for MORE & MORE WORDS, I am beginning to understand why Hunter S. Thompson always loathed his official dead-lines. It was NOT all

fun and games for him or any other writer worth his weight in words-- but in reality, Thompson's hatred (and FEAR) of the inevitable deadlines of the Professional Writer is sincerely about the sense of failure and the definite LOSS OF CONTROL. This is something I sort of understand. I'm sure that when I am FINALLY recruited to the professional society of Word-Bullies, I will feel this consternation worse than I do now. The unfortunate but the oh so true fact is that dead-lines come and go, sometimes with a speed that leaves one stunned in absolute shock and dismay. If the writer is not prepared, which is where I am at these during these first hours of a new day,. I believe a writer must be ready and willing to be contumaciously raped intellectually and psychologically by merciless editors who care only for the monetary reasons of the morphemes that consist of my wordy scribbles...... Indeed! Some ignorant folks who know NOTHING of the WRITING CRAFT may say that I'm wasting valuable time with the "Kazinsky Quick-Writes" on Face-Book, Google+, Scrib'd, Twitter, etc etc. These contributing and valuable members of Society (Irony, my dear friends, is the corner-stone of any asshole scribbler) tend not to realize that unless the word-count is below 1,500 words, at least for Kazinsky, the quick-writes only take ten(10) to fifteen(15) minutes to write, with another five minutes or so of rapid self-editing. The most important fact of Face-Book (and social media in general) is that the "quick-writes" are inspirational ideas that come forth to the consciousness as I both write and edit them for status updates. The only major draw-back of the whole "quick-write thing is that you, Constant Reader, have to read the so-called "brilliant" updates I post but the beauty of it all is that you can choose to ignore the words I write, if you want. Considering the amount of people who actually READ what I scrawl, at least on SCRIB'D.COM --33,816 reads so far--, I guess people really enjoy reading what I write. This pleases me more than you could ever imagine. However, to most of humanitys populace, why would want to do such a stupid thing with your free time when you could spend it playing a video game or watching cable television? This is absolutely beyond the limited comprehension of the redbearded White Devil Drew Kazinsky but illiterate assholes abound in this apathetic World of the poorly educated. Unless you teach yourself by READING

ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING, you will always lack something important: KNOWLEDGE! Since our schools and public education system are rotten at the core, along with the so-called "private schools", most education is based on standardized test scores that are more about memorization of alleged facts than critical thinking, which is sorely lacking in this cruel World. The whole sad educational system is really about how much MONEY can be made on an already economically exploited student (along with the family of said student) and the lackluster scholars are not much better whether they attend a private school or participate in the public school system. Sometimes the education is superior in the privatized institutions but not necessarily so. Except for instilling a false sense of entitlement that the private school learner happens to be a privileged catechumen of education, they are not different than the poor students who try to better their lives. As they are routinely ignored by the fools in political Power, who are supposed to FIGHT for better education standards, these students struggle for survival. The people who attend the elitist private schools often have enough scrilla scratch paper, which is a definition in slang terms for money, to attend one of these insidious institutes of "finer education", which will supposedly make you better than most public school students, and these students are generally worse off, if not possessing a humble mind-state. This is sadly the perverted Democratic Capitalistic system in its true, limpid form. The more money you compound in that greedy bank, which holds the life-blood of your economic future, and the more you spend that money, especially in credit form, the more patriotic (and better) you are in the eyes of the local, State, and Federal Governments. American education institutions are such pieces of dog feces intellectually, it cannot be surprising that statistically the average user of Social Media (Face-Book, Twitter, etc etc) CANNOT READ BEYOND a simple ninth (9th) grade reading level. To clarify this horrifying truth, these dumb bastards are unable to read either To Kill a Mockingbird or The Great Gatsby. This is a shockingly, monstrous TRUE fact in regards to The United States of America's abysmal Educational System. For this tragically atrocious reason, I am considered strange and odd, for not only as a reader of meaningful books but also because of my indubitable value as a stupendous Word-Bully, whose

definition is a Writer of Words that pulls NO punches in his writing, regardless of the average Jerk Chicken Assholes in his life who think that what this WordBully writes is an embarrassment to them. I feel that its a personal problem they need to work on for themselves and most of the populace are not willing to entertain the idea that they could be in error. This is such a perfect, almost consummate yet mediocre standard that is prevalent among my fellow denizens of humanity. This seemingly innocuousness trend of technology and computer addiction, which is without a shadow of a doubt ruining (ROONT, as Mister King might write)the folks I happen to live among, is something not being addressed at ANY level of our society....... May The Gods have mercy on both the heroes and the rascals on this spaceship Earth! Res Ipsa Loquitur (which is Latin for "The thing speaks for itself", a medical and legal term that I find is a great, impeccable phrase for disturbed writers, as long as you do not become lazy with it and ALWAYS explain with the words you write even while using this particularly useful idiom........)

Andrew Nicolas Farrens

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A.N.F.-A.N.F.-Drew Kazinsky

West Stockton, California westies209

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