With the influx of information and the emerging struggle of the powers at be in influencing an individual's understanding, the excuse of following out of ignorance has come to an end.
Equipped with the tools for satisfying the thirst inherit in each and every one of us, a being steps forward...
My mind is not a vessel for which to store pollutants of a dying conscience!
Questioning motives behind the things which are real, wondering of the consequence and the insignificance in standing still.
Escaping the crippling effects of inaction. The motionlessness mustn’t continue as pursuing change makes one ill, affected by the numbness in the ways in which they run us.
Distracted...
for a moment time...
the ordinary...comes to a halt...
allowing cooler moods to engage...
the enjoyments of life...
Having just awaken from dreaming what is to be dreamt, arcing sparks of a bursting synapse infuses the ordinary with unfamiliarity, causing the being to close ones eyes when seeing: adapting, devising, striving to be here in this moment.
Following a dream one is entering a world of perceptions not to be believed. Things just seem to fall apart, but then and again there wasn’t anything there from the start.
Wipe the mind, as to clean house, for the dusty cobwebs shall not remind us of times past
Traveled these miles all while perceived mild until rowled within the crowd one looks out What is this about