Theater of Utter Charm - Part 28

part 28 at least we know what to avoid in a civilization hypnotism for one and angst which merely resembles authenticity by attempting to dissect the inconsequential which boils down to the matter of detecting the inconsequential in the first place what is your species popped up on my scope right away in a rich blend of predictability stamped out by the big variable die press in the sky the gift that keeps on hurting will yourself beyond judgment then in an almighty exertion of egress if there was nothing something would be inevitable there would be nothing to stop it life is strange it dances and kills there is the law of averages there is the law of necessity each is insane tho the latter is a better toss in the hay unfortunately we must be taught to defy zooming in further for societies it is not instinctual paint that on your canvas and call it a day just don't be an idiot by choice be a champion of free conception right it's hard not believing in stupid and suffering embarrassment for it until it becomes a haunting selfishly radiant and theatrical to discover or not to discover it's a circus of nostalgia out there kids a diet of nectarines won't save you as our vacation liner slips beneath the waves and the lilting ukelele strums a long farewell bags packed with knick knacks no one can know its contents until we find a loophole in the law and tempt the Great Arcane to haul us off to the gallows before our number is actually up he progressed clumsily wanting for advice but knowing that such would be forthcoming on the day that Hell took in laundry clever monkey went the voices inside his revolving eyeballs wondering what the opposite of deification could amount to a clodhopper riposte if ever there was but the clodhopper philosopher knew his soil in all the ambiguous contexts and quietly planned his retaliation but it was unplanable as he sank deeper into the dirt retaliation is power but is it true power and would to test its truth tear the fabric of the Universe like hyenas in the heat of hunger for some reason meaning became a game played with skewers the drums began their ritual booming quite serious at all times implying that the true play land of of ingenuity might not be somewhat more democratized to the point where we may finally begin to exist as actual selves you see what I mean (to be continued) From "Theater of Utter Charm" Available on Amazon