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a Year Since the Cut.

what do i feel will convey information when most of my thoughts were expressed by my dialogue last year on the subject’s anticipation and clinical completion last February, but now i hear of new ceremonious rituals of desemenization as more humane methods to minus the unwanted amounts of mass procreation are practiced in the out there of the real world, which now that my physical seeds are anti-sperm makes me glad that is over with… life is filled with experiences where in which all we receive is hearsay before we can actually go through the situation ourselves, and is not merely limited to vasectomies or other important events through the individual’s life cycle, we are the experiences in our lives that shape us and vice versa as time moves forward with or without us in tow… we are all incarnations of worlds and words and desires come Here to live collecting this raw data as experience to further manifest a universal connection through the void, but does that necessarily mean that one has to sexually procreate in order for that knowledge to reach the other people taking up their time and space as it is that we are all meant to be wherever we are in the Now, that greatest of the Mysteries we find ourselves beholden to even as the cycles of life and death and rebirth continue… after a year of living without this sexual burden, i feel more concentrated in everything else i do as an expression of me, but still realize this is not my last life to learn from as treading one path among all the bounds of the cosmos leaves us open to regenerating through the indefinable movement this pulls consciousness toward… the madness in inherent as is the order and civility which meet us all at the fulcrum center to the centripetal force collecting everything into that singular eye of the storm which we are far too obliviously dancing to the vibration, the nerve of masculine/ negative and feminine/ positive is constant and ever-shifting series of varying details and descriptions, but we are to understand more through the eye of the needle these thin quantum strings for which ‘theory’ just means ‘idea’ growing into embodied gods on our way to becoming stones building the diversity we are always seeing around us… and then back again to ride a different cyclical pattern into the light on pure consciousness, children are necessary though not everyone needs to breed in order to pass on wisdom as energy ever-moving through the cosmos, and we transmute this energy into reality with our mere presence finding our bodies manifested to suit our personal reason and intent… the swirling cesspool drowning us in the undertow we cannot see beneath the surface, we think we glimpse what is real though this is only one reflection the mirror has to show us when we look at it in the darkness lit by our own inner shard of the world soul come individual spirit predetermined by the random acts to be where we are at any given date, and believe me this is just as confusing to convey as it is to try to understand as every detail is constantly shifting through the harsh excitement this world provokes into being with my role as merely scribe and artist but social scientist as well perhaps… i do not know of certainty, and this is my biggest weakness as this apparent reality is always in flux and thus leaves me imbalanced where others can ascertain a stability between the human animal adapting to the fucked-up reality, and the spirit as free form consciousness without need for these dualities or so we might choose to think relevant… what makes us so powerful is that we are all of this at once which is why the moment is so special and scary and yet spectacular at the same time, we find opportunities to express ourselves when we can through our own ways and means by anchoring to things we claim to understand thoroughly, but we do not know separately only collectively and this is why we need a sense of community to gather this shared knowledge and varying of view together to bring the cosmos closer to the next echelon whether we personally are aware of this or not makes no difference… the motion turns it on and keeps it going, but we sometimes need to be selfish for us in this way to bring our own stories to their natural conclusions, forgoing those petty instruments of pain…

Thanks, khet.