Writhing of the Blind, So close and So stuck, Picturesque happless Barbed wire in the face

 

 

What is it you can feel between the lines of this person

What is it that this place tells you you wouldn’t be able to speak

How does it come to be and do I come to find that it didn’t work out for me

A sentence should be able and shouldn’t be able to encompass all of everything

 

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[Ben]

Damn
Marching around the area, the circumference of my territory, some degree level of mental a mental recognition, register, round that rough gradation into the beyond, unknown of what I may know or retain understanding of. I recognize that refining and reordering making editor decisions adding to and taking away from modifying changing replacing the perceiver.
A lot of things, various confused notions, increase their definition abstractly to 4d 5d 6d 70d, become of surer texture but never materialize and are always shapable. Every tradition, opinion and inheritance is arbitrary relative and naïve. To be naïve of what is esoteric is not naïve, to want to pull the table cloth out from under the set table and not disturb anything, if you want to remove with no delay instantly the naïve people pillow in, that is naïve. To bring all complex cognitionable fascinating places and things and enterprises, to reveal all erudite, special, sophisticated, genius, human nature, psychology and anecdotal maxim axiom parable teaching sage perspicacious knowledge right to the masses trough and interrupt ‘who wants to be a millionaire’ and make people fully un ignorant and shed those shed able areas of ignorance in a flash, that is naïve. There is no unnatural convalescing of individuals either in mutual attraction or mutual pursuit of action, where that forcedness fakeness contrivedness and uncomfortable bending ness doesn’t lead to if not catastrophe or ruin, deep regret, feeling like fool or that you have been fooled and sureness that several other nobler, happier, freer, funner, amazinger, youer, self realized self actualizationed er. Embodying yourself vivid, animate, looking forward, knowing where your past self or anything or anyone ends and where you are, begin will ever become from, and that morsel of soul and way and art and method and understanding and meaning that each finds and is personal, I’ll leave to you. Beware though of one thing which is, that in the aim of not wanting to wind up missing some really, what would of seemed more obvious, what certainly was right in front of us, some really crucial thoughts, concepts and so forth, be wary of hope. Hope is everything, but hope is what keeps us ahead and also besides ourselves