lies. And the meak have reveled in their sheepishness and bahhed and bleated, till the sounds of theirown patheticness makes them beg to be crushed. And when the anarchists take to the streets to pillageand plunder, till they long for brotherhood and absolution. And when the messiahs have stood andspouted, till they too become mindless plants in need of water. And when the business leaches havesuckled and abused, till they are bloated slow and ripe for eating. And the poets and the hemorrhaginghearts have wined and waxed, till their pens are used to euthanize their hearts
directly…………………………We will still be here!!! This is the
course of humanity!!!! This epicenter of misinformation, extreme delusion, social saturation/isolation, materialistic dream we are floating in, isits course
. We are jumping in lines that haven’t even been opened, and we are charging it to the game.
At the birth of humanity we were all born free, wild and roaming the landscapes of earth and of mind. Slowly as time elapses another and anot
her mighty lasso is pulling us in……One day one must ruleall…We may never
know who directly, and such cleverness must be shrouded behind an unknownsymbol of the future.
It’s the symbols we follow, not the man. Lest we call it….a flag…corporate logo…a
sun, we must have something, in which to weave our hopes. We must have something to inflate withthe decaying sickness of our fear. But it is our momentary fate, most likely a very brief moment, inwhich, we may unravel ourselves again. How magnificent, the
suspense……the ride. The question is are
we climbing to the summit, with the psychological build up, of the fall, the anticipation that makes theair thick and the spine cold. Or are we cresting, where the pull has paused and we find ourselvesweightless hanging
in time space and mind, ready…..ready to fall. To ride the beast of humanity into
every twist, bank, and roll the wild fate has in store for us.In general observation, the twists and turns take generations, and our routines often growbored with the waning of the everyday common happenings. The most crumbling, pulverizing force toour vision, our passion and inspiration is the everyday. The continued rise and fall of celestial bodies, inthe batter of the routine and mechanic grindings of days. You wake up, take care of the kids, go to work,kiss ass, keep quiet
, don’t be to
loud, don’t make wave
s, come home, eat dinner, watch TV, ingestbullshit, remind yourself to stay motivated, battle demons, fight your desire to be lazy and go to sleep.
Don’t forget to do it again and again, because the routine keeps the clothes on your wretched back,
food in your diseased stomach, and sanity in your twisted turbulent mind. Meanwhile
,… loving your
family, in every sense of the word; being in their personalities, their problems, needs, wants and secretdesires. Do so with heavy eyes, callused hands, strained back, swollen feet, indifferent thought, tattered
heart, and uncivilized mind, and calculate………..Not what you want, but the minuscule minutes you have