Forgetting

We are inclined to construct a worldview, though we forget how young we actually are.

Fallout

Some declare all matters human, while others declare all matters alien. In a world of the deceased, extinction looms over our heads. We conjure up a reality, but without emotion attached we are detached so to speak. It's a relief to note that all has come and all will go. Essentially humans live as if they live today, but holding onto the past and future still till yesterday. Let's be honest, we have to be honest. We live on a planet, we do not believe in species more advanced somewhere else. We ignore even our fellow inhabitants. We are warlike. We live like we lived in the Bible. We don't allow ourselves the freedom to explore freedom. We explore slavery. We explore something, and on purpose. Some do not assume though. Some do not declare. We are not alone, yet we behave like we do. Our lives have become a reality apart from that which other animals know. They know what we don't. We cannot live through a reality that they do. We'd rather die. Some choose to. Humans can only find that which they are looking for. This is not real. This is imaginary. Someone is more advanced than we are. This is an artificial dimension, where we can no longer communicate with the worlds beyond. We have personalities, we have motives, we have arenas, we have our own selves. Where we go, some already know. It is true, many has thought like you do. Oh well, time goes by, we live a life similar to that of an ape and a kangaroo and a jackal. Sadly we mumble, like I do. But we believe it to not be the case. Think it through, we only do not believe. That means no salvation and no revelation.

Domain

When one considers the sheer amount of trials and errors humans have found and dismissed, then one notices how we as a species come to conclusions of salvation and permanency. We live our lives these days to never be satiated. We always seek the best for ourselves. The most normal and just. We conclude that our ends and our means can always be found. The mystery has lapsed away. We do not conform to the unjust and the abnormal. We select above others. We determine reality, and we excuse the supernatural. It is important to also state that a being that lives according to its own standards does not find itself free in any sense possible. It cannot discriminate but it does. We have to be careful. This may mean something. Suit and tie, we do not want to die. Everything is described. We all turn our backs away from that which is not ours to ever find. Who wants to be homeless? Who wants to be free? Who wants things to be free? Come on! Realize the truth! It's important that we stop justifying our ways as needed and required. Read it and weep. Weep and read it. Darn! This mode of transport has somehow placed upon me the need to realize that I may be wrong, and if I am wrong then everyone else is right! Why? Because I am not normal and not just. Simple truth possibly.

They create artificial spaces to enter the realism waiting outside. Computers are a good example.

Simply

You just have to be sure that stereotypes do not conclude you as you are. Dangerous, means? Duh! Watch out! So. I cannot be sure that it is easy to think like that. But philosophy wasn't invented so that people can quote it. All have to be analysed and only then new paths of glory and infamy will be found. Simple man. Redirect yourself away from that which you already know and know then what you still can know. It matters doesn't it? I think so. But, then again, all I see is coincidentiality. Duh! Simple huh? I suffocate on nobody. There is none that brings me down. They don't bother me anymore. I am free. I have achieved that by thinking differently about things. Not the utility of different words and sentences and oblique ideals and mannerisms confounded to the perfect clarity found in the everyday sane eccentric, and intellectual, and artist, and sophist. May I?

Manifesting Destiny

Dilemma of speech. Isolated response. Hermit values. Strange beliefs. Sour puss. Congratulations.

You made it to a world of no ideal and no motive. To require a state of mind and being is to denounce the true need imprisoned upon your sordid mind. It makes no sense I know. It's supposed to be an emulation of those stuck in a prison looking to escape to another cell. It's simple. You believe what you are meant to believe. You achieve that which you cannot achieve. You assume to pursue that which is natural. All things rely on some mode of transport of that which ultimately classifies you as human.

As stated before. You need to know yourself other than your current state of mind. The past is the reason why the present exists. Time has stood still. Your future lies in your present. You cannot escape that which ultimately binds you. You rely on that which you have learned. You try and improve and manufacture that which you have come to be. You perfect yourself completely. You are a perfect being. I am being sarcastic. I am not perfect therefor. I am a buffoon. Your values trump mine. People march for freedom. They have the right to do so, and not to be blasted by purple paint. They activate a belief within themselves that they are the minority. It's a report. Philip K. Dick was right. Personal policing exists. I am being personally policed. The strange book is called A Scanner Darkly. All things come from somewhere. The sub-consciousness of artistry. Dick said that we will ultimately be fashioned towards that which may in turn not be fashioned. We claim that he was wrong, that he was fictional. He wasn't. He spoke the truth. He reminded us of a world where we can never be alone. Where we, the domesticated, are trumped over by odds unknown. It's war and we believe it is peace. We can suffer and still be happy. We can manage and still fail or flounder. Big words, long essays. Poetry is retarded.

I am no longer part of an ideology. A-social behaviour is more liberating than listening to someone else. They are different. They want similarity. Be honest. Be kind. Be friend. Be mind. Come on, be clear, they know what I want. They know what I do. It's common day events. He needs to go to the bathroom or the toilet. It's simple. You discuss that which you know and do not know. Humans have come to abide by that which they cannot know. Indirectly ofcourse. No-one is stopping them from starting a fire. They all prounce gladly in the smoke that sets the world on fire. Burn the lies in your eyes. Conform to a words use. Rely on your instinct. Humans are bound by their own ego. They do not know the chimpanzee. They are inventing a technology which ultimately liberates humanity, because they have unconsciously realized that we are enslaved. Everything they do is to liberate. They will eventually know that their privacy invasion can be utilized for the greater good. But not that of chimpanzees. It's true. Puffadders and dogs and cats have food supplemented for them too. And they don't have to pay!

What are they (humans) complaining about? Not that I say there is nothing to complain about. It's just that they are a being and mind initiated collectively in the conspiracy that befell Earth with the foundation or founding of Monarchism. It's the Queens life or ours. Clearly. Darkly. Scanner. Minority. Report. VALIS. etc.

Expression

To dine on the meals of another is to impose slavery onto ourselves. The only true value that exists is contradiction. You must learn not to contradict. Not yourself only, but all things. It's an orchestra that plays to your life's tune. Be in key, perhaps it is a mystery. Say the least, make the worst. See how people respond. It's easy.