a bending act (escapism.)

Retaining who you truly are, even amidst society's superficiality.

BE YOURSELF, NOT YOUR SELF (and everything else usually follows.)

laterally decomposing deposition to an inclined precept. the perception that you are amongst many instilling self above so called self. that you are intrinsically linked to the fleeting gaze of a self sustaining waiver. one that you sign and hand out amongst yourself. a formidable act of diluted delusion. 

contemplate, react, don't fluctuate, its not an act, its a prose of your own life.

why write a tale of tragedy when you can write a good ending? when you can have it all. be all & accomplish all. albeit death is inevitable, greatness lies beyond. why question your own sentencing. live and let live. never say die. refuse to die. instead fly. if you digress, just start over. its never really the end.

undeniable. reclusive, waiting, hoping, wandering in your own being; its pointless. heresy, a neglect of reason. sacrilege in the highest degree. 

instead, 
embrace the escape. it is your own. 
a free floating facade of your own facilities. 

think without thinking. feel instead. this has always worked. this always works.

fill in the space with the texture of the air, the timbre of a song. 
the exfoliation of the aura you hold. 
the silence is always golden, the noise is only your own. 
there is harmony in everything. 
why choose your own decline if you can layer the sound of a bird with the rise of a wave,
the child's laughter with midday breeze, your escaping breath with a contented sigh.
bend the air around you, 
let that be your escape. 
a dark overcast signals a storm, do you notice the clouded day or do you listen to the sound going on above? 
thunder is nature's way of reminding you /of a higher power//your higher power/// (your ability to perceive it is tantamount to you accepting that you are one.)

words shouldn't be used for any benefit accept your own. your own is there's. never mind the paradox. in fact erase it entirely. learn to cancel out the ends. once you are your own the objective flows free regardless of the sound of your own resonance. actually it flows past you, resonating within and without you. 
it is all around you. didn't you know?

Author's Note

This was written by my husband. Posting because I'm proud and would love to hear some feedback.

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[B.J]

instead,
embrace the escape. it is your own.
a free floating facade of your own facilities

I like this part to me that is what writing is about....Then the last part sums everything up