Ten condemnments.
Ten. All words are an illusion to mask the chaos inherent in being. Cast aside the emotion portents, and the words you are left with are a hideous shambles used to crutch one’s self across the room. The crazier you really are, the fewer the words you require to make your points understood, and actions truly speak louder than words. To speak of your state of mind or feelings, is to erase all doubt that others would hold against you, and lies are unforgivable under the wrong circumstances. You must give yourself over completely to the unity that all humanity seeks to define. Now boxes imaginable will be able to contain the presence of that energy, and words are merely semantic reproductions of what lies at the surface of the movement in raw energy states, the action is the explanation. Insanity is only the understanding of madness which is the antithesis of rational existence, though not the total null and void of existing at all, but the idea that a total balance would throw madness in with evil. The barriers become more and more definite to the naked eye. Soon there won’t even be the words to abuse with our flatulent tongues. We would begin to lick the air as a means of animal adaptation in the absence of speech. The madness then will only save you from the monotony of mindlessness. Direction is needed to prosper wholly in the physical realm, and by rules of the entirety we are bound to each other through a certain necessity. Being born takes one out of the stream of consciousness, and places the mind into self-awareness inside a shell, a home that lives and experiences along with the consciousness. The persona one presents must be of aid to the society that is considered representative of unity to that individual, and all around are reasons to promote the ideas of bettering the whole as well as the self. Decadent ideas lead to a dry and inhibited plateau where dreams die by the mouthful, and at times, can appear to be quantified by words. Dripping with sweat and knowledge built by residual experiential data. The grown of germs through self-awareness and reason from humanity’s whole.
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