it is truly amazing how the ‘essence’ can drain out of you, and you
can feel it but there is no vision of this… how else can the main
throwbacks and enemies of the day become anywhere near as powerful as
they do?… it is through the manipulation of the informative quadrants of
established communication that a breakdown occurs over time, subtly the
mainstream of people begin to project walls into place to stabilize
themselves, and to stave off offending memes that try their best to
invade the programming within… that is why the manipulations and
machinations of visual mediums has curiously twisted our development as
humans… what one rejects through the pre-destiny of upbringing, may be
later embraced as the mind adapts to the harsh influences that shape and
mold these negative quirks of personality, and many get fed up with the
raw and unyielding progress of consensual reality… hierarchy and
anarchy create the teeter-totter pulse that drags us down and lifts us
up, you could call that god, but it doesn’t track for any of the other
details… god is such an ambiguous concept that to see a ‘face’ of god is
to witness only one aspect of the greater whole… meeting each other at
its basest level, we conflict as the particles of god both eroding and
further redefining the boundaries of this structure, but we grow further
attached to the labels and argue over the right meaning… this is the
emotional kinesis that fires off cosmic energy, making tighter and
lesser known parts of the whole work together, and these outbursts are
unseen to most eyes… the reptilian inside of our culture sees things
through that membranous eye, which humans can sense as a blind organ,
but allows visions into deeper realms of meaning… as humans, we might
have to fight to understand anything that isn’t handed to us first, and
then fight with ourselves to manage the information well later…
multitasking this is no easy feat, micro-manging the animal affairs with
responsibility, keeping in mind both the reality and your own mad
perspective…
Thanks, khet.
