Remnants

The art of real living falls upon the inert egos of us all and their antiquated mused ill givings. When we can encounter those mannered inequalities that keep us intolerant and locally dead, forlorn to a fault and viscous in our vows, dig deep into an hitherto undone voyage for that quantum ecstasy ecoquotient; compatible, but ever illicit in their aged desires to domindegradate all living things. Unless we can alter our ignocomplacency with a supreme and stalwart Awareness; to begin to discover the stuppored laziness of thee/our inner self, the spiritual safety net binding us all, it will surley lead us down a path of never neverness of scope and eventual extinction. Only when we begin to thought palpitate unconditional loving amidst a nirvananess aplenty, being our Souls first, can we collectively begin to visualize, aspire take a one now first step toward a truly evolved consciousness, viable and worthy of our species with constant universal continuance proving our measure and compassion to exist.