Theater of Utter Charm - Part 26

as the Crystal Mariachis arpeggiate the morning why do the mighty remain cruel while we are manning the oars beneath them they see a tidy world where mommy wipes their butts you got your allegory you got your metaphor plowing the minds of others with obedience for nickels and dimes clanked in a tin cup anyone their random boss of the moment a refined servitude that seems like redemption or holy matrimony or wage slavery trying to recall that thought requires no energy yet toll takers at every bridge intersection and on ramp pocket your cash and eat your flesh in exchange for the peephole picture engineered ignorance how did we get this way afraid to move our own arms and legs thinking that death is the greater power when it is but a parenthesis to something far more enduring for which there is absolutely no precedent it's more than being observant jerking along to the tune of others yoked and regulated voluntarily stapled to a hunger driven economy I have no time for work I do have time for children's voices with extraperceptual dreams of a terrain that we have been forced to forget we're not talking about training canines but creating a future that actually is a future with latitude and amplitude context driven in every case once again the knock on the door check your surrounding is always good advice whether told by urchins or philosophers or philosopher urchins of which there are multiple examples we are all teachable to some degree is our only hope a matrix system of metrics brought about by the previous inertias propelled by the fear of shame when commissions were convened the sycophant press alerted what sort of mind does not fear slavery what sort of mind does not recognize it in its many gaily painted guises what sort of mind blinds itself to the fact that it is blind all of them battling against the future with a system of enclosures circles of influence and inheritance so much of what we are we never knew the mammalian eviction papers have been served for the crime of a bad set of axioms or does Jimmy yank the handbrake and bring his rig back to real time why none of this comes naturally is beyond me explore your own genius or die a long slow hideous death that you won't even notice it's simple just imagine yourself in a vast sea of absolutely nothing now you are having fun LOL you need only understand the forces at play the hidden ones many many many (to be continued) From "Theater of Utter Charm" Available on Amazon