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enter ego tainting, tinting, spiking now with its foreign substance always to manipulate and alter What Is already natural is only good One did not think one could improve on God? Did one think this lie? Did one account for one’s own blind ignorance? as if one created something new within the realm of What Is Step aside and see your own insignificance, if you can stand to look - stand the inferno of your own gaze. And, if you cannot, how could you believe you are a king? A king of what? The lost. busy the days working in time making some nightmarish world You think you are making paradise? You are building your own funeral pyre! Must you go to the bitter end, dragged and gagged and beaten? it isn’t a giving up What have you taken? In order to give something up, you must have taken it in the first place. You have not. only think it so, making all suffering seem real. What is this you have made? don’t know can’t see won’t stop and tell just keep spinnin and rollin and truckin along leanin in and gettin ‘er done … To what END?
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Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 12:58 PM UTC
to the bitter end
enter ego tainting, tinting, spiking now with its foreign substance always to manipulate and alter What Is already natural is only good One did not think one could improve on God? Did one think this lie? Did one account for one’s own blind ignorance? as if one created something new within the realm of What Is Step aside and see your own insignificance, if you can stand to look - stand the inferno of your own gaze. And, if you cannot, how could you believe you are a king? A king of what? The lost. busy the days working in time making some nightmarish world You think you are making paradise? You are building your own funeral pyre! Must you go to the bitter end, dragged and gagged and beaten? it isn’t a giving up What have you taken? In order to give something up, you must have taken it in the first place. You have not. only think it so, making all suffering seem real. What is this you have made? don’t know can’t see won’t stop and tell just keep spinnin and rollin and truckin along leanin in and gettin ‘er done … To what END?
purpose intention life itself
#self#awareness#purpose#life#social#construct
Billie_Marie
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Billie_Marie
49/F/Yuma, AZ
Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 12:58 PM UTC
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