in the ContinuWomb

i am not friends with this state as i am quite sure many have some grudging respect for this toxic system forcing it’s people into positions of power like chess wondering to what ends and where we all will go once we are used and finished with, but teasing excitement is what fills our lives when we question the details that make us who we are trying to be in the becoming of multiple beings at one time as human chrysalis shattering the standard mold of expectation held high above our heads, writhing to lead astray all the potent forms of access that we delay with our worries and irony in safety and security beating out a passionate curiosity for the other things Here as lost in a casual oblivion… funny how everything seems in technicolor yet there are grotesque jagged lines not like lightning representing black-and-white signs drawn between right and wrong at the beginning of harsh taught dichotomy counter to anatomy as we grow into beings with limited experience as our guiding quality pushing analysis ahead of acceptable compassionate relay to the experience, grows something that defies any of the natural assumptions when to assume anything might betray a deadly consequence appearing as accidental to the human animal’s naked senses try adapting Here for easy purposes and roles, but the path of least resistance is not all it would seem to be as a valid option among the many choices literally hanging about in the air as ripe fruit to pluck once the knowledge becomes understanding with knowing coming as result of this embracing the rich information and awareness we are awash within… as we come to recognize what and who we are, both in general and individually, it is true that we are not absolute perfection walking unfettered by either living or luxury this is so we can mutate and shift the paradigm in the scope of personal challenges as they precede and succeed where we might have failed before Now… the seeds of love are constantly spread but in some of those same totalitarian doses as ignorance passed down from generation to generation among this captive a civilization moving through dreams, devouring nightmares that evoke obstacles in waking life, and to fall back to sleep invigorated by a sense of self that permeates the human cosmic whole in belabored attempting to right the wrongs while committing many further harms yet still to society as a whole…

Thanks, khet.

Posted by :\_khet on August 30th, 2014 in blogging, c for Colluvies..., dark thoughts, my art & dreams, rants & raves, w for Wasm.... You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.

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