RAISING MY HAND toward the MARGINALIZING of CONFORMITY ...hmmm. In this dispensation the 3rd world man is the Trees and the Cosmopolitan Suit waving his plastic finger, is destined to wander the forest alone. LIGHT plateau - dark CORRIDOR; white black white black: I watched what I saw! The last TIME we gave ourselves to the moment may have been our last reFLECTion before the veil of tears reMINDed us that IT had been a Karmic death.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

GIVE your more, to receive your LESS

Think about whence comes perspective. If it is the floor & dregs of consciousness, though the grounding affect is realistic--it would take one longer to find the equinox where shared experience emanates, that of light-heartedness which is middling, where most others (other people) can be found. Do we sacrifice this ambience? Life takes sensitivity to its game because everything we can say about it falls short, thus the impetus to embrace the floor of our sphere of influence (whatever we can do to penetrate the bubble of experience surrounding others)--It is all allegory, but we have one desire, to touch a nerve!! What about deciding on your angst as the thing that makes you emote: that is sometimes all that we are, a dot of angst. If we pry ourselves open & leave us vulnerable to this deficit in thought I'm talking about, we could fill up with loneliness. I want to be born each moment until I see people's heads rolling at my feet in hysteria, ecstatic hysteria!! Look at them full of themselves. There is nothing funnier than that. Pride made them look at you that way. Soon we will be completely objective about it.

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