the solution to mass extinction would be to prove that human beings can
survive through the toxic and abusive parents, the authorities that
might try to imply living a life but at what cost, and what of the
general will made law?… something quaking in the parameters of worship
that most people give in to, in one fashion or another, and to a variety
of deities… from god money and the avatars of currency, or the
contradictory and constricting modes of religion, even science pervades
this alternate nexus region of the mind where fiction and literal
interpretation combine to create an actuality… though all these sub-ages
are merely layers further developed from the model of pure thought/
consciousness, as it crosses the gaps between dimensions, to seed the
greater expanse of matter with micro particles of idea… this creates
flux, and the energy implied by this kind of output is absorbed and
reflected by the conscious window we all seem to be looking out through,
one at a time each seeing from a vastly different scope of vision… many
systems may apply to the further narrowed articulation of primordial
energies, spirits of matter riding out the dynamic pulse of conscious
thought, and it is perhaps that matter (earth) and the conscious (wind)
comprise two basic elements on opposite ends of this spectrum, becoming a
bridge or bandwidth between these to “worlds” of vague energy… through
the heart of this ‘bandwidth’, pulsating between realms of mind and
body, is the ‘wavelength’ of kinetic force reflecting and opposing the
stasis of the material and conscious forms that is and can be
interpreted a number of ways… each element has its own implied internal
push or resonance that retains its place in the protean cycle of things,
but the physical and the ephemeral each have their potency residing in
extremes of constancy, slowly and deliberately with focused directions
unwinding… while the essences of fire and water are like the eyes in the
storms of either “major” element, or like the symbol of the yin/ yang
cycle, with earth as the dark side of the circle and air as the bright
white opposite… water resides within air as the center while the fire
finds a place inside earth, the unstable and mercurial elements
stabilized by the consistency of the other two elements, but it is
inside this system that this tension creates motion from the cosmic
pressure… varying the sight of sides on coins to be flipped between
thumb and forefinger, visions of duality charging the changing of mind
with will of fate, and guiding the grind to a halt with a smack of the
hand… taking the pain from those fastidious minions of the meat parade,
the ruler tries to break the knuckles to train the beast, and utilizes
the violence to reinforce the mood of fear and panic… themes strung
along on bare threads of detail… boiled to the surface by the heated
debate between sources of authority, and movements made in err to be
judged harshly in scapegoat willingness to become the wrong one, and
swallowing those half-masticated lies force-fed our way by the brain
dead despised with rhetoric lives… fighting to keep what little
territories are necessarily controlled by the mad hordes of tribal
families, drawing their lines in the sand, and waiting for the slur of
change to occur rudely and without a shamed pace…
