Unfinished Saints

the disfigured discoveries made by assumption of which we have all belonged as perilous to forfeit as the livelihood one thinks they have in this wild world as some of us try a little harder to shatter the thin veneer of bullshit covering over a tainted lust for life, only to lead us through the new ages without impossible odds stacked up against us in its own mocking trying to ground the animal in what it is and what role it plays in the rushing hoodlum onslaught of opportunistic traitors as only the villains seem able to move any of the pieces in whatever fashion they wish, and by the pushing of their ideal elite standards upon us as a whole society there have been many fatalities as the wealthy nihilism gets taken to extremes in this money-hungry culture of vapid claims and insolent charges all seeming to sell something for nothing… we keep rebuilding a world that is in a constant flux by settling massive structures in places where the people have begun to revolt as the wealthy expose their sheltering claims for the brittle lies put there into place on purpose, at first bringing the novel and more exciting innovations to a wider audience where nothing out of the ordinary is to be questioned except for the charming ways in which they work differently than anything else yet, but through a perfection slow and sure we can view the things as inevitable eventually revealed as the truth of the facts when there may be dispute that abounds everywhere trying to assault the relevant issues necessary to understand who we are and what we do Here… it is small compensation staying in the dark and feeding off of what has been handed to us to digest through our systems being monitored to find where the inherent diversity and thusly the problem is leaking from to monkey-wrench the homogenization of authority into one cohesive entity that power-mongers do not wish people to understand because it can be likened to trying to build a god from scratch, and Mankind appears to want its’ own particular brand of myth to become utilized as the standard bearer whether there is a use for the previous archetypes as “gods” remains as speculation, though it isn’t difficult to see why we create such flimsy cut-outs to represent us when it is so strange to live like this at once trapped in the soul as much freed by it… we are always dancing with the same devils who use our faces to try challenging us to reject those same angels within us attempting to reinforce the advancement of enlightenment though looking through a denser prism…

Thanks, khet.

Posted by :\_khet on January 19th, 2014 in blogging, my art & dreams, rants & raves, s for Semon..., subdued wisdom, u for Upas.... You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.

Leave a Reply

You must be logged in to post a comment.