in my mind

A character in this reality, each of us is a character in each episode. Everyone else is watching in another reality. Who is to say what is known? What if all that is known is just perceived? Everything we know is almost everything that we have been told. If our ancestors figured their own truths, why are we not looking for our own?

-in my mind

Thursday, June 4, 2015

We are fools of our own accord:



We cannot help but look onto other for justification, compassion, love, and many emotions that resonate within us. We are the doers of what is wrong with the world. We choose but not wisely and surely not fairly and thus we are the end to our own humanity. We are followers of trend and at present being a person that "stand out" is currently the channel we follow; Stand Out The Trend. We are not followers, we are those who follow. We are the mistakes of our past and the contributors to our future mistakes. We are lost in the meaning of looking for meaning that guides us to the champion of the world not the champion of ourselves. We are the reflection that we dislike and the distributors to others what we are blinded by. Everything, from the length of our skin to the thickness of our bone is to promote self. To sell ourselves to the slavery of status, to impale on to others untruth and fictional emotions to satisfy our own ideas, our own misguided beliefs. We latch to things that go our way and sprint away from ideas we cannot grasp. We become identical injustice that chant on to other to free us from the same injustice we share with others. We are so un-free from ourselves that we play king and gods in the misery of others. We sit in claim that it does no good nor bad. We are artificial, a product of which we hate, the failures that fear to see it's reflection. We are the destruction of simple pure. We are Man.

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Some stories are fabricated, some stories are imaginative, some stories are not your own, and some are factual, but all are stories that is an individuals and he must share so that he feels the world part of him, not just him part of the world