Live to merely die

What you think is the reality, is never the reality, look at this dream, a dream of real things, of lies of truths; what is anything, when you turn it so much that it becomes something fully differen

live to merely die, die to live in another form, realize everything only to become nothing; Scorned for telling too many truths, lies become the only truth. Free yourself from freedom, to enslave yourself to another link of another chain, connected to yet another broken atom(fissioned) within an embodiment of another environmental realm. So when you break the mirror and realize that you are a part of all things, you come to find that all things are disconnected; thats what makes us connected-- in our brokeness. Connected in a discourse of activeness in disconectedness, and disconnected in a connective course of unactive processes, that leave us paralyzed in a mid configuration(paralyzation) and thence the paradoxes arise. And in-between are all the matters that we never talk about-- those shattered fragments that are never pieced together-- so damned discombobulated that we forget where our faces once were; that without an image, no correct perception can structuralize; the subjects we never talk about are these images, shattered across our faces by the mili-second to all and we may never understand the paradoxes of life; but we get closer and further in each single instance.

 Its up to 'you' to break the mirror of arrogant perceptive superstitious narcissistic imagery, and turn it into reality switched on methodically and scientifically.