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thought.. thought.. feeling.. statement.. thought..
the delusion of being a singled out vibrating energy form.
take away speech, sight, smell, touch, thought, breath, sound, and instinct.
did i forget soul?
u cant take that away. sorry.
why wont you stop talking, why wont you stop moving. because you wont be able to interact with the world. why must you interact. you want to belong? you want a goal?
why dont i ever get bored? why do i pretend to be someone i am not.
do you think change, abnormalcy, will scare people. bad people use fear to control people. control or awaken?
the only permanance is change. so why are you so afraid?
stop telling me that i am acting different. stop asking what is wrong.
stop looking for me and find your self.
oblivion is sanctified..
for you, for me
to transcend in a lazy daze
why walk when you can glide through the air
do you see the inbetween
extend your muscle response into the ether
only but on the brink of death are you able to survive
there is something beyond your reflection
create a void of dreams
i dont always think the right thing
but i always do the right thing
im drained and await the sun to clear my path
i go into some thing. where i break up into atoms.. my body becomes trillions of little things moving around.. after that.. i just see clumps of mass in stillness.. and then there is
primal movement.. followed by a
physical form breakdown.. i exist simply as a little dot.. smaller then the head of a pin needle..
what am i then u may ask.. not much.. all i can really do it float around.. everything seems pretty big. im not really anything.. really..
but one thing i do know i have in that form.. is options.. possibility.. freedom.. and the access to the infinite.. my little spec of a being is able to know anything.. be anywhere..
expand.. contract.. disappear.. and
in my heart.. i know that is all we are.. nothings with infinite somethings..
and after the masses of pure formless energy floating around in the everythingness.. what next.. blinding lights of power and love.. i dont know.. i say good and bad.. light
and dark.. creation and destruction ..
create a whole.. which is perfection.. because it allows for growth.. change.. evolution.. which allows the motion of motionless and the world to turn.. and the space to
ferment till the end of twitching nerves. this is
perfection of the yin yang smoke and aftermath tidings unfit for the lame.. go straight to the source..
to be free from all is to be all.. free free free we are free.. this is the epitomy of freedom at its fullest.. and gander at it..
what a glorious sight! look around you at your freedom and its comings.. what to do . what will you do?
you are doing it.