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the Critical Mass

Who are these people? The ones who drift in and out of people’s lives to warp another’s views for a lifetime. There are those who debate as to what meaning the identity of others applies to their own limited fascinations. Each unto their own wealth be it in knowledge, or of the physical matter, something limited by the almost-pointed obsession with a certain facet of ideal obstruction. The eyes have a limited sense of sight to be able to see things closely while the unknown cries out far away. They push our buttons whether it is to succeed or fail, but always in mind to advance the overall progress, the whole unlimited. I despise the ones who defy the interest of all the others in the place, who mock what it is to be human, and their children, whose blood will spill upon the earth when the end is ready to pop their heads in a heavy gravitational vice…the vice of ignorance. This mass covers the earth with their blasphemous tones and ephemeral attitudes, bemoaning the experience that envelopes all of the actions they wish to commit to, and feeling merely possessed of a cynical and debased outlook. Though that maybe grown over a period of trauma or instability, it is most evident in those people that have the most stability it seems over time, and who seem the most adept will material and financial wealth. Sons and daughters of creatures of habit slaving to have their earnings robbed from them after sitting in the grave less than a few, short years later. A blessing from the corrupt in their castles to live like thieves, and allow ourselves to be kept like mere animals being bred for enjoyments, the likes of which we should never have to know. Finger pointers and shame bringers all, and all to take apart what little “world” we have available to us, each a mass unto themselves within a universe inside. The microcosm is breaking out of its stationary limits all the time inside the grand microcosmic forces that act upon us all. No mere ebbing and flowing tides are these, and the breeding continues unchecked as the animal and mind become diseased fleshes, growing apart and decaying in unison. This is the superego made manifest, all of culture modifying and replicating itself all over the world, and ego lost into the shuffle between culture and animal…id versus superego. The battle and debate that keep pushing this stratosphere tentatively between light and dark places in our hearts. For our hearts reflect the spirit within our divine natures, and buries itself deep like a tattoo into the skin, that sits with us until a readiness to leave the scene of the crime. The unlimited mass, and much like a critical mass, becomes an alternate to actual conscious unity. There should be no pity for the majority, if you are successful enough to take the heat, and confidence will be the only saving grace in attempting anything with unsure footing. Fate is unkind and sometimes ill-equipped to dispose of the bodies, and you can’t always take the worst experience too seriously, walking amongst the debris is far too easy these days. Like any other day, though, there are limits and boundaries to prepare for, and not just the easy obstacles that are practiced in lifetimes. We are the critical erosion of the centuries as we exist Here, creating abundance in absence of an honest sense of wealth, and allow our gods to be created and not provoking it from within. This is the archetype we draw from, and not some matter-of-fact tabloid that will eat the soul, veiling the eyes and mind. The sedate is everywhere, to question the rhythms that protrude from those real places, and let’s not exclude the intrinsic demeanor of irony itself. Caustic whispers that drift from every other vagrant mind, and wandering eyes walking away from the disaster, as the blazing sun to rise. Whoops, got a little bit carried away there. How rude. Still the point was this, that some beings questions protrude from their perturbed and questionable minds, and that ends up turning into singsong rhymes. I was somewhere there for a moment, but then, the moment passed.