KurtAurelius
Bluelighter
Today I have taken the drugs they prescribed me for my condition, so I can have the body shut up and sit still like they want.
Instead I use their tool for my own end. I can manipulate my own psychology at will, through both thought and tools.
I grant myself freedom from having to listen to my body's needs so my mind can concentrate.
To spread words, not a message for tricks.
I can only share an experience, but there are no clubs in this world, only factions, mindless hives subscribing to replication.
There is no room for discussion or adaptation but clinging onto to falsifying an ideal and polishing it.
Senseless in an ever changing world but I ask the question, that there is no group or purpose to find so clearly for one individual.
Rather an individuality and a circle of people who you may continue seeing or may not.
A trade you continue or get bored with.
I am not cynical to deep bonds but rather to feigned ideals of rigid attachment.
You are instead the key link, the way your mind and body exhibit their behaviours.
One benefit of these so-called progressions is the array of tools for expression
You need not be a virtuoso, just pick a language and speak it.
No one will understand and this seems to be the point, their own conclusion a continuation of a further picture.
Talents are lost to those seeking false virtues or profit.
Worry not how good it is, the value comes from its unique perspective.
No matter those who will call it garbage, it comes from a new birth.
This is important for the question above.
To stand out from these badges and distinctions, to see further unless of course you still enjoy bingo.
I would still be in that kitchen, rolling joints and making cups of tea, a room of peers to discuss and live with, a guitar to sing with and a commune to be free in.
But I am at a screen, sunglasses on, posture slouched, jaw tense.
I pretend I can make any sense of it.
I pretend that I, have any connection to the fact my body is a vessel.
These words come from somewhere else.
Instead I use their tool for my own end. I can manipulate my own psychology at will, through both thought and tools.
I grant myself freedom from having to listen to my body's needs so my mind can concentrate.
To spread words, not a message for tricks.
I can only share an experience, but there are no clubs in this world, only factions, mindless hives subscribing to replication.
There is no room for discussion or adaptation but clinging onto to falsifying an ideal and polishing it.
Senseless in an ever changing world but I ask the question, that there is no group or purpose to find so clearly for one individual.
Rather an individuality and a circle of people who you may continue seeing or may not.
A trade you continue or get bored with.
I am not cynical to deep bonds but rather to feigned ideals of rigid attachment.
You are instead the key link, the way your mind and body exhibit their behaviours.
One benefit of these so-called progressions is the array of tools for expression
You need not be a virtuoso, just pick a language and speak it.
No one will understand and this seems to be the point, their own conclusion a continuation of a further picture.
Talents are lost to those seeking false virtues or profit.
Worry not how good it is, the value comes from its unique perspective.
No matter those who will call it garbage, it comes from a new birth.
This is important for the question above.
To stand out from these badges and distinctions, to see further unless of course you still enjoy bingo.
I would still be in that kitchen, rolling joints and making cups of tea, a room of peers to discuss and live with, a guitar to sing with and a commune to be free in.
But I am at a screen, sunglasses on, posture slouched, jaw tense.
I pretend I can make any sense of it.
I pretend that I, have any connection to the fact my body is a vessel.
These words come from somewhere else.
