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Tempting, isn't it?
I know there’s something going wrong, I can feel like things are out of place. Steady, I walk, I look down, I laugh at the things below me and then I keep on walking, leaving everything behind, the memories that became nothing but dust in a shed.
Disappointment, I’ve sure found it so many times it stopped amusing me, I had some for breakfast today, I do not have the urge to ask for the things I want, because I know that most I can’t find and still don’t understand.
More written philosophy to sit and discuss about, everything is made of the same things, I have no intention in exploring and discovering the things other have found once. Not gray but blue, everything will turn to dust and it will be blown, from dust we came in dust we’ll live forever.
Cyclic sounds revolve around the world, making people do the things they do, psychological experiment, you are one of those, you are being tested and you have been placed here just to serve as data, because that’s how the world works, data that flows freely around us.
If you are thinking you are sure winning, your lack of innovation does sure amuse me and turns what it used to be calm into a rage so pure. It tempts me to touch, to feel, to create, to embrace and slowly everything starts running red, It tempts me to grab, to disarm, to destroy, to smash and then to experiment the bliss of a new start.
Cycles, circles… Vicious and weak… Messages being dressed up, low profile and unnoticed codes that are compiled by the mind and then executed while you sleep. Change is always present, is always there, tempting the current state to vary and mutate, to strangle the things we are used to see and to deform the letter to create new words and meanings.
Tempting you, consider this a call, an invitation, a new invention… Intentions, manipulation, pathological taboos of society that spread freely within the minds of those who don’t pay enough attention to what’s happening to their selves, you are way too busy to understand what happens around you.
Your life it will be meaningless if you don’t stop to see what’s going on with the time. But that is your life. Tempting, isn’t it? Does it hurt too much too see?
The tank is empty let it dry, I’m suffering… I watch and stare how the world ceases turning.
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