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vantage/vanish point
what if life were just an ongoing slideshow; and we're just making a point to make a point....
that never really gets us no where....and never truly will, other than to keep the show going....
the "film directors" and "everyday people" and the "stages"....on and on and on....
the contract which I haven't signed; I decline; to be a "star" in someone else's show(nor at all); and the illusion that it's my own....
it's unfortunate that I'm here now....
I exist to hocus pocus from the hypnosis that demands my focus....going through the motions till one's grave stone's posted....
bleeding heart pumps back and forth from ache to numb; till day break is done....this reality isn't mine; I didn't sign that dotted line...
a capsule beyond the sky, some where in space is where I reside....
Published 31st Mar 2021
| Edited 11th Apr 2021
Author's Note
that never ending cycle of feeling trapped, monitored, "mind controlled"or "manipulated"....when you feel disposable, more or less inept to social constructs....when one's just flat out tired of the everyday mundane. when one feels one exists only to escape the "matrix".... because you feel there's nothing for you here.... anything worth having could be "bought" and or potentially lost....
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