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This physical world is too much sometimes. What I wouldn't give to just exist as energy feelings real interaction.
The real world hinders these things so much.
comercials begin to equate with evil if evil was real
this twisted metal hot box i live in seems unfit for human habitation and yet here we are
when did we begin to value these plastic toys over ourselves
and does anyone really get to be their true self at all times and not just fleeting moments of higher awareness
why oh why do I feel this incredible bordom when I could be meditating learning the secrets of the world what I am supposed to be doing,
and yet I don't
why theis need for ultra excitement when I could just look around and see the beauty and joy in everyday things
has this town so filled with the supperficial twisted my eyes this much?or is the fault my own?
wishing hopeing praying that things will change trying my best to do my part and yet it feels hopeless.
dictated by the laws of reality that we ourselves have forced upon us
were we scared of the unknown? did we tire of thinking?was technology a good idea?
people lived in tribes, practiced magic, knew who they were for years, what changed?
greed? power? where did these things come from?
from jelousy fear? but why did these occur when people knew who they were?
I guess several mythologies and religions could answer these questions for me but I want real answers
what was it really that changed humans into what we are today
i fear the answer is that we made the choice to change into this but I cannot fathom why anyone would make that choice.
is this the famed evil i hear about? i still think the concept of evil is just an excuse.