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When every moment is Struggling with every Fiber to inspire, expire Breath, feeling is a Dream deferred, Unrealizable, they say. Yet, to feel builds emotions, Power innate, the thread Interweaving the fabric of life. Though, pro-science projects Thought is power, sensing, Just informing, to be processed By our computer, brain, for Exigent programming. Yet, conscience intuits that Thoughts are emoting, voiced. ...That fear is naught, but, Shadows of past's un-integrated Experiences, cast over our Presence and future. While both, Integral to realizing insight, Growth, balance and movement, Are necessary to humanity. "La Machine", uses them to rote Us into un-being an efficacious part And parcel of it, an automaton. More, better mechanistic survival, The reason for human being, In societies' eye. Who dares to Disagree, all in for a penny, in For a pound, mostly, decay bound. Sides, delusions, clouding their eyes. Though, feelings hibernating Emerge with strength, through Discipline, which Castaneda relates As, "the art of feeling awe", they Can be concentrated. Focusing, Realizing reality on wing, Imbued co-creation in flight. As well, what of our soma's foci of Attention, solutioning all life, Through myriad interrelations? What of the breadth of our Perceptions, the depth of every- Ones earthen interconnections? ...Of the intimacy, hearts fathoms, Touch's immediacy, aural artistry? Mammon says, "what of it", being Doesn't make money, take control, Projections do. "We" say, they're Le raison d'etre, potentia evolving, Humane being, alival. I would be Just for a day, as a mayfly, if I were More me, rather, than as long as An eagle flies, selling out, killing.
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 8:33 PM UTC
Oyate
When every moment is Struggling with every Fiber to inspire, expire Breath, feeling is a Dream deferred, Unrealizable, they say. Yet, to feel builds emotions, Power innate, the thread Interweaving the fabric of life. Though, pro-science projects Thought is power, sensing, Just informing, to be processed By our computer, brain, for Exigent programming. Yet, conscience intuits that Thoughts are emoting, voiced. ...That fear is naught, but, Shadows of past's un-integrated Experiences, cast over our Presence and future. While both, Integral to realizing insight, Growth, balance and movement, Are necessary to humanity. "La Machine", uses them to rote Us into un-being an efficacious part And parcel of it, an automaton. More, better mechanistic survival, The reason for human being, In societies' eye. Who dares to Disagree, all in for a penny, in For a pound, mostly, decay bound. Sides, delusions, clouding their eyes. Though, feelings hibernating Emerge with strength, through Discipline, which Castaneda relates As, "the art of feeling awe", they Can be concentrated. Focusing, Realizing reality on wing, Imbued co-creation in flight. As well, what of our soma's foci of Attention, solutioning all life, Through myriad interrelations? What of the breadth of our Perceptions, the depth of every- Ones earthen interconnections? ...Of the intimacy, hearts fathoms, Touch's immediacy, aural artistry? Mammon says, "what of it", being Doesn't make money, take control, Projections do. "We" say, they're Le raison d'etre, potentia evolving, Humane being, alival. I would be Just for a day, as a mayfly, if I were More me, rather, than as long as An eagle flies, selling out, killing.
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