Scott Burton

About me:

"I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack."

"So pull this switch and see my body twitch As we dance on this memory Despair has devoured me whole A seed wont grow from this soul This pill wont cure my disease Can't you kill this beating heart" - funeral for a friend

"I want to stay as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center." - Kurt Vonnegut

"Here's what I think the truth is: We are all addicts of fossil fuels in a state of denial, about to face cold turkey." - Kurt Vonnegut

Who am i?

I’ve been face to face with death many times...
and each time I fend off the inevitable and am granted stay in this world...
a while longer...
I’m years past my life expectancy... and still thriving...
fighting..
with no end in sight...
I rarely talk about it...
and few people know the whole story...
they are only told bits and pieces, because I find it hard to trust...
hard to believe in a society that is only out for profit and rarely cares what it means to make an impact in someone’s life...
I love nothing more than sharing a cool summer evening with someone - laying outside at night on the cool concrete and staring up at the stars...
watching as they float around in the sky dancing in and out of the clouds...
to melodies of conversations within our minds...
I try to not take life too seriously, and just enjoy what is...
I rarely have expectations, because they rarely match reality...
so I’d rather sit here over a drink and stimulating conversation...
and wait patiently to see where it is this is going...
I hate when good things happen, and reach for the phone to call someone...
only to realize there is no one there to tell...
not the way I had imagined it to be...
I want to share the good with the bad...
with someone who actually cares...
but sometimes I seem to have lost faith in whether or not that person exists...

i’m a published poet...
a self proclaimed realist ignoring the reality and living in the now...
instead of focusing on what will be...
I wear my mind on my sleeve...
slowly releasing it bit by bit...
for your eyes to consume...
and your body to digest...
or spew...
forth into the world that keeps getting darker...
I write what’s on my mind...
however dark...
however depressing...
I let the pen touch paper and just let it flow...
I let you in...
openly to judge me...
because I don’t give a fuck what you think...
and you can pretend as much as you want, but what I write is simply thoughts that everyone has and/or will have, the only difference between you and I...
I’m comfortable enough to put it out there in the open and let my art be my release...
where you sit and judge me for it and when the thoughts come up in your head...
you ignore them and push them aside...
letting them slowly consume you...
I do what makes me happy...
I follow this thin wire back to reality...
where I am forced to stare my own mortality in the face on a daily basis...
but I’m no longer afraid of it...
because it is exactly what it is...

i am a filmmaker...
because it is what I was bred to do...
the only thing that has ever made me feel totally alive...
the only thing that truly makes me feel like I can make an impact...
I want to make films that make you think...
question your own self...
the world you live in and the people around you...
I want to make films that make you feel...
something...
I want to force you to use your mind and question things...
I want to make a difference...
some kind of difference...

i am an artist...
through carefully placed words, and laid out sentence structure...
I paint the pictures in your mind of a land far away...
I take you on a trip to mental states you have not traveled to...
like a wonderful acid trip, I paint the world with imagery from my mind...
to yours...
in an ever more intoxicating journey...
memories of the previous night are left at the door to your soul...
as you embrace this feeling...
and let me float around within your mind...
arousing the senses and touching your soul...

i wait patiently for my time to come...
where I can leave this place you call home...
and travel forth into the world...
grazing minds as I pass by...
Touching hearts as I open my mind for viewing...
making a difference in a world that has forgotten what it means to care...
to trust...
to believe...
in something...
I’m waiting for the moment in time where I pick myself up out of this place...
and float into the euphoric mind state that will take me anywhere...
the moment where I pack my bags...
and head west...
to sit back and enjoy the ride as I blow up...
and touch souls...
with each burning ember that floats to the ground...

I’m going to make it...
to the place I have been traveling..
where all my dreams are reality...
all my desires are seen...
I’m going to make a difference...
I’m going to change this world...
I’m going to make all of this worth it...
in time...