Irrelevance and the seekance of mundanity
The time has come for us to realize
that life ought to not be the way we perceive and realize it to be.
The lives that could've been. The existence in another dimension. The
seeking for another version of the truth. The call for redemption
after a life lived immorally. The perpetual focus on nothing of
consequence, the expression of irrelevance.
The finding of fulfillment within a
system of conformity which has no bearing on the realism which
befalls us all. Our senses are at war with logic and reason. The set
principles laid out for the functioning of a human animal. We are not
to be blamed, yet we are somehow to be found guilty, for not allowing
our minds to realize its true nature, which is not limited through
knowledge and power. It has no bounds, for the realm of existence
knows none.
Why do we find that which we do not
need, why do we tolerate that which know not to be conducive to the
well-being of sentience, and sanity? Why do we even allow ourselves
to pursue the tasks that does not alleviate inner anxiety and outward
stress? Why does the human animal not understand its place already in
the state of existence? Why do we not realize the real truth which is
laid out before us since conception?
Are there those among us, able to keep
a secret, running seem-to-be care free lives, ignorant to us all of
the truth, yet from within darkened chambers and hidden libraries
they are fully aware and informed, if not enlightened through such
endeavors. Yet I do know one thing for sure, they can never fulfill
said goal of achieving true understanding for they do know how to
think for and by themselves, and suffer through solitude as an animal
that contains existence within its own mind.
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