we’re finding faults in our partitions, sometimes they inhibit our flow
but a better process is a solution unknown
and we go
forward in our bliss
piss faced and belligerent
finding that where we left off has moved on
as in motion
and the notion that relationships flow with out our approval is curious
but renewal seems a strange step back when we have gone this far,
Strange devotion it is that sets us at distance
and makes us mildly irritable when in the courts of first instance
we ask to make an appeal
not really understanding our rights
the decision
the mission of the dreary world mildly mystifying us and wrapped around our thighs and corduroys...
makes its way up and finds just one being
Mixed reactions to the manifestations
the thought process molding the slightest divided intricacy into a world of fantasy
conurbation in the streets according to the new mandates
merging of the sectarian
emersion of the self into the self
***this is somewhat bullshit and somewhat beautiful idealism but its supposed to be about how we tend to think that we are all separate, we feel divided, but in actuality we are all one, and that when we realize that we are taken a back in some ways, but equally we do this in ourselves, we divide ourselves in to pieces and assume that those pieces are real, but later realize that they are one, and I don’t mean like parts affecting each other, but one…. But also I just let it flow so maybe it says nothing****
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