manif3st - Hello Poetry

eeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrryytttttttttttthhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg dies everyone lies we all wear a disguise no human can possibly fly immortality is a fiction our fixation with youth is an addiction the truth descends from our perception what are we left with? inception? another form of self-deception? i don't know what this or anything means are we individuals? or are we collective operating teams?

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Nov 23, 2020

Nov 23, 2020 at 4:47 PM UTC

finitude is a melody

eeeeeeeeeevvvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrryytttttttttttthhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnggggggggg dies everyone lies we all wear a disguise no human can possibly fly immortality is a fiction our fixation with youth is an addiction the truth descends from our perception what are we left with? inception? another form of self-deception? i don't know what this or anything means are we individuals? or are we collective operating teams?

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nationalism interesting concept it gives me eyes yet constricts my vision it cuts to the root, precision a careful incision distill patroticism bathe in schism schism of the past no victory every lasts build rafts pay tribute to the past but build the ******* rafts appreciate your ancestors craft but realise patrioticism is relative we all have a past

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Nov 20, 2020

Nov 20, 2020 at 4:14 PM UTC

national

nationalism interesting concept it gives me eyes yet constricts my vision it cuts to the root, precision a careful incision distill patroticism bathe in schism schism of the past no victory every lasts build rafts pay tribute to the past but build the ******* rafts appreciate your ancestors craft but realise patrioticism is relative we all have a past

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up late sat upright i contemplate is it too late? how much of a state is my mind state? i feel stuck in time am i stagnant or am i fluid? i wanna leap off the bed or the earth what is the symbolic meaning of a birth? is there even such a thing? if so, what is the symbolic meaning of death? we all die is that the symbol? is it a parable? who knows your guess is as good as anyone elses we pretend all day long of our competencies truth is, such endeavours limit our ability to see how the world is in raw form we build our lives and wishes within a simulation we all subscribe to the simulation in our own way only till we own the simulations of our mind can we really see the ethereal and rich nature of reality reality is not fixed it cannot be named like a person it is bigger than me or you or any organism that inhabits it let's have some humility for Christ's sake

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Nov 13, 2020

Nov 13, 2020 at 11:38 AM UTC

some humility

up late sat upright i contemplate is it too late? how much of a state is my mind state? i feel stuck in time am i stagnant or am i fluid? i wanna leap off the bed or the earth what is the symbolic meaning of a birth? is there even such a thing? if so, what is the symbolic meaning of death? we all die is that the symbol? is it a parable? who knows your guess is as good as anyone elses we pretend all day long of our competencies truth is, such endeavours limit our ability to see how the world is in raw form we build our lives and wishes within a simulation we all subscribe to the simulation in our own way only till we own the simulations of our mind can we really see the ethereal and rich nature of reality reality is not fixed it cannot be named like a person it is bigger than me or you or any organism that inhabits it let's have some humility for Christ's sake

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we are all sheep in herds cut oursleves into groups jump through unnecessary hoops oops we lost a fraction of da true self what a shame who cares, it's boujee to be lame be a bot new hype, it's ******* hot be like us or you'll be shot it's popular people approve just follow the music, sway to the grooze don't you dare attempt to move stay stagnant allow your identity to fragment then sell it off if your lucky part of it will sell if not you may be reunited with it in hell oh well that's the tee until next time hunny

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Nov 11, 2020

Nov 11, 2020 at 8:16 AM UTC

whatever sells

we are all sheep in herds cut oursleves into groups jump through unnecessary hoops oops we lost a fraction of da true self what a shame who cares, it's boujee to be lame be a bot new hype, it's ******* hot be like us or you'll be shot it's popular people approve just follow the music, sway to the grooze don't you dare attempt to move stay stagnant allow your identity to fragment then sell it off if your lucky part of it will sell if not you may be reunited with it in hell oh well that's the tee until next time hunny

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instagram my dear friend i miss you like a crack addict misses crack i am in AA on the emergency table i lay, frail i feel my internal workings coming undone i am locked out of the fun i am tempted by my insatiable lust to run run and run from myself perceptions of moi that i have conjured and cooked laced extras with the crack, microwave the crack, a transplant for my identity expand myself for the many so i could sell more more of me in exchange for love, the eternal currency the currency i seek on some level the extras i laundered became me identification with the mask i have trapped myself between the future and the past. how long can this last?

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Nov 6, 2020

Nov 6, 2020 at 6:33 AM UTC

aa meetings

instagram my dear friend i miss you like a crack addict misses crack i am in AA on the emergency table i lay, frail i feel my internal workings coming undone i am locked out of the fun i am tempted by my insatiable lust to run run and run from myself perceptions of moi that i have conjured and cooked laced extras with the crack, microwave the crack, a transplant for my identity expand myself for the many so i could sell more more of me in exchange for love, the eternal currency the currency i seek on some level the extras i laundered became me identification with the mask i have trapped myself between the future and the past. how long can this last?

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regrettable regret cemented with regret. empty threats, heaving with regret, heart is vehemently set, yet my mind seeks reset. expectations left unmet tossed the dices, a bet i am forever in debt prophecies set cemented with regret.

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Aug 24, 2020

Aug 24, 2020 at 8:46 AM UTC

regrettable

regrettable regret cemented with regret. empty threats, heaving with regret, heart is vehemently set, yet my mind seeks reset. expectations left unmet tossed the dices, a bet i am forever in debt prophecies set cemented with regret.

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scared for your parenrs sanity can cause you to befriend insanity scared for your paeents safety, always debilitating, anxiety in waves scared for your parents future days depraved, begging for conditional praise scared for your parents demise everything knotted with bows of lies scared for your parents fallible memory overcompensation for grief yearn for any modicum of relief

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Aug 7, 2020

Aug 7, 2020 at 11:41 AM UTC

fear hold me near

scared for your parenrs sanity can cause you to befriend insanity scared for your paeents safety, always debilitating, anxiety in waves scared for your parents future days depraved, begging for conditional praise scared for your parents demise everything knotted with bows of lies scared for your parents fallible memory overcompensation for grief yearn for any modicum of relief

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wine n dine they say faux sophistication how pretty oh culture, they say but there's a price to pay for the theatre show endorse inclusion yet divide into rows the stage is free art they say entertain me in exchange for pay ********** culture deeper entrenched day by day isn't it peculiar? we are politically correct yet flawed in every way shhhhh, that's not what you are supposed to say

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Aug 1, 2020

Aug 1, 2020 at 5:48 PM UTC

hushhh hushhh

wine n dine they say faux sophistication how pretty oh culture, they say but there's a price to pay for the theatre show endorse inclusion yet divide into rows the stage is free art they say entertain me in exchange for pay ********** culture deeper entrenched day by day isn't it peculiar? we are politically correct yet flawed in every way shhhhh, that's not what you are supposed to say

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create instigate create instigate as soon as i flow freely i remember there's a gate dragging me to the past back on goes the cast it happens so fast it feels like fate as if i am cemented into the gate the gate to my past any glimmer of hope dashed in a blast it happens so fast my life is juxtaposition of attempts to succeed and temptation to bleed addicted to pain as if by virtue of loss there's nothing to gain life punctuated by pain i lay in bed to rest my head but there is goes again my inner critic awakens i submit, forsaken the space where my life begins and ends the juxtaposition reinforced success left at the door and pain endorsed

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Jul 22, 2020

Jul 22, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC

the body of juxtaposition

create instigate create instigate as soon as i flow freely i remember there's a gate dragging me to the past back on goes the cast it happens so fast it feels like fate as if i am cemented into the gate the gate to my past any glimmer of hope dashed in a blast it happens so fast my life is juxtaposition of attempts to succeed and temptation to bleed addicted to pain as if by virtue of loss there's nothing to gain life punctuated by pain i lay in bed to rest my head but there is goes again my inner critic awakens i submit, forsaken the space where my life begins and ends the juxtaposition reinforced success left at the door and pain endorsed

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do you ever just wonder and ponder on death? do you ever look to the sky and envision your last good bye? do you ever just look to depths above and picture the end of love? do you ever flirt with ideas and wish the truth existed in tiers? i wonder where my body resides when i die will it be up in that same alleged heavenly sky? or will i be ash particles or will i be washed away at sea or will i be surrounded by soil regardless of wherever i lay the real question is whether above, in ashes, in the ground or at sea will i be at peace? will i finally be free to be me?

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Jul 20, 2020

Jul 20, 2020 at 2:43 PM UTC

will the time come?

do you ever just wonder and ponder on death? do you ever look to the sky and envision your last good bye? do you ever just look to depths above and picture the end of love? do you ever flirt with ideas and wish the truth existed in tiers? i wonder where my body resides when i die will it be up in that same alleged heavenly sky? or will i be ash particles or will i be washed away at sea or will i be surrounded by soil regardless of wherever i lay the real question is whether above, in ashes, in the ground or at sea will i be at peace? will i finally be free to be me?

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