Distorted distant desires, soulless souls,
life; hollow burdensome and incomplete. Ambiance of perpetual gloom and despair
with ambitions burning like electric wicks ~ sustained bright but short and
timed.. Ending before it starts. We inculcate a sense which desires for longevity
and praised efforts which can have a future. Characters pregnant with actions
speaking in their mental dialect, a different flair to each identity a unique image
imprinted on our consciousness and people waiting for years to consume the new
projections created by masterminds for our enrichment considered not less than
divine and very eclectic and unique in their order, like a “spirit” to savored
drop by drop by the palate. The human mind works in strange ways happiness is passé’
it thrives on misery. Experiencing suffering and understanding of it pronounces
that maturity has dawned. A Streak of brilliance without a turbulent past life
is unjustified. They have always projected that perfectionists don’t exist in
harmony their matrix of evolution always has flowered from a little more than
young kiddo unknowingly knowing the hard truths of survival and spending time
with self in deep phases of darkness which in turn feeds the soul with owl
eyes seeing all knowing all seeping in all and growing silent as wise cloak creeps
on its innocence.
69
Light
searches ^engagingly ^continuously ^religiously ^perennially of the surging and
germination of dark seeds and the polar difference between the two is not the ancient
positive and negative they have the same source and they are symmetrically interwoven
alternately running at a respectable distance from each other, still connected
but still apart like DNA. They bind us and free us from us. Polar opposites are
a mental fault. Opposition is penultimate to union. The essential righteous
exhaust themselves to grip on the dark, the dark innovates at ease to slide
like fluid easy from the traps of light.
We have been blessed to be of this age
where we have learnt from the old and desired of the new, with specialization
and a established procedure operating; already existing for us to explore. Steps
are taken each day for every segmented life form from various age horizons and every
life form hums their story, so much nerve wracking variety at speed and an
under connecting underlying singular synthesis of being connecting and cocooning - ALL Pervasive, keeping up in us. Vectors if defined can redefine our complete
chaosness into super humans but this is undesired as the individual freedom will
be foregone for the larger cause.
Vision
From
thought ^to streamlining ^to think ^to write ^ink ^to pen ^to present ^to be acknowledged ^to
be followed, the flowchart seems intricately perfect. Fuck you!! Break it now in
between ^to be acknowledged doesn’t exist people who know will come to seep
from your flow. Don’t justify or even bother to inform because judgments will
follow not on tongue; they will refrain for the sake of your composure but in
their mind they will consume within their critical flame.
Do you want that to happen? Finally indebted to the instruments that make us grow on paper that creeps unstructured in our visual minds, the most gifted power is of realizing “to know or knowing” and then to remember that “you know” and to mark on tree pulp that you can “always know”. The challenge is to evoke the same magnitude of emotions that you would harbor while writing like a warrior rushing in your sleek fine neuron nerve again and again and again for timelessness when you read us and them alike.
Do you want that to happen? Finally indebted to the instruments that make us grow on paper that creeps unstructured in our visual minds, the most gifted power is of realizing “to know or knowing” and then to remember that “you know” and to mark on tree pulp that you can “always know”. The challenge is to evoke the same magnitude of emotions that you would harbor while writing like a warrior rushing in your sleek fine neuron nerve again and again and again for timelessness when you read us and them alike.
“This is my least favorite life
The one where you fly and I don't
The kiss holds a million deceits
And a lifetime goes up in smoke”
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