Significant motions.
why do we become such animals inside of the head, like caged heat making everyone condemn one another for the differences we all share by given intent of this feral place we inhabit, and we seem to live the same lifetimes over and over again like glorified ants in the dust working away at the redistribution of wealth to the more “noble” realms rising overhead though not necessarily above us in the skies… the hideous things we create through alchemy of the soul projecting out into outer significances in that dark space tracing the trail of our experiment into the extremes of meme that we continue to carve with as planned by destiny’s handlebars gripped with the lust of a free wild world of interwoven strands, we are built as the tapestry demands with but the rarest of glimpses of insight as to what a destiny could ever mean outside the reality of reason and logic that our minds may be able to command, we are more than merely coded frameworks from which other ideas are to take hold as the brain is much more than the storage and access to data we take for granted Here… the ether recoils to allow another young pet of the system through the undulating waves of grey into this stark and cruel reality where it would appear dreams are stomped down as readily as they would appear to be exalted into the chivalry of grandiose gesture as it would try to rule over us all, amidst this confusion that is a not-so-necessary reality as by-product of this casual assault on the average conscious human being which arranges for the laze that permeates our disconnected species, and dissolving as well as mechanizing the rules of engagement between cosmic forces as order ‘seems’ to work against chaos even though the tandem impressions are what we perceive Here… this place is run by whelps disgraceful at what they choose to do as antidote to their own personal horror of selfish dementia condemning the rational mind that would abuse their access to power as such, the crooked forces of hypocritical fury and savage agony remove some speech of logical argument out of the mouths in the forms of questions from the working professionals disappearing into the machine every day whenever the right new pieces come together, and it is scary to think of how the system we live within now tries to pull the appropriate elements tightly to create a larger pattern to include any wrong-doing conservative perception into the daily social compact people subject themselves to every day… we seem to allow faithless random deals with the devilish ones who are at work trying to own the world along with the populations within the ideal borders as classifications for the unique strains of human culture on the edges of the experiment’s organic Petri dish attached at the lips, trying to talk the bacterial culture clean of the human experience which it originally begat from out of a sea of the living disguised while at the very same time stroke as taking the impetus to move through the grunge and muck left after generations of shedding skin and layers of filth and waste from the inside out, and even as we claim to think a god would ever deem us worthy of saving from immanent destruction programming us as the lifeforms used as bombs in the new modernity… i think too much about these deranged abstractions from truth and active practical application that forces us to work with what we have while dismissing the aspects that have nothing to do with any of our advancement for the species or truth in general, but instead reveal another creative note of insight from deep within the percolating areas where a soul might tread inside this vessel sailing the seas of cheese just fine, though what i meant to say was that the nonsense has just as smart a place integral to the functional whole of reality exposed to the spastic as it is with these reprogrammed jerks hopping about looking for the easy way to become the opportunist whenever needed for some particular action by a pseudo-spiritual calling from cosmic forces… the divorce of soul from form and mind makes the dark fill space where formerly there were factual functional human examples of life trying to control itself and its own progress in existence, so many others have pondered these fantastic themes with great detail while at other times merely vague notions pointing in the right general directions for the purpose of making the temporary a reality for its short lifespan, but future generations add to these ideas modifying grasps at a full 360-degree view of the conceptualizations as they become clear to the studious authority out there in the dark… the scientists at once reveal the escapist focus in their eyes as the experiment has come to fruition…
Thanks, khet.
Posted by :\_khet on November 30th, 2011 in blogging, dark thoughts, rants & raves, s for Semon..., world at large. You can leave a response or trackback from your own site.