The purpose of sentience.
I cannot relieve a man the
Ruse that has become his faith
If I don’t myself consider.
I occupy the same conditions
If others prosper it’s not because
They have escaped defeat.
Uncertainty is a sign of maturity,
Admitting that we don’t know
Is the first step in seeking truth.
It’s not emotions that are extreme
It’s the procedures employed to deflect them.
There’s no placebo person place or otherwise
That’s going to make me feel better
If my only purpose is to exert identity.
Denial doesn’t hinder evolution
We’re stumbling forward blind or otherwise.
There’s no fighting the rhythms,
There’s no forcing out the Tao.
Every breath is another shot in the face.
Tears make adequate shivs
Your Glasgow grin isn’t convincing anyone
It’s okay come as you are.
The only monster inside is fear,
The mask that we mistake for a better face
Is just another conduit for the stars.
I am having trouble with my vision again which is making it hard to keep up on my reading and honestly it is making it hard to write. I find the shadows and headaches very distracting.