Sunny
Southern California day, high
in the Cuyamacas, and feeling
fairly successful, failure-wise,
fallen and risen and fallen again,
as moods among believers in moods,
methodology, minute ****** gestures,
nuanced all to Hell, and back, if you will
allow the allusion to the ancient threats
many mind hats fashioned
with more soul, tipped in pattern step,
some hatters I happened to know, more spirit,
rolled their brims in a real Randolph Scott way,
intentional excellence, preach true, teach true,
be the man you come to be, by thinking true
enough, bliebe doch, here, I'll be
thinking this is it, I'll be happy here, I'll just wait.
To pay the harvesters in kind, here, at once
we may imagine, once we think we are, we are
in any chosen medium signals in the noise.
The utterly devastated completely alone, whose
right allows this to continue, who has the wherewithal?
Asking mercy
on the enraged, wishing
soothing golden oil
on the scars
from greed, long truce breaker greed,
to hold power granted
to hold our common will to ****
on demand, that's Patriotism, right
breeding better warriors with football, glory.
Hard won, son. But the reality is we are after that,
and what we got is not dystopia, eutopia is closer,
the peace we make remains
the idea used to make it
that is, mellow out
but, be real,
what just occurred using legal war,
whenever such never healing fissures form,
why we realize peace is possible practically now.
whywhywghy worth it
realizing
for a minute the fullness
of the godhead
we said we
believed came
through our opened doors
that word is pleroma in gnosis
We breathe from one bubble, we leave be re
Is to relieve the pleroma aroma, smell good.
Sit in hot October sun, and see colors, good.
If who is really minding your own business, now.
Accepts, any fiber of hope, any sense of some way
out of the madness in the media feeding angst
or bogus science con carnival credulity caveats
to sell magic beans
for your attention, its worth
its show business like no business we knew,
it is all around us,
telling us they fooled us
once
until we had,
until we really had all the movies ever made,
in our pockets or our bags, all the books in the
whole Googlesphere, and then some, in truth
social, whole new mind frames arise to think,
what if we win,
what then?
How will the world be better if peace
were our only business,
kindness we all appreciate
makes this planet work,
we could let that become money…
by realizing we live on a living planet, and likely
live in a living galactic cluster, essential to life.
So what is your worth as a believer in anything?
I mean, on a galactic scale.
If you can imagine being who size. For real.
Oct 25, 2025
Oct 25, 2025 at 7:13 PM UTC
Sunny
Southern California day, high
in the Cuyamacas, and feeling
fairly successful, failure-wise,
fallen and risen and fallen again,
as moods among believers in moods,
methodology, minute ****** gestures,
nuanced all to Hell, and back, if you will
allow the allusion to the ancient threats
many mind hats fashioned
with more soul, tipped in pattern step,
some hatters I happened to know, more spirit,
rolled their brims in a real Randolph Scott way,
intentional excellence, preach true, teach true,
be the man you come to be, by thinking true
enough, bliebe doch, here, I'll be
thinking this is it, I'll be happy here, I'll just wait.
To pay the harvesters in kind, here, at once
we may imagine, once we think we are, we are
in any chosen medium signals in the noise.
The utterly devastated completely alone, whose
right allows this to continue, who has the wherewithal?
Asking mercy
on the enraged, wishing
soothing golden oil
on the scars
from greed, long truce breaker greed,
to hold power granted
to hold our common will to ****
on demand, that's Patriotism, right
breeding better warriors with football, glory.
Hard won, son. But the reality is we are after that,
and what we got is not dystopia, eutopia is closer,
the peace we make remains
the idea used to make it
that is, mellow out
but, be real,
what just occurred using legal war,
whenever such never healing fissures form,
why we realize peace is possible practically now.
whywhywghy worth it
realizing
for a minute the fullness
of the godhead
we said we
believed came
through our opened doors
that word is pleroma in gnosis
We breathe from one bubble, we leave be re
Is to relieve the pleroma aroma, smell good.
Sit in hot October sun, and see colors, good.
If who is really minding your own business, now.
Accepts, any fiber of hope, any sense of some way
out of the madness in the media feeding angst
or bogus science con carnival credulity caveats
to sell magic beans
for your attention, its worth
its show business like no business we knew,
it is all around us,
telling us they fooled us
once
until we had,
until we really had all the movies ever made,
in our pockets or our bags, all the books in the
whole Googlesphere, and then some, in truth
social, whole new mind frames arise to think,
what if we win,
what then?
How will the world be better if peace
were our only business,
kindness we all appreciate
makes this planet work,
we could let that become money…
by realizing we live on a living planet, and likely
live in a living galactic cluster, essential to life.
So what is your worth as a believer in anything?
I mean, on a galactic scale.
If you can imagine being who size. For real.
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