i found a grave appearance of relation in temporary and memory. the word memory is subliminal in temporary. especially to observant people. and in actuality the most observant people are assumed to be and typically and voluntarily the most thought out people. think about the world in the extended horizon, limited edition, exclusive kinda shit, and realize the evolutionary in each and every plankton out there. thousands of jelly fish die every year, washing up on shore. thousands of brain cells die every month from incompetent trying.
there is always a use for every momentary standstill and stalemate. is it really useless to find hopelessness in every used hope and discontent heart out there. have you ever noticed..balance?
balance is key. balance is ignored. balance is..property of world lifestyle and perception.
limited by perception.
we need to see that. there is balance to everything and we are not the scale but the blind observant at the stands.
if you don't get what i'm saying.
"the temporary moment you chose common wealth,
the stupid reason why you inconsiderably bought the shit you don't even lace,
you ask yourself,
what god given cell gave me the impulse to swipe,
my over priced,
micro sized,
arrogant stylized,
misuse of life.
mistaken fight of my mind,
of my insightful type of filth,
telling each and every child baring another child,
why are you trying so hard to believe in the cashmere,
fly shear/ short of amazing.
find balance,
let your dreams on paid vacation,
and find the x in the y balance.
donate.
evaluate.
mistake,
no.
formulate.
the mistake.
and don't choose to exasterbate.
but to add the proper state,
to the improper fate, we assume to live by.
good in evil.
well,
that's silly isn't it?
expand your perspective.
you deal with it,
you seal the feeling with the sticker of convinced, okays.
things will get better i promise, son.
find it yet,
good in evil.
don't we choose to believe the faith of one man,
disapproval of the quixotic,
nostalgic temptations,
deepen our sense of.
what
not
to
do.
what
not
to
breathe
and
what
not
to
read.
that's the good we read.
that's the overpriced shit we believed was fitted.
that's the man who showed us 8 years in office was more than nuff said.
that's the reason why we are meant to smile after weddings.
that's the reason why we only cheat ourselves.
that's the reason why we find hope in nothing.
when there's something out of nothing.
that's the good.
in.
fucking.
evil."
Monday, March 9, 2009
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