Wonder fraught

Ummm...have you ever wondered...?


Wonder fraught


My mind my self is warped around a singular notion of perception
All other such blinded selves are bound tight to the same notion
The pattern frequencies of sense are locked and interlocked
All wills are directed in sight smell hearing taste and thought
We perceive and experience along lines of compelled belief

We are trapped…I am trapped…held tight in a false realm
A realm that fosters greed and gains pursuit
A realm that preaches shades of grey
A pale and pallid mockery that eschews maturity
That fosters synaptic titillation and tactile gratification as the be all and end all

Your minds exude frequencies that find comfortable sympathy
A sympathetic symphony that unknown is concerted
An internal singing of complacency
conducted on a grand experimental form
A concerto of false impression portrayed as real

This life we live the things we experience
All…only a scam
A sham
Perpetrated that we never realize our vast potential
That instead we eat sleep and breathe that we dream…small

We become the dream
Subtle nudges propel us along
We become wonder fraught
Existence is a determined sequence
that folds thought dream and discovery inward upon self

This convolution of design prohibits growth maturity and evolution
In our tactile prisons we forgo a determined self discovery
Ensnared in willful denial we make such an excellent feast
Host to the leech mentalities we offer up much more than throat or blood
These succubi sup on confusions state…on blindness lack of sight…on fearful denial

How pale are we…that seek illuminae



welcome to a thought I had once...once...(shouldn't that be spelled wunce...?)


YouSir

"We are trapped…I am trapped…held tight in a false realm
A realm that fosters greed and gains pursuit
A realm that preaches shades of grey
A pale and pallid mockery that eschews maturity
That fosters synaptic titillation and tactile gratification as the be all and end all"

Excellent verse YouSir.

a reply to: 0hlord


Ummm...thank you my friend...perhaps it's only an allegorical compilation of perception...however...I think there must be a kernel of truth hidden somewhere within the context...I only know that whenever I practice loving kindness...another aspect rears it's ugly head and I find myself jolted away from a path of contemplation onto a thorn filled thoroughfare where every footstep is a pain filled pleasure experience...the pleasure being synaptic and the pain an emotional response...

I am that monkey at the termite mound...one hand busily counting beads while I whisper mantras and the other stuck fast in the mound refusing to let go of whatever bauble lies hidden within...

Ah well...such is my nature...a veritable study in anachronistic idiosyncrasy...


Be well my friend



YouSir

a reply to: YouSir

Oh, I've wondered. Absolutely love this and it is filled with truths.

a reply to: Jennyfrenzy


Ummm...hello my friend...the issues I refer to have certainly been true as regards my life...from things I have witnessed and things I have experienced directly...I shall not try to name or define such...rather...only relate the effects as my limited perception and my even more limited ability to assimilate/describe...can share...


Be well Jenny...




YouSir