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I see the universe as a planet. I see the planet as a living being. I see each human, animal, and plant as bacteria. I see the unconscious as viruses, mold, and fungi. I see the judgment of right or wrong, good or bad, negative or positive, this or that as that but of the rise and fall of the sun and beliefs but that of the changing tides of the sea as black holes within our mind eat our moon in pieces that become whole yet infinitely divisible yet again infinitely endless. I see the perception of illusion as that of the tail of a comet, reality as the comet, and the distance measured in experience. I see paradoxes like a dog that chases its tail with great joy while humans oddly call it an inferior being. I cry at future-and-past greatness defined as delusional and insane and laugh when they learn to use the nay-sayer as stools to the Gods then find great eternal happiness when common sense is over shadowed by genius that is anything but common. I consider scientists as priests, priests as con artists, and con artists as hyenas eating the lions kill as that of socialists claiming the fruits of their labor as their own because of territorial pissing. I see communists and capitalists as one in the same like a cloud that transforms into lakes and hail as energy rises and falls. And I see a spider find order and a fly find chaos and bird find order and a spider chaos and my minds eye and eyes become one with my body. This wholeness is my spirit. I view my oneness, my individuality, my separateness as sacred but fragile like understanding and compassion. I see love as beyond rationality, ethics, and undefinable yet the sum of all and by it driven. I view life-and-death as an opportunity to find great joy in stillness and in change. I view fate and free will as that of a leprechaun chasing images of a rainbow through a telescope long forgotten and pots of gold as an allergy to pollen. I view politicians as gravity that keep me grounded yet unable to reach my dreams of a home on distant stars. I view time as money and bankers as time travelers but which came first the time machine or time traveler? Why ask why and why time travel when Im full? I consume now so I wont have to consume when Im old and tattered. Money is that of fat on bear who plans to sleep through the winter when the food is scarce and wolves keen. I view desire as herpes that unknowingly prevents one from getting AIDs from a dream lover who views men as toys for the taking and is trapped in a perpetual prison of beauty that leaves little room for self sufficiency. I view self sufficency as Everest and the bottom the ocean like I do fear; with great pride and responsibility. I view government like I do farms. Farmers as social egineers. People as sheep. Sheep dogs as the law. Sheppards as wolves. Wolves as sheep. I view those who label nature or nature as either art or science fools and philosophy as just a tool in my workshop. I run from viewing each problem as a nail and every solution as a hammer and I enjoy my runner high and my drunken low as a time to grow with what is grat Namaste cracker ass And so he advances yet does not seek fame. He retreats yet does not avoid blame. He seeks only to preserve the people, and his advantage accords with that of the ruler. He is the treasure of the state. He looks upon the troops as his children. Thus they can venture into deep river valleys with him. He looks upon the troops as his beloved sons. Thus they can die together with him. He is generous yet unable to lead. He is loving yet unable to give orders. He is chaotic and unable to bring order. They are like spoiled children. They cannot be employed. When u wake up and your warriors who get cut by a sword get more recognition then those who have not your nation is doomed. When artists are payed more than your farmers than your country is ripe for hostile take overs Murder, assault, and rape Buddha before u meat him then steal his lunch many after he transforms to plant food that feed the birds and your dirty twat. For I am the next matriarch . -sean day
Posted on: Sat, 20 Sep 2014 03:51:54 +0000

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