Ramblings: Part Four

Read peoples minds, or something like that. Read people. Reading people like the books collecting dust in the library. Don’t let anyone in. Don’t let anyone out. Let yourself in. Let yourself out. Read everything. Read places. Read thoughts. Read people. Reading people like the magazines we collect. Sleep away the past. Sleep away the present. Sleep away the future. Hide inside yourself like a hermit on a golden wharf, dreaming of other’s lives. The future is in your dreams. The past is in your dreams. Only the present exists in reality. The future relays information to the present. What seeps into the realm of tomorrow can be seen in your head; your own head. Don’t fight the future. Don’t fight the past. Fight the present. Fight the world that exists in your own eyes. Your own eyes can see the death and destruction brought upon this world; the chaos envelops our every movement, our every distraction, our every pitiful breath. Bleed onto the ground while you sacrifice yourself for the well being of another. Taste the flesh of the causes to my effects. Spit on the remnants of society’s old wasted days. Today is the future. Tomorrow might never exist. Everyday is different, but tomorrow’s future can be changed. Tomorrow’s immediate future or tomorrow’s future future can be saved in a day’s time; it can be done. It can’t be done. Fight me. Fight you. Cut me. Cut you. Kill me. Kill you. All in a day’s work, I saw the past, present, and future, and I single handedly stopped it all from occurring; it was in a dream. A dream that exists in the subconscious or perhaps it really is reality. Who do you go for the answer when there isn’t one? Who do you ask for forgiveness when you don’t deserve it? Who do you go to when there isn’t enough time left to fight yourself internally? Madness, insanity, while reason comes naturally to mankind, who can stop the flaws from burgeoning into a mass exodus of emotion, greed, fatality, infertility in the nation of idiots breeding like a population of mosquitoes. A population which will cease to exist in the future; we are killing ourselves. We are dying without cause, but the effect is imminent. The effect is instable. The effect is reliant. Will the world exist in 2020? Will mankind exist in 2020? (2020 just looked like a good date to me, but it is applicable to the future past 2020 or the future before 2020) Approaching apocalypse can sense the fear of Man, who remains ignorant throughout the entire process of degeneration. Go green! Or don’t go green, but realize the destruction of every matter in earth’s possession is upon us. Realize that without the gaseous states in the sky, we will fry like those worms who try to cross the road on that exquisite searing summer day. Speaking of searing, the astral world sears emblems into your subconscious which you and only you can follow and intercept and interpret and distinguish it from everyone else’s in the substantial epic adventure into your own mind.