dream pain, this textured world. sandpaper, lolipops, music, what are they scrubbing against? sometimes i condemn the world and all the stupid shit i have to do you know and why do i have to live this life and its getting in my way ya know? but somone very wise once said "if there was no pain, you wouldnt want to escape" oh but its easy to blame it one the goddamn toothbrush or parking meter token.
Pain- - Necessary for all of this life our transformation. It is wise to accept the trials we choose. I suppose we choose our family before birth and set up our lives so that truly we control desperation and joy, they must equal each other. The lower you dip the higher you will rise and swing. This is my lesson in balance and as a libra I can return to the middle (blah blah astrology define me) I believe this truly even if I cant always believe I believe this. Sometimes there are walls that seperate the unconcious wound and theese pains so ingrained become the ache that numbs and softens sensation until it is hard to notice the person acting out interactions is half dead expecting more famine and for this zombi the world concurs. Everything is such a web and the power alotted by each action attatched to every string holding together our joined realities is so immense it is easy to be covinced to lay down by all laying inside the web like a victim, to shiver and wait to be consummed by the great spider, or to further this metaphor be
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