Brain Injured Brilliance
To fall in love with a mystery
A change in acts of transparency
To more clandestine arts
Worth both more and less
Lost if tarries too long
Plagued with indifference or want of more
Only found that none are more
Just different degrees of normalcy
Boring if not bland. Ignorance paramount
Taking the unknown brilliance to out of reach
Paramour and more
So many are out of league, given chance
squandered for superficial want, their loss.
Time not lost on bitchy want
Too much life, too much joy
If one wizens, they may see
A fuck he gives not one way or the other
His light will shine, will flourish the same.
Publicly alone, life lived alone, self censorship when expression made brings
Stifled madness. Internalized hell brought to fore with societal disregard
Seeking to wake, to make known the plight of those without voice
Of those trapped in collective mind, unable to experience the real
Hope remains, fleeting among disillusioned, burgeoning
In the walkers of worlds…those bright lights of thought,
Of dreams made reality. Here and gone at random
Granted taken when near, wisdom renowned o’er the ages
One mind, universal pull, tapped at the source.
Warped wave messaging
“What the fuck is this?!?”
Notices reality coil, “hmm it must be!”
Attraction negated years past, seems brought
Forth to realization, thus…
Shrugs and on he moves
What is real beyond a familial connection
Where to go, what to do, who to be???
Pond crossing possibilities, southern minded by any means
Realities shifting before awe filled eyes
Going with change, adapting to shifting skies
Minds seeing one way, remembering another, multiverse bearings
“What the fuck is going on?!?”
Subconscious screams in slumber
Twisting, striking dreams, damning the netherscape
Awareness is reality adapting, though holding memory of yore
Take these moments of clarity,
Those lucid thought parabolas
Whisper words found warring with the world
Glow orb hanging lonely loftwards
Attempting to draw the eyes the hearts the waters
No ear, no heart, no eye, no water to notice
World without moon life is no life.
The modern attraction paradigm is a game based system. People, women, say they want an honest and straight forward man. This is a fallacy. I know all women reading this are up in arms “how the fuck does he think he can speak for all of us?!?”
5 years ago I checked out of the game playing. Straight forward is what I am and have been…it’s a fucking joke! I am a weird, disabled, super intelligent guy, so I have always been shunned by women. These past 5 years I have noticed my attraction and subsequent announcement of said attraction only breeds “you’re such a great friend but…”, “that’s cute”, or the “thanks but no thanks”. Some of these women I know are attracted or are at least interested…I’m pretty dam good with body language and non verbal cues. It is a laughable thing.
The next time you hear a woman saying they want an honest and straight forward guy, call their bullshit for what it is, a big stinking pile of it.
Fuck it! I’m gonna do me, forget the games. Yeah, it’s lonely as fuck all but a guy has to have some sort of principles. I mean, I’m an attractiveish guy…good looking enough to hang out with….but I’m “great dating material for someone else”. Haha, fuck….I can’t even go on a date with a girl before she drops that hammer. And yes, it has happened over and over.
“But Kyle, you just haven’t found the right girl yet”….platitudes and bullshit. If a guy cannot even ask a girl to go on a date without getting the “you’re just not dating material” (paraphrased). Fuck it….I’m the extremely cool but unlovable “brain injured fuck”. Ha, cheers!
Sparing conscious call
Running from familiar
Worry for self
Realizing place with self doesn’t matter for others
Straightforward being and becoming