To be lost in the ever present moment
is my goal
to be overwhelmed
always
by the ever changing now.

How silly
that our minds and brains
tune out a majority of the signals received
a majority of the minuscule percentage that is available to us

I want to witness the beauty
feel the power
smell the variety
taste the extravagant
hear the tranquility
that is always flooding my
personal universe

Lost in my chamber of thoughts
a perpetual flood of
ideas, images, scenarios
flowing from the depths of my psyche
where all minds originate.

it is as if my mind was programmed to
create perfect  scenarios
replay and edit  memories
expect everything but what comes
live life like it's a ******* mistake
forget

Forgetfulness is our savior and condemner
keeping us comfy but lost
not knowing who we are,
where we came from
why we're here
what our mission is.

Remembering is our savior from ourselves
bringing back our sanity
while realizing that everyone
who has forgotten
was stuck in a psychotic mind puzzle
defined
by the human conditioning
that was burned into our neuronal connections since
we had the coordination to look into others' eyes

My friends! Remember! Be here so we can live together
in peace, without fear!
Be here so you can live!

Do you want restitution for my crimes past committed?

Is your code of silence a loud cry for justice?
Fine, be free from my life and all of its many normalities.
You've pushed me away for all of your false realities.
There were no threads of life to unwind from the next.

Soon you were simply gone.
No loud cries, those were really only my quiet sighs.
No justice needed, the jury filed out barely heeded.
I'm left alone with no condemner.

There's nothing to atone for, you were the ***** *****.
I'll make a mess, I won't be quiet.
Is this just making it worse? Reveling in memories like a second skin.
No not yet, don't absolve this sin.

"Love, the deadliest of all deadly things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t. But that isn’t it, exactly. The condemner and the condemned. The executioner; the blade; the last-minute reprieve; the gasping breath and the rolling sky above you and the thank you, thank you, thank you, God."