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Apr 29, 2008 18:03

the moment your eyes open

you are thrown into worlds..
within each world.. an ocean of 'things'.. are eager to
reveal themselves to you...

sitting still and silent as objects...
housing worlds of potentials..

you are the actualizers..

humanity.. thrown in..
the great burden that is freedom..

the freedom to actualize the "could be"..

this freedom that humanity.. time and time
again forfeit..

restrain my praxis! make me a believer..
gouge my eyes! make me a believer..
macerate my body! make me a believer..
euthanize me! make me a believer..

(i thought i would enjoy the same sentence over and over.. but it got old after the second time.. ugh i hate repetition)

- continued later.. if the thought comes back to me.. but i think i went on several tangents sorry..
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