shatterred dreams: the beginning of the end innocent beauty lost the entire aesthetic nature overlooked
when it comes to bullshit, truly major league bullshit, you have to stand back in awe at the all time heavy weight champion of false promises and exaggerated claims: religion. organized religion. it's no contest. religion easily, easily has the best bullshit story of all time. think about it. religion has convinced people that there's an invisible man living in the sky, who watches everything you do every minute of every day and the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn't want you to do, and if you do any of these things he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever and suffer and burn and scream until the end of time, but he loves you, he loves you. he loves you and he needs money. he always needs money. he's all powerful, all present, all knowing, and all wise, just can't handle money. religion takes in billions and billions of dollars, they pay no taxes and somehow they always need money. you talk about a good bullshit story. if i may be permitted a small pun: holy shit, holy shit.
the image lies beneath the contemplation of aesthetic beauty found in the natural environment in the destructive process of mankind across the entire realm of plausible existence when incoherence becomes an essential component to uncertain aspects of everyday occurence only then do thoughts collide with desperation and lost desires beauty lost (once found?) power gained aesthetic desire altered
..o…o…_…[aligning my broken circuitry] |…/…o…..[attempting to accomplish something somewhat useful today] .._…..?..^…!.._..\….. [remember we don’t need weapons to please ourselves] …/…/o…,…_.. …/_…^…-..@…[caught in the sands of time, somewhere between myth and reality]…~…-….//…_….(… […drifting into a dream] [distracted idealisation, outrageous silence, thoughtless power, lost desire, fade away.] [far far away] .. [ it was all in my head they said ] [lost at sea…] ..//..o…._…[load up our guns…and bring your friends..its fun to lose ..and pretend…] staring at the sea will […]
in a dream i spoke with a man who informed me of desires once held close i soon discovered the journey for beauty was nothing more than a lie beauty had become lost long ago beauty and man could no longer coexist man’s cause, power and greed, led to the ultimate desacration, the absolute and final loss of the beauty i once sought through his continuance in power and greed, man subjected himself to the unduly need to redefine beauty […]
a fragile moment lost a new beginning once shattered an ending thousands of pieces rewritten thoughts undone disintegrated beyond realization recognition the next journey time becoming definition resolution gained in a haze drops of reality twisted feeling regenerated this my friend is how it all falls apart yet once again