What is reality? Living a remnant heartache Though bright with love shining forth Loneliness compounded with vicarious teachings  Love shown and taken to bloom with victor's gait Stranded in squalid hell of no one's creation  Everyone is faulty, at fault for living a lie Reality is the illusion


Field Day Individual experience, each a fusion reaction, humanity's star Compounded in a conscious mess, messiness devoured on awareness' arrival  Violent crossover, the unconscious result  A sapien quagmire, ego cess pool, unthought known cannot be known to those plugged in Cities flourish en masse, though upper stories are shuttered, closed to outside influence  Wake them! … Continue reading #229