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Perhaps it has been said or explained enough, however I wish to add my portion to this conversation; both from the perspective of the experience of man and the objective conclusions and current predicaments of man. Most of all, how we as speakers of the English tongue and as the sons of man may proceed further into existence. I therefore cannot say that many will agree nor do I believe that I have greater sense then others. My intentions are to give light to pattern and to purify in part, those Mercky objective truths which are polluted with lies.
Hold me to standards above my head, by the tinniest simplest spool of thread, but remember I am a man as thou art. Our experience of life may be subject to change and thought commanded by the material, but never should we forget the common theme of human existence: suffering.
When I was a boy I remember my father called me over to his room, he had commanded of me to go into the closet in which he attempted to spank me, however as I covered my bottom from his attempts, he pushed me to the bed and said "You do what I tell you to do". This abuse is not of abstract nor should this go unpunished or unheard. A fool hides from himself and believes he can run away into a different place, era or state of being then confront the thought which is inside his very mind. Why this story of my life? Because it is a true experience which many whether or not they endured it understand the central theme: it was wrong, the man who did was in the wrong and there is no subjective interpretation to the behavior. Man recognizes the objective, it is when his ego is in the way that subjectivity is in place; colors the experience with odd stories. Always however, do we find that in all of human history- riddled with abuses & wrong doings of our family, we cannot deny what has occurred and if we deny existence, we continue in contradicting persistence; why does inkwelldom exist? Because the people at large have deranged beliefs and mating patterns which has left many a man to become disgruntled with his station in existence.
In the old world, if you were born poor, you knew it and you died poor; man has known since his birth that he must eventually venture into the world alone, the connection between the breast and the mouth has never left us- still we cling to to the hope that one day God will smite us and he free's us from the terror of others and ourselves and the visions of the abuses we have endured. I am a foreigner in my own land, to my own people, and to the family I was born to; I hope that when in time I achieve trade schooling and get this job coming in a few months- damn be them and let them hope, but never shall they see the light!
The human experience of this era is suffering, that which there is no doubt for how comes it then, that man is more in league with the behaviors of devils that he seeks the powers of Satan more then the prayer and Crucifixion of Christ? In my opinion, God hears and talks and reveals, but priest & pastors are bastards who for me then many era's and centuries have controlled the hearts and minds of the poor! No poor man who lives in a box cares who is president, when he is at the mercy of the elements. Death so close- protection from the evils of man and creatures that walketh at night is preferred then a name on a ballot. For even predators know, that whoso ever provides validation, food, shelter and warm has become the master and lord protector of that person to who which that individual seeks them out. Parents have often wondered why in this time their place is replaced and my reply is Because you have outsources your responsibility to institutions & individuals more capable then you. Hence I write, that we suffer not just from one source, but the primary source of our woes. We love our fathers, yet they impose upon us; we love our mothers, but we find even they are at mercy. We learn very early, that those we love are disillusioned and are hopelessly unprepared for life,
My grandma raised me, she once told me "be a peace maker not a war maker", later I would learn first hand, that I was not equal either in color nor ability. I leaned bluntly, that you must lie to protect yourself from others, that people by and large, would rather lie and betray then ever look in the mirror and say with honesty "I hate myself, I am weak, I want your love, but I am afraid to hold you in fear of being hurt", so disconnected are we that love is a commodity, a stock market of bodies; friendships reduced to mere dots of connection so as to obtain favors or resources. We have turned "the sake in and of itself" into "Take have and to hold". The answer none the less has always been clear, the power of the people is strong, but blinded by duality & division; that governments in all four corners of the earth are illegitimate and have never been based on the consent of those under it. Truth Changeth Not.
Hold me to standards above my head, by the tinniest simplest spool of thread, but remember I am a man as thou art. Our experience of life may be subject to change and thought commanded by the material, but never should we forget the common theme of human existence: suffering.
When I was a boy I remember my father called me over to his room, he had commanded of me to go into the closet in which he attempted to spank me, however as I covered my bottom from his attempts, he pushed me to the bed and said "You do what I tell you to do". This abuse is not of abstract nor should this go unpunished or unheard. A fool hides from himself and believes he can run away into a different place, era or state of being then confront the thought which is inside his very mind. Why this story of my life? Because it is a true experience which many whether or not they endured it understand the central theme: it was wrong, the man who did was in the wrong and there is no subjective interpretation to the behavior. Man recognizes the objective, it is when his ego is in the way that subjectivity is in place; colors the experience with odd stories. Always however, do we find that in all of human history- riddled with abuses & wrong doings of our family, we cannot deny what has occurred and if we deny existence, we continue in contradicting persistence; why does inkwelldom exist? Because the people at large have deranged beliefs and mating patterns which has left many a man to become disgruntled with his station in existence.
In the old world, if you were born poor, you knew it and you died poor; man has known since his birth that he must eventually venture into the world alone, the connection between the breast and the mouth has never left us- still we cling to to the hope that one day God will smite us and he free's us from the terror of others and ourselves and the visions of the abuses we have endured. I am a foreigner in my own land, to my own people, and to the family I was born to; I hope that when in time I achieve trade schooling and get this job coming in a few months- damn be them and let them hope, but never shall they see the light!
The human experience of this era is suffering, that which there is no doubt for how comes it then, that man is more in league with the behaviors of devils that he seeks the powers of Satan more then the prayer and Crucifixion of Christ? In my opinion, God hears and talks and reveals, but priest & pastors are bastards who for me then many era's and centuries have controlled the hearts and minds of the poor! No poor man who lives in a box cares who is president, when he is at the mercy of the elements. Death so close- protection from the evils of man and creatures that walketh at night is preferred then a name on a ballot. For even predators know, that whoso ever provides validation, food, shelter and warm has become the master and lord protector of that person to who which that individual seeks them out. Parents have often wondered why in this time their place is replaced and my reply is Because you have outsources your responsibility to institutions & individuals more capable then you. Hence I write, that we suffer not just from one source, but the primary source of our woes. We love our fathers, yet they impose upon us; we love our mothers, but we find even they are at mercy. We learn very early, that those we love are disillusioned and are hopelessly unprepared for life,
My grandma raised me, she once told me "be a peace maker not a war maker", later I would learn first hand, that I was not equal either in color nor ability. I leaned bluntly, that you must lie to protect yourself from others, that people by and large, would rather lie and betray then ever look in the mirror and say with honesty "I hate myself, I am weak, I want your love, but I am afraid to hold you in fear of being hurt", so disconnected are we that love is a commodity, a stock market of bodies; friendships reduced to mere dots of connection so as to obtain favors or resources. We have turned "the sake in and of itself" into "Take have and to hold". The answer none the less has always been clear, the power of the people is strong, but blinded by duality & division; that governments in all four corners of the earth are illegitimate and have never been based on the consent of those under it. Truth Changeth Not.
