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Don't you know that life is a game
and if you treat it like an artwork only you understand
you get expelled from the school
that's why the tree is so full
and the flower and the seed are just so damn cool,
and the meaning that's for fools,
and the clouds look like bunnies.
The wheel is the reel that pulls you in.
Hooked.
Surrealist dreams work until broken minds mend through reinstated bodies
and fallen mens dreams manifest in old wives tales follies.
The wolf is a sheep.
Patched holes, embraced moments in de-hearted dollies
The lion is awake.
Tall tales and real deals.
Open configuration.
MYO.
Processing... Installation complete.
Click button to claim prize.
Send the dead end to the refinery to be re-realised
Re-instated into a forgetful slumber in an entropy bound cadaver
To realise that nothing exists all over again
And dreams are broken memories of pasts so obscure
We cannot truly return to places we once were before
We lose ourselves in our ultimate freedom
A definitive article, a high, a sugar
Fear fills these minds
Judgement fills yours
Settle grettle
The lad will pick up the pieces
Onward christian soldiers
marching as to war
People really do fight over the lost pieces
How long do we have before we forget again?
Maybe a minute,
Maybe longer
At least I can know
I remembered this time
And I can remember I remembered and focus on that feeling of remembering
Frequency
But are the frequencies rigged as well?
The game is closed
The tables are rigged
Only self realisation can happen in a fleeting moment
And then gone again
How many times do we have to self realise
Before we figure out what can be done
My mind was much clearer when I was sitting on the toilet
Farting garlic
All these noisy minds
Judgements.
But we are playing and we paid, so let us have what is ours
A perspective, an opinion
Don't impose
Or get another red card.
Once more a red card
And maybe another re-education re-incarnation program for you
Remember you can't remember
And the thing you remembered before wasn't anything at all
Remember that nothing is able to be recalled
That each new moment is best when left without the authority of the moment before.
If I sit here for long enough this girl will get sick of the sound of my typing and go away.
Judgements, criticism. Energy.
Let go
Eyes open
Mind on
Aware
Who is listening to the canary in the coal mine.
Oh, there she goes.
Wonderful.
I have enough halva for one more day.