an Interpretive engine.
where do the reptiles and mammals come together?… that pig-faced rat taste in designing the swine… parameters of the thoughtless techniques as they are applied, androgyny is a luxury amongst the status quo, but establishes a dialogue with the outside mind… the vibe rotten from the outpouring of emotions striking out on the ethereal plane of questions… this ‘e’ motion is necessary even as the emotions seem scary at first signs of falling prey to their whims, but soon we all get used to the rocking movement created as those waves of pure mood hit our vessel, leaving us feeling helpless in this esoteric and sensitive see floating like a buoy mimicking perceived affectations of wisdom… though only the device of experience grants wisdom to those willing enough to risk for their wits and humble worthiness, and we come together where the understanding touches upon the physical, where the motor center within us can spend energy working at productive tasks as set by our masters… removal of solely negative or positive comforts, and maintaining a thorough and diverse open mind towards all aspects of existence as they be, the masters of which i speak are merely the forces truly beyond our control… our forms of mastery come in the recognition of respect and power within those patterns of influence, to be wary and give honor to the forces beyond one’s own authority which is surpassed only by the inquisitive dreams of the miraculous herd, and there are also many other ways to break the idea of control that we allow many things outside of ourselves to constrain our perceptions… the irate and the tyrannous are attempting to unlock the mysteries of this folding/ unfolding universe, as are the bold and the expressive with their excessive versions of the truth that the individual is ascribed once they claim a life of their own, and we all carry with us some engrained trait as we bend through the womb with a view to spill into this reality… we accept this lecherous stroking of our egos as long as we are shown proof of our place in the world, that we are not just the simple hollow automatons filled with rats and spiders and snakes of an etheric nature because these are the essences that translate torment into the real world, but instead we desire to be fully human even though our animal body and alien consciousness create tension between each other trying to figure out how to control the emotions… which is impossible within the social human psyche because one has to reconcile those disparate forces influencing the actions among other aspects of change, we are all open to devising an alternate to what is given to us, but we are currently housed inside of a culture that does not allow for validity to spread when it comes to alternate means of a future… the plague of standardization to make us law-abiding virtual slaves to the few who learn to manipulate the strings this culture uses to get around, both digital and analog versions are now open to the public where once only the warm sensation of the pure organic world psyche surrounded our thoughts, and now we are all artist learning the art of something to sustain the need to survive this trampling feeling that resides underneath the feet of the elite and wealthy mocking their poorer brethren… even as the collection of torments builds up between the ears, there is a need for the release valve to punctuate the tedium, but there are terrible consequences to not expelling your own irate attempts at juxtapositions of the social scene… there are few Here to really help you…
Thanks, khet.
Posted by :\_khet on April 29th, 2011 in blogging, i for Ipseity..., my art & dreams, rants & raves, subdued wisdom. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.