wisefool

Very nice.

Paralysis by Analysis
A cuboidal world
that moves forward
on an endless belt of some mysterious conveyance
away from us. . .
as we stand still
to contemplate and question
unable to move
until we comprehend every
minutia of our mental pollutia

The body has left the mind. . .
possibilities left behind, as his old saying goes. . .
feed your will to feel the moment.



Why must we contemplate what is being conveyed here?

A life full of second thoughts leaves you living in a self-constructed cage
dangling high above the tangible and tearable fibers of reality.

Why do we torture ourselves so? What drives us to give a shit if there is meaning or not?

Neurotic ontologies
swallowed my head whole
like a big fish
that just dangles there
as I flail it around
peering outwards
through its bloody gills
suffocating slowly
every utterance
flubbers and blubbers
every action
is merely a banging of my
pesce-cephalic dome
against my box of reality.



I need to get this shit out of my head. This place helps I guess. . . or maybe it just stirs up more shit hahah

Hope this new season is treating you well gonz!

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