A little less of the world today
Flush out all of the need to know
I can’t even remember the face of that foe
Or why I feel guilty for deliberately taking the blow (Strike)
A little less fiending to stay informed
The more they know the more ignorant they act
Today I am going to forget there ever was a thing called a ‘fact’
And look for fewer things to react to or demand someone redact
When you preach you only reach those who are willing to listen
And often they only do that cause of how your words glisten
Pretty monologue but the meaning behind the words are lost in a smog-
of sorts inside their minds —a mix of irrational reason and curiosity
say the right words, they giggle or clap; say the wrong and they turn violently
so a little less indulgence in that today
its time to allow my innocence to play
It is always weird for me to address ‘you,’ ‘they’ or the ‘world’ because I never felt akin to any of those things. I constantly have a strong sense of dissociation from everything around me. One foot in this world and another foot somewhere else, so to speak. So I am learning to accept that there is no ‘other’, just me (that is, what ‘I’ sense and how ‘I’ interpret it).
If you are reading this, and you are ‘real,’ then here is a quote that may help you: ‘If you can ponder in-depth on what you counter, you are its reflection.’ That is to say, you are what you are fixated on even if you hate it.
If you are not real, then that is just a reminder to myself to not overindulge in the ‘technical’ details of this dream—a type of paradoxical illusion…whatever that means.