KaeMiracle
machines work in mysterious ways that only the more mechanically inclined of us find any ease or are comforted by the parts moving within, the cold lack of mess is so unlike the organic interior of the human body churning and chundering all fluids and freeloading microscopia back and forth throughout this tepid condition obvious but neutral, and Here we stand united though further apart than any one would wish to admit without sounding offensively criminal in this critical age searching for the wisdom whose strings are attached at the hand of a corrupted creator using humans as fuel to set change in motion… the contortions of a tin-mad dog lost among all the many channels minus any intellect of the brain to choose and second guess the best of all options to pick from in a wandering emotional pull, pushing all the timid clones along to meet the cliff’s edge where true satisfactory testing begins with the leap of faith to trust yourself that this isn’t going to be the absolute end finishing off everyone who did not pass the first time through, but still your beating heart for one more cautious moment to see who you are that you are not a mere living machine meant for hard labor while the rest of humanity teases oodles of commodities from your worth and value as attempt to be more than the animal… distorted by control through its many filters manipulating the message and frequency requiring humanity to focus on efficiency to help this deserted island time rotate faster as the majority of us get older and lame by taming screw of the dramatic twist, a negative force opportunity to enthrall this entirety to do the bidding of science fiction fascination making whatever new world a technical one which does need its engineers and capable minds to wield complex configurations properly even though no one ever seems qualified enough to handle it, but this is our own fault in defining these systems in a way so austere that the bulk of irregular the majority as we may not all fit on the same boat as the elite are resting upon this idea of civilized reason sailing freely into the horizon while trying to deny or subvert anything humane left to build efficient machines used all the better to kill us with…
Thanks, khet.
Posted by :\_khet on April 5th, 2014 in blogging, e for Esemplasy..., k for Kalon..., m for Manque.., n for Nescience..., rants & raves, subdued wisdom, world at large. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.