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Evil in the water?

the loser wants to win once, but under what circumstances is that even a necessary thing to look forward to?… the holy rites we indulge seem to disparage the losing aspect of the real world… the control over people dictates that they would want freedom at a point when the oppression becomes severe and unbearable, curious if there is a genus of failure culminating in the blood of man, or if such a stoic and thoughtless entity could be true to life?… Here’s to hoping that courageous beings can move more than the physical calamity that is humanity towards something most meaningful… host to the fiend ‘evil’, but home also to those ‘shoulds-woulds-could-have-beens’ wandering loose on the streets because no one wants them, the bursting heart is filled with a lack of trust… filled with insecure qualities that i have not identified easily, coming to understand the wishes and their roots, and openly questioning a follow-through that requires the persistence of being… the existential mind housed inside this solid bone skull, the personality a projection from self through the conscious rift that is the organic portal that the brain is instrumental in becoming, but we quickly are born without being a complete individual, subdued and indoctrinated at such an early age in a lot of cases… the generations just before and even those just after our own are quite adept at the bizarre contradiction the world presents in the long run, but what of the elderly in their present state of the mad inflicted pressure than turned the hard coal that all previous grand-generations/ ancestor spirits invested into our present flux of energy, though it doesn’t seem like too many people are apt at making this cosmic time machine work for them… only a handful seem capable of submitting to/ dominating over their connection to the hive interest, that reset switch empowered via those A influences contradicting a person’s internal models shaped by personal experience, but it takes time to recognize with an open mind and then more time still to explore unless you find the ways to break an otherwise acknowledged linear frame of time… aka ‘the mirror’ when spoken of as a frame of reference Here, power in words applies like a thin wallpaper spread over the architecture of the brain, and flows through a mouth that contains no previous knowledge of standards… the elders look down upon the trashing of their previous notions of tradition when their crutch of nostalgia makes no sense anymore, they do their best to find other people to speak on their behalf, and acts as a metaphor for the forces-that-be wherever they truly stem from… the B influences follow a path that circuits against the grain, though the good can go bad faith in these threads allows for the tempting of the fateful exploit by humanity, but merely the innovators and iconoclasts who end up leading the commanding lead through force of passion mastering words in an efficient diatribe to resist the yoke of epic life times before us… the utter depth we have been dragged to by letting our trust in money define our interests overall, a constant wisdom tooth throbbing in the back of the mouth, and then the pain after it is pulled is short is understanding that would have been far worse to stay there… the basic metaphor can apply to any series of situations, whether speaking of extracting an idea, or raising the literal question in concern of health… we get automatically confused when entering into a foreign experience, at least the first run through, and then afterward there is no question of process or means… sometimes letting our trust get away with us, allowing a particular aspect of the system utilize us as an example somewhere, and even letting the system put additives into the water supply just to teach us a life-long lesson of how to adapt to a toxic environment… how does humanity cope with rebirth except with a nightmare wealth of mutations?

Thanks, khet.