toss out the broken shards of glass from
the living room and into the alley where
people fill their lives with the remains
of others. stare at the mirror long enough
and you'll believe it reveals every ugly
truth you've tried to hide. Good liars
work hard at fooling the mirror. Sit in
your silence and question the fairness
of the world that neglects your obvious
genius, the world doesn't know what
it's missing out on. Flush the remains
down the toilet, no one cares, no one
thinks about where the pipes lead to.
They lead everywhere and anywhere.
That piece of yourself excreted into a
void that you don't mind. It's not so
easy getting older and letting that
optimism get beaten in the back of
the head with a shovel and then
tossed into the ditch, warm blood
soaking the soil as the same shovel
is used to bury the crime. there is
no guilt in those actions, just the
understanding that what had to be
done was done and there is nothing
that you or anyone else can do about
it now. Stop crying about your child
hood. It's not as wonderful as you
remember. Glossed over memories
make the walls shine brighter. If you
remove the filter you will understand
the way things have always been. It
is highly probable that things will
always continue in some form or
fashion as they are now, the times
will change but behaviors don't. We
are primates too primitive to ever
learn the lessons of our lives. We are
the bad karma of the universe perpe
tuating itself endlessly. Give up the
dream if you wish to set yourself free.
Step out from behind your desk, step
out from the building you are in and
let that air fill your lungs, exhale and
break into a sprint, rip off your clothes
and let the sun fall upon you as it did
for our ancestors.
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