Oh,
you stagnant beast.
Chained,
by the falsities,
of insecurities.
By,
this need to survive,
socially.
To be,
this being which entities see.
Oh,
you beings need see yourself.
Need,
comprehend the simplicity of your step.
For,
if such shall exist,
be there no beast,
present.
For,
in truth,
there exist no external world.
No paradigm,
tethered to simplistic importance.
Within such,
be there no reason to deem oneself more,
less.
One need only be,
this being tethered to the ability to,
ingest.
Oh,
this second.
This second which alters minds.
This second,
which molds each paradigm,
as such exist absent the ability to be defined.
This second my mind,
shall forever attempt to mine.
For,
within such,
be there the ability to form a cyclical existence.
To have a teleological view of,
humanity.
To indeed see,
every being.
For,
within the simplicity of being a human entity,
be there an,
anomalistic consciousness,
innately seeking to,
be...
©yungb123
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