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Hate Y/you… I would spend most of My calculated and viable time hating Y/you but it seems the world needs so much more love, hearts suffering from tragic contusions… Gun shots firing, love internally dying struggling from the hands of segregation and altered manipulation pulling away from deniable and vivisectional realities, there doesnt seem to be much time in the world for Me to hate Y/you Literacy dying beneath the short and constituted wireless pathways, creating greater caps and synapses between human to human interactions, our species is being hit with several emotional subtractions, odd… I can’t seem to find the time to hate Y/you #Hashtag pain, misery, condemnation, judgmental retaliation, riots of the mind… seems like nothing to tweet, this battle has existed when W/we were on O/our knees simply wanting to share fountain and fountain, seat and seat, love and love… .. The loud bangs against the back of the skull, blowing away vitality because of hating Him, Her, he and she for being nothing but what they were created to be…. I can’t seem to find the time to hate Y/you…. Funny how Y/your disgust is not from the palate of Y/your own tongue. Y/you chew on the rotten flesh filled view of T/them and T/those, the world has become such a robotic mindless drone. Y/you should hate Y/you, castrating actions that have derived from T/thine O/own hands, begging for understanding, on Y/your knees crying out for forgiveness for Y/your mistakes. I can’t seem to find the time to hate Y/you. ..Y/you accomplish this effortlessly ….. Covering Y/your mirrors with Y/your O/own mutilated and diluted rationalization, seems less acceptable when O/others alter T/their perceptions and yell out… But I am M/me. I can’t seem to find the time to hate Y/you…. I’m sorry I cannot see what Y/you want Me to see without understanding what is ALL before Me, seems the world needs so much more love… That I can’t seem to find the time to hate Y/you, Him, Her, she or he…. Please excuse Me as I retrieve the limbs of understanding ripped from the world, inject her veins with mercy, alert her brain stem with passion, pull out the tiny pieces of regret and close the bitter lacerations, and bandage her wounds with perceptual balance.. I can’t seem to find the time to hate Y/you… My spirit has so much more to do, I’ll leave that misery to for the rest of Y/you...
Posted on: Sun, 28 Sep 2014 14:19:51 +0000

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