his eve is like the next and the last. there is no changing yesturday and no predicting of tomorrow. the sun has risen above the flat line of reality every morning yesturday. our prediction that it will rise tomorrow is not certain but they live in yesturday, not today. they have built many things but only to better what has already been...example the wheel...and soon no wheels, only because no wheels would be more efficient. I cannot predict tomorrow I can't even say tomorrow will even come...so if we don't live in yesturday, only to become greater tomorrow than we were yesturday, what will we live in? should we say, I will not conform their system sucks so I will live in tomorrow while they live in yesturday? What would that mean in the bringing of tomorrow...what will we build or what we kill; what would become of our minds...what if we didn't choose to live opposite of them for they live for being better than they were...then we would be living to not be them. we ! wouldn't really be free minded, instead we'd live in cause/effect. they cause and we are effected...they are infected with a disease and we must find the cure before we get it........what if we lived in today? what would become of our minds if we forgot of yesturday and would still not be able to predict tomorrow...what world would that be? Time has nothing to comapare itself to for yesturday may or may not have happened...so time would have no basis or relation to anything...time is essetially leading nowhere, for there is no knowledge that yesturday lead anywhere...if we lived for today, for that is all we have to go by, then wouldn't we control what tomorrow brings?
that's putting into words...my words? yes...but are they really? I didn't steal them from anyone, not a pre-written essay, no...all I did was throw some shit into sentence form and gave it a feel of proper english...not my words though...yes I used chosen words to describe a point accross. however, I left it so that the mind can ponder and twitch as to what the fuck I was talking about, and then from where I leave it up to them to get my point that was put up front and to the surface. giving a base of thought, for most would read and then when finished try to some it up into their thought, but would end up relating it to something...That is why I don't bullshit with the best of them...my thoughts are way more twisted, beyond comprehension of language...my thoughts are too advanced for even myself to comprehend, and I think it's simply because I am guilty of living in yesturday that I cannot put those thoughts into understanding. I predict that I will die, because every! one else did yesturday...but if i could make the cross over to living in today, with no knowledge of yesturday or tomorrow, I wouldn't have to even think of dying tomorrow or living
yesturday...what if i was the only one that lived in today? everyone around me would try and end yesturday with a better tomorrow, while i am living for today and I will grow with knowledge of today. with no sense of time i would have no way of comparing it to yesturday for yesturday never happened all that there is, is today...and tomorrow might or might not come but all day today has been all day today...so i can only prepare for today...would that be a free mind then? there is no control of it by anyone else because they are in a different cycle and have nothing to do with me...but if i had no memory to compare my knowledge to what would i think of? and if mental thought is uncertain then wouldn't physical thought be uncertain?
lying dead with open eyes that still see...body dead yet the mind is still breathing...looking up at the sky above all...feeling the touch of the ground that some call...home...the eyes, the only opening to the mind...all the other holes cut into the body...float not above and not below...fuck the circle of consistant flow...touch something physical that will keep body from floating...let go to no control of balance that will keep the mind from drowning...sleep world and real world are of the same world now......words of forever nevermore for
lost is found turned the square round...screams of pain and joy are tossed around are screams of nothing of no sound...nowhere in everywhere i must go...nothing of everything i must own...scattered are the bones of bodies with no souls...comsumed all over are the souls of bodies with no bones...through the eyes all is seen with no sight of what has been...feel the touch of the ground that fingers have not found...melt, into the sky...d! rown, into the ground...scattered are the bones of bodies with no souls...consumed all over are the souls of bodies with eyes closed.............. |
