TRvMPanzi – official…

first things, first…
to pledge my DiffiCULT loyalty to the Renaissistance fully and absolutely in its’ quest to interject the appropriated amounts of humanity and chaos back into the mainstream of life that we have all drank from in order to revive and renew our survival on this planet, but even i realize my fatal flaws as much as pointing them out in others i may not agree with, though it is with a multitude of these things currently going awry that brings me to wish conclusion in more than a few of the artistic loose threads i have let go in my own pursuit of survival Here…
since the idea will hopefully live longer than myself, i leave these ideas and concepts in the knowledge that they can become better when others participate and collaborate, and which as of this writing is rare and far between instances for any enjoyment to be had overall no matter how focused i commit myself there would seem to appear the obstacles to compliment the path that my bemused drive opens out for me and thus teach lessons along the way throughout the swivel and swerve the road breaks up into a variation of individual choice…
the only real freedom we all possess, together and separately this holds true indeterminate of whether a person lives ten days or a thousand years, and also that same freedom of choice that bends around littering our steps with a multitude of caltrops falling down to defy our progress forward…

‘hyperbully (hyperbole)’

A- “losers with lasers,
using the violence of science
to assume the worst,
attaining dreams and wishes,
no matter how vicious,
asserting their ideas as truth,
promoting their lies as proof…”

B- “some smell the meat
before they ever meet the man,
coming, going, somewhere showing -us
their invested interest in lies
liars in wait playing games,
one against the other however it works,
the might of mistake made more massive by the sound…”

C- “fomenting the wages of the wasted,
disposable outgrowth from this angle,
youth tragically offended by any honesty
if not the standard good or bad,
we fail to form sentences that retain a sense
of power about them, but how
and at what cost then…?”

Posted by :\_khet on September 23rd, 2021 in blogging, Minstrellations..., my art & dreams, rants & raves, the MUSe sICk, world at large. You can skip to the end and leave a response. Pinging is currently not allowed.

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