After reading about the death of Philip Seymour Hoffman I am sick to death of what we cannot see.

I am walking the streets of Santa Monica sick of what we do not see.

I am tired of the words people use and that fact there is no power behind what they say, they talk to hear the sound of their own voice.

I am tired of people putting this idea up on a platform and tearing this idea down.

I am tired of lifting these people up and tearing these people down.

I am tired of how who is important changes from day-to-day.

I am tired of what seems important today is nothing tomorrow and forgotten in a few days.

I am tired of what wasn’t important suddenly being important.

I am tired of the collective “they”.

I am tired of worthy phrases being posted on social media so we can all feel better over nothing.

I am tired of all the spiritually enlightened people, are you really?

I am tired of self-importance, yes yours!

I am tired of feeling invisible.

I am tired of all the other invisible people, I see you.

I am tired of all those who believe themselves to be seen, or “in the know”. that makes you a “they”

I am tired of the division of the sexes, races, genders, religion, money, WTF

Who are “they” anyway?

I am tired that the collect “they”, aren’t as tired as I am, if “they” were the world would change.

I guess nothing changes until “they” want it to.

And we continue to lose people like Philip Seymour Hoffman and others suffering like him, to a world where “they” refuse to see.

Do you see?