At this point in time I’m not looking to saveor to fix.I’m just preparing for the final collapse. Yes there is good and for all that good it’s balanced by bad and that’s an even score. Althoughgood and baddoesn’t really existin factual grounds which complicates the entire conversation because your opinion and my opinion mayContinue reading “Good and bad doesn’t really exist.”
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Uneasy Silence.
Under the boards they could hear itnever stopping masked by their voice easing the nerves as they speakallowing the empty spaces to fillslowly their words stopped the knocking yelling as the knocking started again. Silence is what we askill that is what they areloudly tapping every time conversations stop noise cancels noise cancelling the despairContinue reading “Uneasy Silence.”
Knowledge is collected.
Knowledge is collectedshared and further investigatedas a common filler.The same as a dentist drills a toothand fills it with glass and quartzwe fill the holes in science with a complex mechanic the creator of it all. The same as a tooth science outgrows its filling.It falls out again the dentist fills the holeas our knowledgeContinue reading “Knowledge is collected.”
The forest feels.
The trees are blushedas the clouds stare down and the grass curves up in delight. A quiet peacefulnessthat ends abruptlyas life flourishes. Soften momentsin which memories are retained in the clouds. As the clouds see it all holding it in and releasing it back. The grass soaks it upgoing from an upward curveand down downContinue reading “The forest feels.”
Life is a breath.
I don’t believe in god a rational or irrational creator with the ability to make us in their image I don’t believe that at all.I believe life goes on and branches in all directions and it doesn’t have logical thought although it has an ability to adaptto branch offto evolve and theoretically it connects usContinue reading “Life is a breath.”
Hands sloppily stitched.
The stuff animals split apartand hands sloppily stitchedcutting pieces that couldn’t be fixedcreating something differentthat isn’t quite as cuteas the originalsdefinitely more nightmarish. One part is looking forwardthe other to the sideas if it’s untouched by the changeit’s still itselfyet something elseand it’s ok with thatbecause looking after someone elsegives its life a purposeand whomContinue reading “Hands sloppily stitched.”
The ground was swollen.
The ground was swollen the more feet that stomped awaythe larger it swelledattracting paws that clawed awayand the nibbles of teeth searching for a tasty treatuntil the pocket swelled and swelledand burst. A bloody secretion red and rustic the smellspraying outas if underneath the moundthere was a whale-like creaturecoming up for air letting out theContinue reading “The ground was swollen.”
The speakers microphone.
Tolerance goes in two directions and speaking awareness is fairalthough there is a sense of intellect we must keep in tact and shouting out your simply wrong is not an equal approach it only turns the speakers microphone into a platform of intolerance and the receiving ears close upand begin to stumble upon a senseContinue reading “The speakers microphone.”
Do you feel?
Do you feel pissed off?Do you feel unhappy?Do you feel agitated?For every action that provoked that emotion someone else is feeling the exact opposite. We’re all humans that is truealthough our minds are derivative towards different currentsand events are seen differently and the reason is objectivity itselfand after decades of being reminded that we lookContinue reading “Do you feel?”
Willing to perceive then I close off.
Willing to perceive then I close off,thinking why should I be willing?How can they be surethat they got it right?That their views are the best and the most ethical of alland I wonder do we carewhen it comes to ethical?Rather is it about gaining a higher insurancewith lower premiums?Give me more and I give aContinue reading “Willing to perceive then I close off.”
Temperamentally Tina 