to be in the mind of you is being taken advantage of.
to be able to wake up in these complex bodies of magic is incredible.
to be concious in our mind as we control these limbs that have veins with specific duties to keep us able to be here.
to have a heart that we've never met inside us doing the most important work to be able to be a walking thing.
to be able to be concious of our own lives and to create and build is more extrordinary than anything in existence.
to be typing on this machine that people like me have created for the pleasure of other things we've created to occupy us from being bored.
why the fuck do we get bored.
this earth and everything on it is beyond anything boring.
to exist itself is so mind blowing to me.
and sometimes i forget to acknowledge that when im caught up in these problems that ive created.
i like to remind myself in a subtle way that im only here to exist.
i dont need to have wealth or fame im here because im here.
this goes for all of us, but our egos that we've also created stop most from thinking this way.
and i dont blame them, it's like we are meant to live this reality like it matters.
and dont get me wrong, its not like im saying everything doesnt matter in a negative way.
nothing literally matters but our minds, and thats what we neglect the most. why?
- Author: Leaaa ( Offline)
- Published: December 31st, 2019 02:36
- Comment from author about the poem: I don't care about undercapitalization or grammar errors because why does that shit matter. does it rank my intelligence. I also just hate capitals
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
A bad hair day there? What have those capitals done to you, to upset you?! heehee.
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