Saturday, October 13, 2012

To be living in a dead manner

sometimes.   Sometimes or never.  maybe just to think about it...... incomplete.   thats what living is for a made up statistic of 99 POINT 999 percent of people walking around this earth as we think speak and talk about what we will do, could do, want to do.  I want to go and fight my way to the top of the alpha male chain.  am i really going to do that.  probably not.  

There was once a family of lions who lived in the worlds greatest pride.  the arrogant aroma filled every passage of your mind every time the gazelle would walk past.   They were told to be the greatest animal.  The king!  But really they are a large cat that sits in the sun all day with a loud roar and travel in groups so that they do not get picked off as well as the rest of the food chain.  They try to hard to stay on top and follow their own title.  The lioness might dream of the male doing the gathering and hunting but will that really happen.... No  This lion, the male,  is not living.  he is a pigment of solid color moving through time hoping to flaunt his main and catch the chemical attraction of the woman and that is about all the action he will ever see.   Don't be like this.  

PUddle pudDLE  PuDlE PuDdle.   drip onto the floor and the and slowly the adhesion of the drops stick together to make a shape.  and new form of ink blotting except with the puddles its not always ink.    you can use your own bodily fluids.  You can sit depressed creating in a room with time without meaning.  Cutting into your thumb or maybe your index finger with any sharp articles you can get ahold on.  Meteorites of red fluid drops and explodes and sticks.  What do you see in it?
If you said a rabbit  (\(\
                                (-.-)
                               0(")(")    Then your creativity is lacking.  You see the face of a child smiling and looking out the window at a hoard of people.   the people look at the wall and see only the impurity of the world.  you can almost taste as the hormones spit into their faces.  

are you going to go and be inspired by any of this crap that i just spread out for you.  probably not and thats why your not living  YOUR DEAD  you just cant admit it to yourself yet.

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