Something

When you are so dedicated to what you have going on, you think you remain impenetrable while you have tunnel vision on your goal. But there is something steaming inside of you.

Lust.

The monster the Leo the Lion the mars the action the forbidden fruit the conqueror the devoured the desire the pleasure the sex the motion the ocean the potion the poison the position the mission! Backwards forwards up and down, it means something. 

Something deeper is the love from the terror that we’ve been shown and know. Run toward and forward, even in the escape you’re being used and scaled for the morgue. Dead pussy. All over, saliva smeared. It’s gone. Entranced and upholding the standard. Must be.

There’s also, something that we like to dismiss when we meet someone that we just can’t help but miss, do we mistake this for love or is the connection something that we want to hold onto so bad that we create barriers around it when it is just supposed to fly free and even in the free feeling of it flying you always hope that it will come back and it never does. You tell yourself in the foreshadowing that it doesn’t matter and nothing really matters but once you connect with the soul it is just too much to bear their absence.

Weather, dramatic, or fair or even circumstantial who we are how we are and how we choose to live stays with us through our days. All of the things that we see and the people that we come across will have an effect on us good bad, indifferent or just plain crazy. Who are we to stop what happens or what doesn’t happens. We can think back to all the books, we have read the teachers we have learned from and the mistakes that our parents have made or the absence of what we think we have always wanted, there will always be an emptiness of less fulfillment and pleasureof getting what we want inside in our core so we can finally explode. The rage that lives inside all of us seems to never die due to the cosmic law of energy and its constant movement. We mirror  of getting what we want inside in our core so we can finally explode. The rage that lives inside all of us seems to never die due to the cosmic law of energy and it’s constant movement. We mirror this in our minds as we want constant connections, but we don’t know how to keep them and we come up with ways and manufacture lies That creates habits of personality that destroys ourselves in order to keep these connections valid in our minds. When will we truly learn to let go and give up attachment and who is playing? What who is playing? Who who is down? Who is up? Who has learned who has healed what may come we don’t know, but it will be something.