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Navel Contemplation
I could write to you about what it feels like to be unhinged, untethered, to float on a breeze of malintent But what would it matter to you? Thinking random thoughts anchorless, adrift in a typhoon of emotional baggage for which you have lost the claim tag. In this flash bulb, pop snap, presto-chango world where the only sane thing to do, or be, is to be insane, I could talk to you of that…… Of the parenting child, wiping up the vomit of a blighted gene pool. Of the wound-up, pent-up, morally straightjacketed, youth who has no example of the rightness of creation or the necessity of destruction. All this masticating, ruminating, procrastinating does not stop the clock, the pendulum continues its swing…. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sometimes within an all too ego driven self, I assume you don’t know this! The masses of opiated, upward looking stiffs, passing through, and over their pap driven lives don’t know this? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Ah, but after realizing I realize nothing I conclude… you have been there haven’t you? Perhaps, your realizations did not arrive from the same lessons as mine. But after searching through an exorcism of soul I would think You know, in your heart of hearts you know. In one form, or another, at one time, or another, you have all been there blessed with insanity, in a world which leaves few other outlets between life and death. For the sensitive’s in life are surrounded with knifes, and guns, and drugs..lures to cut the tethers, burst our bubbles and rock our boats.
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