Dynamic Quandary

Living within' a concentric circle experiencing the dynamic's of life caught between interval's of time a space of unchanging events discrepancies of a decrepit world enacted accordingly to preconcieved idea's Prudence should be our avoidance slavery to undesireable notion's at best away from our heart's center a hinderance focused clarity if you mayest Stuck in the middle of both , hate and love experiencing neither , vision's of the tangible upon tangent's of varying degrees which become unseen to those lost within' the hot and cold folly's of everyday existence A higher hope from the downward slopes the higher self sought to avoid being lost acknowledgement of awareness to truth can appear ghostly , a lonely mindset Sort of like doing a Houdini disappearing right in front of their eye's without even trying....... they don't see or hear anyway might as well be invisible Quite the quandary , the world with it's tendril's would have me wrapped up and become this world , ugly violence I , on the other hand would rather remain true to myself and change the world.... Dynamic change an impossibility without the annihilation of one or the other to subtract myself from the equation I lose..... to add truth to a system of lies I lose , again....... the system kill's the truth so what to do....... A quandary........ alway's speaking to a puzzeled stare lack of comprehension alway's in the air......