Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Someday~

EPL- INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL


Why then the rescramble?
With such perfection, a massive suit, built with blocks of protein structure, yet to leave it all to fate?

 I, a being, within the confines, of a suit, within the prison of a World, how big is it, in relation to...well, me?

 I, critiqued the bio suit, in silent protest "This is not at all, what I would have done", a defiance, to the self?

 As I critiqued the self, others too, joined in, they did not assume ownership, of the self, and so became components, of an assumed attempt of order.

 We, as collective, are in fear or frenzy over/of the freshness of a death, a kill. As individual, we see that we have been in silent fear of time, and that it indeed can be progressed and regressed by way of spin, in emotion, the fleeting beauty of motion, only to emerge again, someday, somewhere, sometime.~

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