A punch in the gut

How is it?

How clued in, much do you know the ropes

Inwardly- wharves, obstacles, confusion

out- loops, glitches, failed freelance

Awareness, access, a chance

Zombie repression, ghost denial

Walking dead

unhealthy eyes to see an unhealthy mind

do you not know morning, noon and night

Do you not know very much is lost, for medium wealth

Who is it up to?

Do you see yourself

even as you are in an excessive or false stride

even as the usual unsurprising world stirs you up

It is all the same, deviation 

inner dispersion

trite superfluous feigning, burdened consciousness

Who are you?

Its hard to identify

not the only one

but its an important word, identity

I don't care about what you don't care about

tell me about what you care about

things mattering to you matters

Otherwise, words all blend into one

meaningful and valuable and priority, whisked away

no volition, intention, will or free will

Not to have an authority complex

or rail against the man, bad weed laws and corporations forever

but to be your own master

a troll guard, inter-police, self police system

hurling concepts, proportion, spectrums of meaning

to the obscure abyss of the back of your mind

important notions, concepts considerations and understandings

zero in, discern, humbly enjoy anecdotes and witty exchanges

broaden out, grow out as a sun-avor, extend like the end of never-ending-lightning

Symbols emerge, designated groups of scenarios and phenomena

types, archetypes, symbols, maybe even an entire language or speech or book in them