The hardships of this world
This dimension with men made of straw and red fish
never to swim anywhere
When a person speaks from their soul
lives from their heart
they are surely practitioners of deceit
Where competition
is thee way
Where cooperation
is thee theory
One
normally finds out / expresses their
TRUTH
in fits of:
rage
intoxication
or in some other claimed state of altered being
One
claims not to be their normality / inner expression of their
. . .
Ist’s can hide their ism’s in the many layers of a joke
bastardizing the divine gift of laughter
Knowledge and Wisdom are disregarded
Neither are profitable
A once sound and true
but young
science of the mind
was called a lie
was replaced with a pill
which became very profitable
Irony became strong in this realm
In some
more than most
the very aliment that the pill is meant to
fight against
often makes worse
In some
more than most
the very pill will began a flanking assault
on the very taker of the pill
wreaking havoc upon them far worse than the ailment itself
including
but not limited to
. . .
In this dimension
this world of improper role models pulling wagons filled with loud bands
passing out poison water from ancient wells
People have come to the realization that we are animal
yet
can not fathom their very own humanity
A cosmic 12 year old we are
aged enough to have a concept of
just right
just wrong
aged enough to have a concept of
oneness
self
other
collective
individual
aged enough to be ready to embark
onto the next stage of remarkable growth
yet
young enough to hold onto
greed
separation
power
material
In this dimension
this world of misleading ambiguity and prejudicial euphemisms
the occupying beings use their opulent creativity
their fantastic fortitude
to construct
hate and fear
forcing hurt upon eachother
then forgetting said hurt ever happen
forgetting what has separated them from the other animals
fully displaying the juxtaposition of their
mental
emotional
spiritual
collective
selves
when the natural response of pity has been summoned
the beings of this world have trained themselves to view pity as a negative
the beings of this realm have taught themselves that
they are nothing more than animal
only the strongest animal survives
the weakest animal must be shown no pity
the weakest animal must be given no help
for the sake of all of the animal that is human
The beings of this realm teach themselves
pity
is
pitiful
In this dimension
this world where reason says that circles can have a point and slopes can be generalized and questions are often not hasty and contradictions are often very loaded
One
has the freedom to choose
but often
The Majority
attempts to control said choice
What was once so simple
as asking for
IT
so simple
as speaking
IT
and
IT
would
BE
Collectively we are still a bit
irrational
a mark of youth
maybe a foreshadow of foolishness
we know better
but
we do not chose better
we do not do better
In order to be considered
normal
functional
members of the collective species
we have to operate in a manner
handed down to us by collective constructs
long dead
long forgotten
that today
are unnatural with the ways of living in the current age
that today
are dysfunctional with the ways of living in the current age
that today
are without reason with the ways of living in the current age
In this dimension
this world where the beings have made themselves to be strangers to their:
soul
flesh
planet
self
one another
They sit in a place of cosmically perpetual pubescence
hungrily desiring
LOVE
but
collectively having no concept
collectively have no experience
some even question
“is this
intangible
noncorporeal
entity
feeling
emotion
construct
concept even real?”
What a cleaver and lonely child we are.
© Christopher F. Brown 2013
