…adVersenary mercantile…

…concerned with the exchange of goods for services through adverse conditions being ripe in this cosmological desolation left thinking we are so alone Here the depths of thought showing very little profit except for prophetic profiteering by private companies and incorporations excluding the common people from doing anything useful besides all the hard labor as though life is prison and vice versa et cetera no wonder some of us become such cruel mercenaries only out for themselves as simple life of villainy instead looked upon by the individual as their hero’s journey that requires them fighting against adversity taking them, bantering our way through chit chat most tedious of face management as our mouths do most of the talking Here while facial tics twitching and autonomous bodily expressions seem to contradict whatever lip service the person pays as their body might prefer conveying differing though no less complex meaning not to mention all the more subtle clues our bodies exude such as pheromones and hormones and other excretions as incidental products of these organisms we are born into with very little reference material able to provide any tips on how to manage oneself best as a human being doing something, hoping sober thoughts guide our doubts to clean up the act everyone else thinks we can automatically make better providing advice like it’s going out of style jerking others around when perhaps they would not even try to follow their own advisement yet will proliferate these ideas in hopes of finding treasure to steal away from people unaware and totally willing to trade their time money and energy for performance of concepts that may appear to be more than vapid magic at play using icons that slay both hope and dream through deception twisting relentless desires into nightmares of ritual… what was once good is not serving us any more of that feeling without stealing a little bit more of your soul Here passing it off as willing sacrifice made to stay aware of the magic or carelessly can accept the bad habits as they are what they are when these struggles eat away at us from within we must take it upon ourselves to find personally constructive not constrictive aspects to our lives in order to achieve fulfilling points of reference to allow us some positive light on through those darkest nights each ahead of us in our time, Here questioning the tempest that arrives to sequence our living systems differently than they were before maybe more primitive than alien as mind-body dichotomy attempting uncomplicated understanding that might mean a universal enrichment throughout grandiose profane scope of an endless or eternal being absolute without any kind of breaking down made apparent somewhere as proof of something we were unaware of prior to absorbing the examples and experience for ourselves thus leading us to evolve in whatever ways nature makes possible for us to make things happen with freedom of choice or obeying the fist when it strikes us down, survival through the unrelenting violence however that may be possible for each of us hoping we do not choke or drown in the stuff we have accumulated as lives go on at times longer in accord with their roles or purpose as representatives of mind at large utilizing information to divide and conquer whenever it occurs to them to hatch a scheme to justify the extremes they seek leaking prospects of manifest destiny with words to seed their ideas in the minds of others that they would see those fortunate prospects willing to sacrifice everything without hesitation the same way…

thanks, khet_:/

Posted by :\_khet on April 9th, 2024 in backwash, blogging, critical concepts, Miscellaneous, my art & dreams, personal afflictions, practical theory, rants & raves, v for Vetanda..., world at large. You can skip to the end and leave a response. Pinging is currently not allowed.

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