none of it

I have become transfixed with what has transpired inside. The distance I have traveled is far removed from other roads traveled by other people, but the parallels however can be drawn for ever into the vastness of my arbitrary means that relies on the false powers and promises we show so freely. The wonders of honesty are gone now and we have become voyeuristic, disconnected, and forever isolated within the screen-self. We have become shackled up like prisoners of war and we have lost the ability to communicate on a face to face level. We have become traceable and we have graduated to the self inside where we become tuned in to what our subconscious is trying to tell us. I am transfixed with images just like you and none of it is real.

inability

There is no such thing as failure of purpose unless that purpose fails to recognize other people and the words they say. There is purpose in everything we do and what follows is usually predictable. If we manage to altar our purpose, we can surely expect variances in the different outcomes. From each new place we acquire a new lens from which to view the world so we may have a better understanding of how people live their lives. Insodoing we become familiar and willing to listen to other people when they speak of how they live and how they have become to be the way they are.
There can be nothing more valuable in this life than to have someone listen to every word that another says. The person speaking can understand on the inside that you are sincere with your ear and that what is being said is indeed worth every bit of the time it takes to make the thoughts open and complete. Only when necessary should any word be spoken when another is speaking from the heart and it is layered high enough for the clouds to feel it; only when called upon to speak should anyone break up the free flow of the usual and unusual, because they are synonymous with being human. Failure of purpose is the inability to listen, even when the situation may require otherwise. 98.2