No Name Yet (Nov. 22nd 2013 (my b-day))

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Change supercedes. grasping things we cant perceive. taking steps that dont seem to relieve. stepping back to review what we've seen.

Nothing seems to matter unless someone sees the ripple. Unless someone else feels the indignant, in a way that goes beyond substance. Nowadays you have to mesh spirit and graduate from materialism. To accept that there is so much more than the selfish semblance or solo uncomfortable boundaries that we have placed in the stead of a supreme being. Find yourself and you will find peace. Find yourself and you will find the beginning. The start. A lot of people don't want to start where I started but it was a must for me to break out and seek difference, find change and to circumstance cause. It gives you free will. It opens your ignorance. To ignore. That's what we do. We let lights and flashes dumb us up. Its gotten worse from generation to generation. It becomes normal after being force fed slowly, cautiously. Take away creativity and you get robots. automatons going through the motions they don't even know they are being programmed to go through. Trained to jump through hoops that we cannot even see because we are to interested in everything else but. Divert attention and it is that much harder to focus on. we were raised that way. How can we except ourselves when we can not except each other. What makes anything else more or comprehendable when we already understand nothing of importance. When we internalize ourselves then we except the knowledge of understanding and grasp the circumstance of everything not being of meaning only suggesting, chance and coincidence. Even if there is something more, than it is not waiting for us. It has far surpassed the idea of sharing equality with us. Has no other thought of us besides entertainment. Where are the chosen? Where are the selected? Lost in time. I'm sure we had a chance. More than likely we blew it. How could we not (blow it) when driven by emotions. And what is emotion but little jolts of electricity in defferent areas of our brains. Instinctual but trying to be deciphered and always over analyzed as something else, always trying to label everything or explain something that happens emotionally and it becomes more than it was ever meant to be. Why do we have to be more than what we are? Why cant we be simple. Am I any different Just being Joe? nothing special or eternal, not part of something bigger. Does that make me less of what I am now? Why cant we be less than whats expected. Less than perfect or significant. Why must our lives have nothing for an ending? Why cant we just be?

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