Thursday, October 30, 2008

unmagnificent not

The shadows on the wall are no longer you. Now they have become what they were intended to be, a distant memory. Shadows rely on the light that shines from behind but does not penetrate the one that lies on the inside. Motion is determined not by the one who made the light, but instead requires the form to create the design of you the exterior. To find the requiring light on the inside, one needs to crack the door just enough to sample the irrepressable goodness and warmth of the designer. To be open is to be clear, concise, and reasonable only to a point. There comes a time when reason must be cast out in order to formulate new reasons for living. The spector of the lost looms heavy on the ones who find the same in everything they do. Were it not for lack of reason, the world would truely be unmagnificent and joyless. LLC 98.2

light brite

To hold back you, to take from yourself the dream, is to take from the whole of humanity itself. Contrary to the norms, any and all action that persists and fly in the face of you yourself, must be difficult. It is part of the unexplainable order of things for you, and the development of you, to be awkward. The unexplored territory is worth a new pair of shoes in the world of you. This is not selfish; as it is a sign that you have a meaning and a design. The many can say what they will; often the many have declined the inclination to explore that vastness of self. These are the toxic ones who would rather see failure than even one attempt made by another. They do this for selfish reasons in light of their darkness as darkness feed on darkness and light on light.

unsane!

Often we use excuses to mask our deepest fears of feeling inadequate. In so doing, we let our inadequacies shine for all to see. Our mental masterbation does not hide the feelings we have inside; the feelings of explosion we get only make us go there more often as the grey creeps up slowly from behind. The results are a longer life filled with regret and unsatisfaction no matter how many lights we see and types of music we hear. Those things entertain us as we delay the nightly rubbing rituals. Feelings of inadequacy are prevalent because we have come to rely on falsities in media. Nothing is real anymore yet we compare ourselves to this un-realness that can only be significant in a life far removed from sanity.