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Human despair
Claw out your eyes,look into your heart and scream at the top of your lungs till you die.
Smash your face into a brick wall and stare at the blood stream down.Ask your self the question of despair,the question of self evaluation."Why am I not perfect?".A mind that can see the world but not the shell it inhibits.To be but never to have meaning.To be above all else but never perfect.This is what it means to be human.Evolution, better than what came before but never perfect in design.Imperfect existence forever and always.This existence, that drives us all truly mad.
Smash your face into a brick wall and stare at the blood stream down.Ask your self the question of despair,the question of self evaluation."Why am I not perfect?".A mind that can see the world but not the shell it inhibits.To be but never to have meaning.To be above all else but never perfect.This is what it means to be human.Evolution, better than what came before but never perfect in design.Imperfect existence forever and always.This existence, that drives us all truly mad.
Published 7th Jun 2016
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Anonymous
7th Jun 2016 5:41pm
I'm arrested. Your sense of tempo in that first line is marked and effective... it's merciless and self-merciless at once. The inner forms the outer and the two define each other in an echo chamber. I like it.
7th Jun 2016 7:50pm
8th Jun 2016 5:00am
