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Entitled for more entitled for less, we charge forth in times of duress. We bypass suspicion to mask the flavor of discontent by favoring a more off hands approach to things. It is in this way we regress to stay the same and alter not our life chances. We look to progress yet we fascinate ourselves in snappy justifications. We yield to the exterior while keeping tight the lid on ourselves.
Nobody can see the real me as sometimes he has nowhere to be, not even on the inside can you see. Are you like me? I sometimes search to feel. Are you like me? I sometimes search to sleep. Are you like me? I sometimes fail in my endeavors. Are you like me? I like to wear leather. Are you like me? 98.2

knob

The Sea Anemone is one deadly herb in the ocean. Creatures that come into contact with one usually begin to feel extreme displeasure. There is one fish however that is a friend to the herb and he is known as the Clown Fish. This fish can swim freely among the various tentacles with no problems because the Clown Fish keeps those tentacles clean. If I was a Clown Fish I would find a way to sell the Anemonie after I bread her and sold her babies. I will never be a tentacle polisher. But hey, if I was a fish, how would I know any different?

We gradually flow from one idea to the next wondering when the next bolt will come. There is no doubt it will come, but usually it comes at inopportune times that require some effort to organize. Usually, the time required is a matter of seconds when the initial shock arrives depending on the severity or importance of the message. The times when it comes running like an open faucet is altogether confusing and sometimes difficult to decifer but still the messages are clear enough for me to remember the original meaning. Without meaning the shock loses its relationship to that which is real making the rest of the process pure conjecture based in hope.
Sometimes there is no flow, just an empty space in decline of new thought patterns. This is when the darkness comes. The dark bolts are fun to ride for two reasons: They give me the chance to see the truth in people while being able to measure how far away they are from their personal truth. Nowadays, we have greater and greater distances between what is true and good for us and that which is a lie and false for us. The dark places are easy to get caught up in and sometimes leaving is very hard to do. We become comfortable with being uncomfortable and justifications inevitable ensue.
The flow of ideas come at different times but they all have meaning and they all are directly involved with something, some void, some passionless pit inside that needs correcting. Once corrected, the flood-gates open wide and then the positive flow commences. From a positive place, the vortex becomes colorful and full of delights.

propaganda

IN THE KINGDOM OF THE BLIND, THE ONE EYED DWARF IS KING! What is our kingdom and who is King? Look at that statement there and notice how it can be applied. Bare with me here. If we are all about buying things and talking on cell phones; creating bill after bill after bill after bill; and we feel badly when we cannot go buy something that resembles something we saw on television, then we are all blind in the kingdom ran by those who control media. That would make media the one eyed dwarf and us, the people, the blind and stupid. All of us are under control and the funniest thing is we don't even know it. That is just the kind of evil that is required to influence the masses in the 21st Century. Before it was religion that led the blind and kept them there in that limited space of control. These days we have bitten the Apple and now we have become sprung like a teenagers first pole washing.

confined

i slip into the mold and must be sold. my property becomes mine no more and from now on i have a life not belonging to me. now there is an order to things. now i have complete control and i am moving in the right direction. i know this because they tell me so. I learn from them because they are wise in the ways of the cruel world. in reality, they have been met with discomfort due to their own choices. From a place like that, control would be sanctioned in anyone's heart by all people on the outside. Now all i have to do is find a way to be happy without being a liar to myself like everyone else. i see no problem with that!

man

Enter the man and see him twist things up. See him act in a manner better suited for sport than for life. Enter man with all his indescretions and indignations. Watch him pass through you leaving all that you once loved behind. Your dreams will be sucked from you slowly and you will enjoy ever moment of the process. Watch as he dismantles the structure that once contained you but now has produced a recluse, a remnant of prior self, a ghost of you. Let him be the influence to take you away from your tormented self. Man will destroy your dreams of happiness and desire fulfillment and swing you to self doubt and uncertainty. Man is the ultimate destructive power in the universe and man will win; he always does.

lovely

The service sector is growing again. The service industry is what America is all about. If we did not have people who served, Heaven forbid we would have to do things ourselves for less money and that would kill the current service industry which would kill the one thing that drives our economy. It is a good thing prices are going up across the board or else we would actually require more services. My goodness we have a terrific economy.