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Writer's pictureA M Graetz

Stream of consciousness 13- 2- 2024


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The day appeared it if knowing it would be late life to storm clouds, a few sparse memories of a beauty too pure and divine. the penne bolognaise heavy cheese satisfied two days fasting in bed haunted by every memory of under confident words, gestures, songs and attempts at romance. all looked like a bowl of awkward. pangs of regret of a challenge stupidly officiated the diminishing rules of self expectation as the tide of words flush out years of online escapism. that window to the words of souls. a dark side we force that

instance of happiness from simplicity. dally chores that mundane event of discussion a pivot to the deeper meanings trapped in the mind of 4 well dressed garden watering ritual as the dying hum of of celebration to within the lawn mowers, a chorus fires and its deficit confines of a modest quarter acre block.. now a haze of memories as the franchised "do it." by someone else, read rendered the capitalist money rich but time poor

enough to never smell the roses. in endless gossamer of images, purchases and things you have trained the algo to tell you may like this because this. you like 2-

an ouroboros moment in the matrix of things. we are individual snakes rating dur own tail thinking its a new tail we would like because use sliced this and that the point of lethargy of to become continuous actions made. as the world endlessly curtails action, through law, reaction redundancy. the perception is made are of no consequence we to happiness or the opposite. the rejection is not fear its the lack of social norms what we to conform to.. without strong arm tactics or an imaginary fear the light of spectacle fades into the screen with each other rehashed meme. everything overused and divergent. how we mesh in fantasy rather than reality. digital smoke and mirrors. at least the joker was right about smiling as humanity needs a confessor of repercussions somehow growing i dont see empathy or sympathy the office chair wifi dream of consciousness. the emoji diaspora of children acting like wise cld men baffled about a ca can opener without a search engine. but again toe harsh of a judgement on those of us who can never perceive what a screen as parent does to a child, our trial world no longer a sadness rejection from circles ls of simplicity and not coveted by mass events of sports or entertainment. i can only suggest transience only way. to learn. 15

the true reflective moment beyond the digital veil of meal hubris and info-drone porn. Passed lives, first of family lineage one the barbarous of butchered born into the karma work through every permutation of their a must living testimony. the losses, the pain, the misery. become all this if survived you life traversing things as if patron to new tightrope only one foot above the safety of earth. yet it must be done. a working life of learned we detest our losses. moments the formula of being able to is first step. once the condenses see the fractal pattern of life on the patterns of behaviour and your reactions to the action. it

becomes parent to new fractals containing all the lingered elements within it keeping a list of energy event and date is a map to the personal fractal.

2005 pisces girl bakery but the annoyance being perfection places the mirror squarely back on self. the reforms as a crust of them not neighbourly considered karma to 201~ as the shadow of fatherly neglect that lack Is relationship equal fractal frustration without being liver it is multi faceted or split into two tiers. the shape masculine feminine. the shadow female tomboy masculine, see the fractal desire more complex involvement. 2017 to 2019 here was reliving of graduates fractal in war as a telco-wire runner twister 2 pair

across no mans land. Be in the terms a game regret seems to of self indulgence. for those who find consistency it seems the least amount of regrets and embarrassments. but we are still prone to mistakes. howwould we have ever seen the skilled disharmony. the biggest hatred in all regrets is the constant death of self and or hatred of self. this behaviour to love. plays out in injuries or risky almost detriment rather than

71 strange wish to find carte from a neglecting figure only those love and oni the lucky to 15 constant in alc. experience supportive care need never to look basic low base needs to avoid anything long term.. crucial to satisfied cheaply it seems the avoidant life to consistently not win and maintain loss as life's fractal, yet

winning seems limiting in that if brings responsibility. hurt, angel, pain one has no way of subversion. we dig our fantasy graves. we assist our own suicide. but to plant a tree that you may refer eat from is just the shadow needed to hide the sense of un-fulfilment. the fractal meets again through the sum and the adventure of unknown love. 2nd best does always repeat the or reject and invest. Hyper-graphic - like some possession to write about life in lieu of the digital distractor. the redundancy of middle age wishing sad songs were as sad as they were in a younger time that tragedy was a valid emotion

to have 乏 some kindred honour to ones self effaces right to enjoy a moment. giving up on the attempt to do something. non duality perfecting. my whole existence dedicated 15 nothingness to negating the societal trap of preformed ideologies. to become simpler first one must pace the preformed expectations umil strength in the contrarian solidly formed. this is not a solid mental state or structure. one is at peace with the duality before they can negate and move forwards neither negative or positive about it. they are clearly unshaped by the external view of the ir place in life, so a saying could non dualistic be best surmised by. the follow us ("all that you are! is all that you are not.")

once finding that the various labels do not define spirit and that you are in constant search and expression of that which you are not the continued life of action engaging with your individual actions is the process of celebration. there is not much more on the subject as approvals that need less of collective or dualistic reflection become that which is divine, fearless undivided and at personal peace the with the life and death

continuum.

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