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as the computer continues to incompetently upload whatever it feels like uploading, people across the world continue to be left defenseless in the battle against the machine. storylines continue to be manufactured from scattered data and media outlets continue to feed the people gathered nonsense. all integrity has been lost from the art of journalism and the infiltration of people’s minds has worsened with the coming of the new year. information without any intention of being used for entertainment purposes is, in fact, being used for just that. trouble has risen on the mainframe.
for the record, I forgave this world a long time ago. no matter the reason or the individual circumstance, stop killing people with your assumptions. it may take practice, but it will be worth the time. learn and grow into something you are truly proud of and know money is never the solution. it is interesting to me to think of now in comparison to when I first started programming on my computer and how quick people were to grasp the change we were all seeking and the fortitude that it takes to climb out of a hole that only knows turmoil and to look at that in comparison with the times and how disgustingly indulged into the drama/gossip column we all were. you see there is a person who is self indulged to the point of being demonic and there is that demonic person who chooses to attain superiority over that soul in need.
one knows no better or is trying to escape while the other one has chosen to side with actually demoning. both need help. needless to say, this is were we will find peace. want to guess where this all starts? it starts when we stop being a follower that has yet to find a mind of their own. it makes me want to tear a limb from my body but for the sake of humanity, lead! have mercy on that corporate drone and have mercy on those without an inkling of gain in life. once again both need help, but how are we going to help? it’s whatever. just take from this that belittling someone for the sake of making yourself feel better for a couple of seconds isn’t worth the time or energy that you think is. I’m disappointed. stop and think. it’s that thing that starts with an r.
much love.
let’s see. where are we now? no one cares about what you upload them as. please stop using 2016 language as an excuse to insult people.
thank youit is scary for some to think that humans can make monumental changes for the better and it is even scarier when we can feel the opposition hinting that there will never be a time that we succeed as one. well to be quite honest, now would be a good time to ask “why”. not for the sake of knit picking at small matters of the past, but for something much more beneficial moving forward. I say this because I walk around and I see and hear a serious positive change. sure every once in awhile i’ll see or hear a person, or a group of people, stuck in a bashing mode as if there were some sort of achievement to be gained. perhaps a lack of gratitude, who knows. what I do know, is that these instances happen and they happen for the most unceremonious reasons whether it be gender, race, sexuality, or just simply appearance. but for the most part, I see and hear beings that are trying there best to be genuine about their actions. people that are carrying a sense of morality where it counts and people that are giving a conscious effort to surpass what was too often accepted as normal. and I will say I agree there are certain things that absolutely should not be tolerated regardless of the circumstances, but hey, i’ll save that for another post. back to this word normal. what a word. is it okay to say the ideals of normality are starting to evolve? because as I hold a melody down the avenue, it couldn’t be any more clear. but as I change the channel on my television, sweet nothings keep breathing down not only my back, but our people’s back as if there is hope to decipher anything human through these breaths of cynical hymns. I’m not sure how else to put this besides saying that it needs to stop. put vaguely, if it doesn’t how else can we continue..land..people..everchanging..comp..not..care..human..growth. with the wrong intention it can not happen, however, with the correct breaths there may be hope. a hope for humanity. that is if we as a people decide we can coexist on terms in which we all agree. but there has to be a starting point.
hello
there was a time where I couldn’t really distinguish much of what I desired past the point of initial feeling where it seemed like walls were always white. there was this thing I couldn’t figure out that resembled a sharpened pencil discontentedly fond of breaking like it was definitely human in fact it was and is sorta sheer to me. i’d see these same things in myself and for many reasons, it was quietly visible that the pencil and I were always nourishing ourselves by looking out for the saints appearing to tend to us. we were just tarnished little shits born with shields made of faint led. kindly treated to a tether ball court. so it’d be only natural that we’d firstly value looking out for those who help others—still alright with adapting to doing so for ourselves or sharpening our led. well this pencil was gift wrapped and loaded with mods straight out of the gift shop of your local museum. its point would shine right before the led gave mid sentence. shieldless and vulnerable, but still a pencil. that’s me. that’s you. testing our shield while our vitality was at stake. being so strong. man you are fucking strong and I love it. maybe that’s our bond. it was there no matter the weather, I saw you were murderously balanced. to your best ability, it was there like a dedication for apathy. we just gave it wings.
p.s. don’t act like you don’t like souvenirs because everybody does.
