Conscious Pilot

the ignorance is distinct whether as one person or a frenzy of the mob mentality drifting into defiance of the laws ascertained by their original ancestors depicted as gods and monsters in a legendary history navigating the oblivion materialized Here as this consciousness moves in variable plays at dramatic evocation, dark matters discovering what soul is for each ourselves in the endless quests dropping rhyming rhythms and gems of wisdom as states reigning energy to collect and channel the collective of positions we are approaching fast enough to pass even beyond the past, and with all these mutual crucifixions and critical diction correcting going on will we ever surpass this phase of treating each other only as subjects to be objectified once the objective goal has breached an obnoxious attention to detail?… so many alternate sides to argue the rippling reflections upon guilty feelings and repentant repercussion flex as side effect of this grand human domestication system wet networked naturally organically flowing together whether through opposition or assimilation, there is an atmosphere at work Here in a bubble churning up to the surface dynamically surging as innovators and tyrants are raised to levels of encoded programming performing for us in our moments of mad weakness, but there is advantage to be had with the advantage being rarely taken of oneself instead of in what ways one has distinctly become another manipulator sequencing their own reality first and foremost above others… redemption is not an easy task to set against those who would think themselves mighty and beholden to none as the precocious sum of juvenile parts and minds in whose glory weaves and lingers on the tongues long after the subtle impact has won out on this attention-seeking, demon reeking of misbehavior to which we all seem punished by forces long mentioned out of our control though i refuse to accept this as concrete law imposed to confess this blood on our hands dripping, or will the act of washing the brains as well as the fists by some divine omnipresent source as rich a course of action to make us whole again a part of the community we have striven to establish as foundation to stay informed before the end?…

Thanks, khet.

Posted by :\_khet on April 26th, 2014 in blogging, c for Colluvies..., my art & dreams, p for Periclitate..., rants & raves, subdued wisdom. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.

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