08-23-12

White is so present and 

consistent.

Fortunately it birthed me,
the inherent hopeful whitness.

It leads me to belief,

certifies is certain.

My reality questions you,

it confirms you.

Perception mimics reality and

philosophies from long ago.

It loses touch with your mind

Please, plead.

Not my soul. What surrounds you 

every day?

Different realms 

perceptions fleshed out in REM

You wake up feeling numb

exhaustion like having 

methodone withdrawals.

Bad days.

Bad and good, one in the same.

Streaming flow of stimulations

the material temptation.

Souls make words. 

Words are sounds.

Books detonate the mind

It explodes every quarter kilometer.

The instruments of life

Are moments.

Reality surpasses the

intransigent physiology

from one niche to another.

home only exists in the hindsight.

A convert sent into contemplation 

mode. Tasking to speak and

Writing to reach enough.

tasking to speak

enough to write

Each cannot coagulate thoughts. 

EVER. The common fear of alienation.

Common to who? Beauty comes,

it surfaces

when connection happens.

Humanity is.

Fear and shame

disconnect It.

Humanity develops

Fear and shape convert it

The cerebral stimulation

and the heart recognition.

Does idea flourish from the heart?

My soul has escaped both.

While the majority of society

declares clinical insanity

A depressed fallacy?

The intransigent mind,

a self-proclaimed

tragedy.

Doubt carriages the

persistent conscious 

which never relents.

Total pleasure is exposed.

The emotional rise

of consuming data, the

facts without flinching. 

They fully "understand."

I fully "understand." 

Avoid the dehumanization

of each other with facts. 

The facts become over-bearing.

Drive one into a state of separation

from the subterranean stream

This murders the beauty.

Reality is what is closest to you.

That which is around you generates

the rise, the walk, and the

lay back down again. 

Beauty can be found.

Ephemeral Answers.

We must find them.

It gets bloody, fleshy.

Take it all in if you must. 

Don't dwell long with the 

knowledge. Knowledge is 

transitory. It is fleeting.

One eyed open satisfying.