why you’re so meaTestible…

the stories only say what’s on your thoughts presently pleasantly persuading you to do the things you do as you have always done them right after the mistakes and techniques were fixed to win the same claim to fame witnessed as celebrity brightly lit and celebrated with whimsy when the festivals were a more prominent part of society in the primitive heyday of then the cannibal known as culture eating youth from eggs to whole children and people pleading in defense of their measly lives lying by the skins on their teeth chattering on cold with gossip slipping right out of their lips like the mouth were the end to one big sieve, sending the dusty hands of god out on a limb as a sacrificial lamb against the dogs of war who have a stubborn hive mind to deter novel ideas and innovative knowledge by forcing us to choose the few options they have given us but this is only going to be okay for a very limited expanse of time once it is somehow figured out how the trick works with everybody and their grandkids trying their hand at a bold mysticism that craves guidance with a thoughtful sincerity and compassion allowing connections where none previous had stood, and because of this overwhelming stream of human consensus it is coming to what i think is the next conclusion as we have explored the motor self evolving its capacity to understand and adapt to environmental restrictions and regulations used to act upon suspicion where otherwise there would be no use for such sociopathy as opportunism cheered for by those who never see the head they are about to step on… with hair piece firmly attached to head of fearless leader assuming the role of crowned prince of crimes against humanity thus providing reasons why we must overthrow that dictator to reveal to ourselves we have the ability to do it besides doing what we are told when we do not know any better the vain of common sense skips a generation or two as the clouded sensibilities have very little to utilize in restoring the humanity to something beyond religious fervor requiring faith in place of proof, facts seem to find their way to the surface when least expecting problems to show a hideous tendency like a trait to wound and harm pushing a person recall all the lessons reduced into a format that yields the best results not a last resort mentality that second guesses the seconds as if some kind of monster were to appear to prevent passage from one phase to whatever happens Here whether made to look accidental or preplanned in some way, but it is these ambiguous words etched on tombstones and statues that spark that fire lit in our eyes and minds prepared for the worst of all a scenario as a distrust in the system builds the ways we have worked out this tension between even though these stigma have not yet bled out enough to coagulate or congeal into any useful material with which to work…

Thanks, khet.

Posted by :\_khet on September 18th, 2016 in blogging, dark thoughts, my art & dreams, t for Tocsin..., world at large. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.

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