Days/Daze

Suspended in midair, its almost fraudulent. Each second is noticeable
and there’s no way of stopping it. Roaming endlessly, finding a way to
blend in, reluctantly. Each day we live cautiously, to be careless is in the
depths of the other reality. To be noticed creates our parallel, easy to dismiss,
inclined to attention, our indirection helps make it submissive. The sphere
that captures us within, doesn’t allow us to escape. We live in a manner of
shedding skins, a day older, a day closer, a day, moreover.

The waves crash, a collision elapse. Orbital circles, never ending in a trance.
Awake in an ellipse, the contrary definitely exists. The rich shades of each
difference, relevant now than they’ve ever been. The illusionary sounds that
accompany the views are vibrant and elude. Rushing light speed in everything
I see escaping me. But the places it led were all in my head.

Incognito

Mass consumption is over feeding, over population is never ending and we’re
running out of ways to reverse where our outcomes are leading. Green
companies appear green with greed, not living up to what they say, reputation
is always something to mislead. No transparency, the world bleeds dry of its
honesty, labels drive what money can buy and those who are enriched with
demand offer themselves to the bidder with the highest hand. Nationalistic
enthusiasm shuts off information on the outside, governments thrive on your
ignorance, so easy to abide, your potential minimalized. Leaks of information
stay hidden, and procrastination strengthens while the signs are around,
subliminally sound.

A country amongst many on a planetary scope, ethnocentricity is the electric
current that makes the world lope. Myths come from fact, and that knowledge
is dope. Organized crime leads to organized chaos, governments proceed to
make the pay offs. Systematic revelations, carefully thought out to bring about
things in disguise, antidotes that give birth to new diseases that bureaucracy
provides. Anarchy proclaims, resistance interferes the mandates that were never
properly aimed. The damage never ends, and luckily the youth serves as collateral.
Joining the army for a better life and protecting nations that posses you through its
strongest spell pushes further into that lateral.

Majestic times unfold in the middle of it all, actions carry their reactions to ripples
that are taken far. The seeds were planted to bring a fall, the cracks in the foundations
redesigned it all. Superiority stands in the utmost silence from where the disorder came,
deviance formed in a concentrated dose, from all directions pandemonium arose. Each
individual made their choice, to surmise the outcomes of its environmental filth, to no
longer be puppets in silence and make some noise. All in a manner of which to flatter,
the ones that control so that they wouldn’t know and to continue to grow, underneath the
mind-state that continues to contaminate. To proceed means to lead, changing the scape
indirectly. Like a common mosquito, unnoticed and forever incognito.

States of bliss

To emphasize what I realize every time only makes
sense to me chaotically. The mesmerized states of mind,
run fluent in me, specifically only when I'm running out
of time. Chasing only what I can never see, to find the
essence that would forever releave me. But it is always
just a chase, in search of something I could never keep,
the overlapping boarders ran too deep.

It rushes down my spine and to my feet, feeling the Earth
that's always been stable beneath. Patternized bliss overwhelms
me. A forgetful mind I try to be, only to create the surprises
that escape reluctantly. To see with clear eyes and no filtering,
allows it to all run freely. Labels merging into one, different
reactions established, simultaneously. Every thing and nothing,
bursting out of the scope of things and emerging out of the
depths of filth that contaminate our lives.