collective me

We are all serving a sentence and doing time. We want to leave marks in the sand and make real changes in the way of operations. These things are slow as people are unwilling to abandon the reality they see. Their comfort ability/ours is due in large part to the selection and opportunities afforded us.
Tapping in to an idea is where we find the birthplace of action, not subtlety. One idea can spring from the simplest of thoughts. Running with that thought, that idea, is how really big bridges are built between people and generations. It is how we become something as opposed to succombing to something else; someone elses idea for us.
Still, no matter which of the many isles we take, you can be sure the movie will end at some point; to be continued when we get home and even while we sleep. No matter the idea or function, our temporary spot will have other occupants once our time is up. What will they perceive about us? What marks in the sand shall serve as our signature? Will it be a collective or will it be singular in nature; noteworthy and satisfactory in its understanding? LLc 98.2 *

economy first

I feel as though I am waking from a long and prosperous sleep. Like the world herself has morphed into a shell of what it once was. Its occupants just the same have morphed. We have become self-enclosed fixtures on the big mantle piece; reminders of our time and place in history when we became one entity of the fluid demolition of singularity only to be replaced by economic compromise in disguise. LLc 98.2

reality sets

Television is like a convenience store. It costs money, nothing is good for you, yet there is something chewy and wonderful in each of these places for everybody to enjoy.
It is through the specks of convenience we lose our will. Once belonging takes the reins; among the many selves personified, the personal glide ends for a capacity filled flight to a place where we are supposed to teach values to young people. Where did the dream go? Kids are not the biggest risk in our social world however. The risk is in all of us to either succumb to the look and bypass the glance next time we walk by the glass, or walk like we believe in our heart that what we are doing is valuable yet flexible upon convincing and/or verifiable data sets or sounds of clarity that come from beyond the spectrum of our reality sets. LLc 98.2

human specific

Links that are temporary ones are human specific. Nothing lasts forever; you can't always have what you want; hell, they make songs about how hard it is to achieve their personal success. We relate in continued discontent with moderate bits of happiness stuffed in and out; where it can fit around all our daily baggage; thus disallowing seemingly prosperous relationships based on trust and mutual admiration to be acceptably viewed in the media rather than achieved after years and years of miserable failure on our own parts.
If you do not think you live in comparison to the fantasy daily created, then you are in it deeper than you think. This is where a certain group of people render themselves visible. Do you know them? Do you know what they look like or what their words mean, really mean to you at that moment in time? I will say this, these people look very similar to you. They watch you to see if you believe you as you stand, sit, walk, or talk. They are very human, human specific. LLc 98.2

thunder and classification

It was your presence that sustained you. Your size, your mannerisms, your tastes; these things permeated the air you brought with you whenever you entered a room. Once you got a taste of your entrenched desires and found simulated and unfounded joy that benefited you and your membership in the community, you became another man. What you became was a reflection of what dwells inside the minds of each one of us. But without the proper guidance, people like yourself get overlooked and become monsters in yourselves; always hurting on the inside for what you have been programmed to believe you are missing. I say you miss the things you miss because of what may happen on the journey. Ask any successful person and they will tell you, "We started with an idea and put it all on red baby and watched as the wheel turned and 19 came up. From then on it has been one windfall after another." It is possible to re-establish yourself in this life, and to do so with great thunder and classification. LLc 98.2**

they be you

Your God is television and media is your prince. One day without media would be far too dangerous a task as we are required to latch on to the wonders of misinformation and fear as a foundation for our action. We are slowly losing the identity we earned in our youth to a barage of images and words meant to deceive us and take away from us our fabric, our essence, and our unified selves; acting on behalf of larger more idealistic images of future ramifications that can only benefit us as individuals; which could then lend itself (this perception of life) to the benefit of the community thus playing a role in our natural tendencies to do otherwise so that we may not tend to do those things, whatever those things be. LLc 98.2

love always clear

Love is more than a whisper, more than a touch. It surrounds us all and it leads sometimes from behind. It is made up of energy containing harmony and acquiescence. It fools us and blinds us; sometimes to the point of anger and frustration. But love is not universally known and it takes on so many forms. No matter of material can show or prove ones love for another. It takes more than a whisper and a touch. It takes the belief that beyond our relm exists the answers we seek. But we require more than mere answers. We require things we should not require. The other relm has no requirements other than the love and belief system you came in with. It is the only true thing the people of earth can never take away from one another. LLc 98.2