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Gripped by our minds The time ticks by Attempting to find The solace in Instantly gratifying means The ends to which Have long disappeared Holes filling slower than the depths being dug The fading light The repetitive thud Admiration derived Not in awe But in phones Infiltrated eyes Gaze capturing signs Signalled are virtues Interests conflicted Capacity restricted ‘Willfully’ ignorant The inner infant self soothes Autonomy removed The voice of discernment retreats into gloom Value and meaning Obscured, then consumed Selected truths No choice Just seeming free will No voice Unless it lies within the narrative of choice To speak To be critiqued Costly, free speech The fighters retreat Unconsciousness reigns supreme
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Feb 15, 2022
Feb 15, 2022 at 8:12 AM UTC
Steer Clear
Gripped by our minds The time ticks by Attempting to find The solace in Instantly gratifying means The ends to which Have long disappeared Holes filling slower than the depths being dug The fading light The repetitive thud Admiration derived Not in awe But in phones Infiltrated eyes Gaze capturing signs Signalled are virtues Interests conflicted Capacity restricted ‘Willfully’ ignorant The inner infant self soothes Autonomy removed The voice of discernment retreats into gloom Value and meaning Obscured, then consumed Selected truths No choice Just seeming free will No voice Unless it lies within the narrative of choice To speak To be critiqued Costly, free speech The fighters retreat Unconsciousness reigns supreme
Timothy
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27/M/England
Feb 15, 2022
Feb 15, 2022 at 8:12 AM UTC
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