Everyone lie to their loved ones on a hope that lie protects them but they donot understand that the toll that a lie takes on their loved ones
outweighs the hurt truth
could have ever done.

We lie because we love them,
they weep because they love us more.

A little off normal ain't abnormal,
otherwise,
we be fudgin' the data.

Practic'ly perfect is all
patience strives for.

Cast the spell, callemagin callemalloutsin,
come attend
forsake not the gathering of...

All ye, all ye, outs in free....

Wombed or un, worst and best,
twisted

strait straight wait wraith wrath point
to point

tale to tale
story to story from six ways

to Sunday, sun's day in my culture,

Day one. Gin geni gene-ration day, since
light been
activating
sensation spinning
the planetary sweep of balance soft as
stillness
in perfect peace

past undersatanding,
aitia yen yanked
beyond all
that ever mattered when

the measurerers in 2019 declare precision
stat-
balance twixt being and null is set, one part

in a measure,
one in a ratio, a reasoning, a
dis-
cerning of one part in all that man can imagine ever,
higgs-ified-ish-ly materialwise,

reality valances on
one part in 10 to the seventy-nine thousandth power.

Earthling-wise, you are at least,
or worst,
or best,
one in eight times ten to the nine-th.

Therefore, your unique effect on the balance of all
that is,

is
far more than you've been blamed for and
far less than you've taken shame for and
much
less precise than the most concise measurer of evil in you.

Moral, aphoristic con clue sion:

Do your part. Don't fudge up. Tolerate human
imbalance
in light of fudging science.
Tolerate no evil imbalance
in light of fudging philosophy.
Read deeper.
Be still from time to time. Laugh when laughter fixes the problem,
never laugh when laughing makes it worse.

You haven’t seen the scars of the tears.
Lightly etched on my skin
Hidden under heavy layers
Covered by colored masks

You don’t see the breakdowns in front of the mirror.
Every inch is inspected
Every inch is rejected
Every time I see the reflection

So how can you know everything is fine
You never bother to ask
I no longer care to share
We sit at distant ends of reality

Because

In real life I’m shattered inside.
Every second I break a little more
Day by day I break away
Soon I fear

Nothing will be left

Parting is always painful.
It all ends with a goodbye.
May it be said or not,
or its reason, a truth or lie.

Parting is always painful,
for you'll never know when you'll meet again.
May it be soon or never at all,
you'll always hope, anticipate,
no matter how small.

Parting is always painful.
Especially when the last you'll see is a smile.
Hiding the hurt, the regrets, the miles,
Giving an illusive dream you'll see it again
though you know that won't happen.

A utopia where love is uncertain
Things don't look any better today
Unable to go back
Unable to keep up this deception the way I hoped
Slowly lapsing in depravity
I hardly realize what has already become rotten
Now I'm nothing
but an empty shell built of lies

so easy to fake the eye
a smile, a wave, a word
but we see not with eyes
nor hear with ears
we see with soul
liars denigrate the soul
into nonsense to silence it
that we believe only
the show put up for us to see

**** love I’m done trying,
My heart is big but beats so quiet,
My love for you was so unknown,
But I have not seen you since you have last grown,

God willing I kiss your soft lips again,
Engage in that beautiful tasting ,experience,
My love don’t forget me but instead i say,
**** love I’m done trying...