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Rated: 13+ · Essay · Melodrama · #2233577
A drizzle of space between
Breaths, impulses
Thoughts

What does it mean
to be alive
to be really alive
to be living for the sake of life
and not
for the sake of
you know
all that
other
stuff


What does it mean
to get out of ones head
to experience the moment
for the mere sake of experience
moment to
moment
and not
for the sake of
you know


What does it mean
to be effortless
to float
to ride the wave as the wave comes
relaxed
poised and sober
when the people of the world
surrounding one
are ever thundering on
trying to reach
destinations
only to find
they were not destinations
at all


Rushing
Running
Pushing
Pulling
Striving


Somebody somewhere said something that stuck


he said
Whatsoever people are doing, do
the
opposite


Of course
I do not
reach these people who bring these messages to light
because I am so overly thrilled with the way modern man has constructed and moulded his society and continues to exhaust its peoples for the benefits of
well
not its peoples
not really


it's a ruse
believing I am free
when I am
anything
but


Whatsoever people are doing,
do
the opposite


bells rung in my being
thank you
for confirming
that which I at least already think that I know
that which I have already
experienced somehow
through
feeling
like
an
alien
amongst
aliener aliens


There are several things which I do not understand which again is a construct of modern man. I cannot understand. I cannot grasp. It makes
no sense
and I thought
I must be less smart
I must be


But


My friend,
but


Such is not necessarily the case
In fact it is no wonder
for
these
constructs
are so new
so incredibly new
so
vastly vastly new
and by no design
are they to fit
human nature
the raw nature of man
of woman
of all those who identify in whichever direction they may so please



Modern man
has been screwed out of proportions
he goes on
and he goes on
and he goes on
and on his bed before death
he weeps and whispers
please
please
do not what I did
do not waste your precious time
live
life
for you


and we
we do not
we do not
listen
no
we are
invincible
she might die but I,
I,
I!
Shall not


and we can go on denying but there is no lie in our eyes
we don't really
accept
believe
that we too,
shall lie
lifeless
someday


So what does it mean then
to live life
fully alive
to live
at risk
recalling
that at any moment now
that which can say "I", might die
from any cause
and for no reason


and to do not that which others seem
hellbent
on doing
achieving
accomplishing
attaining


yet confusing it is indeed
to have conflicting ideas so intensely meet
being raised with a silver spoon shoved in mouth
a promise of
being taken care of
being looked after
if you only
if you only
work forty or more hours a week for most of the weeks for (potentially) the rest of your life in a job you would be tremendously fortunate to actually really like but if you keep going for like ten years more or so you might reach a position where you feel more comfortable, and you can have hobbies if you find the time, perhaps at fifty when you feel more aligned with you and you have sorta found your place and you keep your own homey space and least there you may have some peace at least from the world outside and if you are lucky enough to be able to clear the clutter of mind things may not be all that bad,
but


But
I could be
and you could be
dead
tomorrow
today
and it is not morbid at all
it is a fact
a law and
a consequence
"here is life
and here is death"
the two are
inseparable


Speaking from myself to myself
such is catharsis of the mind
to perhaps
ignite
a little fire
to remember the rebellious nature
of the ugly, wild and free
when the modern world
and the society of west
feels
threatening, to say the least
to recall
that if I might die in the next moment
might as well
might as well
meet it head on
the world
keeping one hand on my belly
one on my heart
looking to those
aliens
with itchy feet as mine
who do not understand
who cannot grasp
the odd constructs of modern man

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