Emotional Ground zerO.
a flawed person sits Here before you expressing my darker side to a universal psyche always in motion, this perpetual motion machine that spits out living tendrils of autonomous flesh and bone to explore its world for it because the creative explosion that personifies the big bang spread out all this organic material trying in earnest to reassemble itself, and then to draw these gathered informations into itself again much like a fish caught on a line in order to feast upon its flux of vibrant manifestation that individual perceptive energies relay to each other like synapses in a brain… this fish feels pain from the exhaustive process as a hook through the lip might rip and tear through vicious strips in a glorious scream all throughout the whole of this raging harangue, the stark contrast between ideals as a premonitory vision, and the truth in present formation as a backwards regressing movement into a philosophy of sensate and vivisection symptoms made to analyze the vast unrealized thing before us all… the throngs eat shit because survival is not for the fittest or even the weakest, for there would have to be a much more subtle and insidious greatest common denominator to link us as one species, but my question is more built in a curiosity whether to consider the human with other animals… the human has embodied a representative feature for the neanderthal in its growth as much as the alien humanoid with the vast future potential found in the science fiction stories of human creation, all unique worlds holographically projected into the ether from within the mass of matter and space that could be otherwise known to be the brain, and its organic circuitry works in collaboration with the sensitive membranes and receptors that enmesh to create the organic portal through which one’s true self can find a way to filter messages to you… though with varying degrees of clarity depending the filters that allow information outside access to the aware mind trying to interpret those messages as accurately as possible depending on what genes spawn this unique membranous view, somewhere in the total of sum of the parts deciding to define its purpose, and it disturbs me how easily we can individually dismiss another person’s plight as though to imply that it were inconceivable for it to be reality Here necessitating the diversity to introduce innovation to the whole populace with friendly regard for each other as a safety net for all together… the more bestial humans gaining power to force people into positions of dire consequence as though to become command the hive mind from afar like some tyrant or king, but no physical crown ever equates to spiritual growth as representative of all genuine teachings, whether in the form of essays or books or even oral wisdom passed down infer some token of knowledge that is not merely a reflection of the material world… these absurd demonic dinosaurs in possession of our illusions through threads of influence such as the living dollar that has enswathed the earth like fatty tissue around the heart, and it is constricting the lifework of humanity since its inception as symbolic tool for barter and economy where it was once utilized wisely instead of shamelessly as happened when rulership deemed control necessary to develop wealth of this new material which became intermediary between actual gold value and the services provided by the common people, the rich were hooked on this instantaneously as with any other vice or malign grip which appeared to enrich their lives quickly… the power is conjoined through us all as we take our time assessing the situation as we move along in true lazed and convenient meaning for beings of exceptional potential such as we, and moving about the battlefield stalking while being stalked by the next possible one to be who you are now in a simple displacement we assume the label ‘time’ so casually, we may count the lives and experience and bodies that we fill to add up the worth we wish to die with on our shoulders without allowing ourselves access to understanding it…
Thanks, khet.
Posted by :\_khet on August 14th, 2011 in blogging, dark thoughts, e for Esemplasy..., g for Galere..., my art & dreams, o for Onymy..., rants & raves, world at large. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.