The Productionist
October 12th, 2011
The productionist is a man who conjures. The productionist has no face. He has no name. He has no identity. In fact, the productionist is you. He is me. He’s the man standing next to you in Starbucks, on the bus during the commute to work. He is everywhere. He often knows not where he is for he finds it difficult to find himself. He lies deep within; creviced in the light recesses of the very being. I hope you all find the productionist; for his magic is eternal; his light inextinguishable, his strength indefatigable.
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