NowhereKnowHere

we are each a spark for greater achievements but some try to snuff out this creative fire as soon as then creatures start to learn the consequence of action in developing an applicable series of attitudes to get better at a getting of better at adapting to these puzzling modes manifested as understanding within us grows and matures because that spark knows varying measure of the Mystery staring us in the face from the civilized feces we collected leaves to be left behind amidst nature’s consequences, but what are we if not nature in a natural world though this ideal can tend to be just that without any ideas of what comes next in the coordination of being and beings as both good and evil cursed and blessed by this trivial yet unconditional love for these creatures so formed approaching limits we cannot always visualize clearly from this far before this event horizon of reality bent into shapes assumed without cognizance as in a real competent patience now becomes as time in second’s reflex to refract and catch the light as it whistles by through gears and cogs at work Here webbed together through the darknesses as much of a momentarily placed face to frame stark contrast among the masses whom cannot do anything else beyond try their best if failures are of a strong weakness consisting of gravity tugging at one’s emotional certitude as experience changes the views we later use as templates to pattern information towards what a greater good as means be a unified compliment to a legion of those chosen to be this assured of the clues in inopportune maxims and mottoes that maximize the machismo of abuse breaking down through soft influence, soft power develops with each appropriation of meanings calcified in certainty as errors are further engaged off these playing fields where peaceful presence eats at that faith applied for violent sways psychotic in the seeking of solution as a measured mastery promulgating the human temper as truth though i regard this as part of the hoax having been from a force-fed childhood where memory manipulates feeling as they pulse along with our sweeping heart blood… futures futile as caught potentials keeping sequence with runaway animals trained meant to manage and disparage the best of us into becoming lost in the grind through barren surface as deserted voyage bleaching the bones with blasted sun a mighty medallion quashing heat and light into a strike of pure solar flare charged to scour this fascist earth when compassionate sciences much like biblical insights have a long history of eso-tErrorisms from editors and scholars who claim as a preacher to be in the know with knowledges they have not, it is only through their experimental rite as scientist in control of the bias from the beginning to suddenly realize that through narrowed perceptions closed to possibility sacked and roaming for an exploitable pawn though this too is a pursuit not of cheer but to realized patches of dream and memory and death oily slick but holy enough to cure the sick with healing hands steadily spell those surgeon’s scalpel or the shaman’s chants out sacred lines lifting then human massives higher from baser alloy between spirit body and mind enmeshing with a concept and a ghost as that devouring animal thinking in ways angelic that humanity is so righteous, but it is not a sole human to take on the burden of the world alone when it is such a lonely place where divine as real is evacuated to where no one plans to lose their lust for life but it fades…

Thanks, khet.

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