Applications in terror.
the wealthy perpetuate this ‘someone will take care of it’ attitude… so many mistakes in our spastic fantastic society today… cunning homo sapiens killed off the beast of man… fear keeps us in line because fear is the mind killer, subservient to our guilt and shame as per our cultural duties, and we are building ourselves into a deadly entertainment centrifuge where only the entertainers and the entertained will remain intact in frightful polarity… everything else will just recycle the energies back out to be exploited for this gain distortion…so infatuated with present day dynamics that we lose sight of what a past might have meant, or really revealed to the rest of the world, the lazy ‘I’ recoils in horror at how efficiently we have been betrayed… instead of projecting our negative traits upon others, we should wholeheartedly embrace those skips in the record, and figure out the consequences as they go instead of straining the precognition we already have… you would rather not get to know me because then there would be a face and a human being to go with these rantings, and we don’t want that do we?… as i am a beast and a monster and a hypocrite that fosters ill feelings forward… the ghoulish remedies we strive towards, the inane things we choose to say in order to manipulate the others in this maze, and it all fits some kind of predetermined order maybe… perhaps, though, the real thoughts escape me as i have craved the courage my entire life to stand up for what i believe in wholeheartedly, but sometimes even the innocent goals are too easily manipulated by a hierarchical grudge match between the “saints” and the “sinners”… we stare at the reflective pose and cry out ‘liar!’ so quickly that judgment must uphold the temporary score kept, and even with the advantage clearly not our own, we are driven from our real homes to be enslaved to the destinies of others who know not us as we know them… some would say this is gradually changing, but do even these ribald assumptions of yes-men bode well or ill for the masses?… only time and the news at night ever tells on the vision one can have, like a godly visitation under duress at the point of sale when and if there is no alternative options given, but who are we to decide our own fates Here?… we are the discounted and occluded, we stem from a systemic ignorance that seems to ignore what real suffering is, but the question will hang until it becomes so terribly true… are we the doomed?… the instinct says one thing, but the intuition can quite a bit differ from being agreeably bound into one form, torturing the living inhabitants of these human animals to no end… the hieroglyphs scar the cavern walls seeking meaning where once there was a different kind of symbolism, the gestures that can only be guessed at from one static remainder, and this process of history keeps being wiled away from the minds needing nourishment the most… thoughts eaten of their impact by a scandalous second guess symptomatic of the cringing base of our behavior, to stay appeasing the hive mass and subservient to a ‘master-and-slave’ dialectic, and even if that means to be a wage slave until deathbed commiserations when regret pours out like thick sweat staining sheets and clothes… we are not simple beings, but sometimes the solution to our confusions are just as good as reaching for the potential of simplicity somewhere in our lives, sometimes this is all we need to sustain ourselves at all Here… can we accept even positive input from the unguarded self that wakes up the nightmares in others?… or are we just fucked?…
Thanks, khet.
Posted by :\_khet on June 7th, 2011 in a for Anagogy..., blogging, dark thoughts, rants & raves, world at large. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.