Chaos and consciousness go hand in hand, what’s the matter are you afraid of the truth? There is nothing open that is left to understand, do you knot think when there is something to sleuth?
There is no honor when you can fib away like a manwhore, hi nice to meet you now give them what i’ve got and now go away. Be nice just long enough just to get what they need and hopefully more, superficial is superficial does shaking their heads no while doing it my way.
Thermogliding the aethersphere with little interest in the world as it is a bore, everyone has a skewed and curved perspective like everything in the Multiverse. I could be wrong but i’m starting to feel like nothing more than a little friend whore. excuse without reason is like fall without season in the mirror is where you rehearse.
The misery you imagined experienced by others can not be compared to your pseudo reality. why the feelings we always suspect and rarely ever beyond their empty viciousness brotherhood. What’s not displayed by words thoughts and opinions show up with inaction and always subtlety, E equals m c squared becomes beautiful indeed getting close to being self-sub consciously understood.
The bell tolls for everyone whether they hear it or not so does it curve along with spacetime in the aether, that what is real is different than you think which will cause cognitive dissonance because you don’t believe. Unexplained connections that come with a warming glance and cooling will to comply somewhere neither, the chances of anything happening between one thing and another is less than one and more than you deceive.
i really don’t know how to identify friend or foe and it’s usually the wrong choice i choose them and they choose me, let me do your talking for you and singing your praise as you secretly despise my ability to attract and effortlessly raise. Bitter and hostile seem par for the course in society based rent size and deeds to those that aren’t what they claim to be. they forget sometimes it’s those around them who give what they need sometimes without ever receive thanks or praise.
There was a time my head was held high now condescension and insults pelt my skin speckled with fibs & sideways grins. being sent out to fight the battles for them but having nobody there to help dress down the wounds when the battle is over. There is no laughing and it’s good friend humor when our lives become controlled by innuendo and rumor of our dark sins, when the time creeps noticeably slowly the track is slowing down and it seems like a lane change may be the thing to order.
The truth seems to be too much to ask for at times with the cousins excuses and reasons showing up instead, probabilistic rhythms of this thing we call life can be seen in other dimensions of a mirror that doesn’t reflect. While shaking our hands you are slapping in the face with your false reasons and two-bit excuses in bed, being ignored by those you like is the most hurtful feeling of all and insincerity isn’t that hard to detect.
Whatever doesn’t drive us forever apart together will sometimes lead to passive aggressive malice, I would like you to meet two of my very good friends their names are usually Empty and Vapid. Without any questions the ass:u:me rule blends to the wrong way of drinking from our chalice. they are afraid of saying or doing something wrong they choose instead to ignore it transrapid.
When questions that are given again go unanswered they are rarely if ever again asked. multi-feelings can be felt at the same time in the organic space of our too and fro’s. i’m not your assumption any way for the emptiness is alone inside a sphere of vast. Can you imagine a life without love from family or friends but plenty from foes.
This is what is meant by ‘living in a vacuum and running out of air folklore, we are made up of star light with i being the center of the rounded squares. I am all but your reality whore the one you hate that you love to adore, where the application of general relativity leads to sticking up hairs.
Being useful consistently for the benefit and group of us brothers, always giving encouragement and taking whatever is on the rack. It’s like clapping with one hand while slapping with the others, because when I face the sun his smile is shining on my back.