remove
me gently or separate me harshly just extricate me. I can’t deny it such flustering
to flutter or flicker those energies. you see potential this wagon this scarf
those indifferent fears—to manage wistfully or to seem a great hunch while a
man is four decades into conviction. if but to redeem essence or to heal home
where most have a reputation—to dance or die into fluorescent flowers or exotic
mysticism; while sensitive to principles or cagey but distressed or cavalier
and lying. our bold enterprises our lovely creatures where some are not
arriving. the party is motion, the movement is symphony, but some stand against
the wall. those distant observers those intellectual targets where blending-in
is not an option. so dedicated so deep where even a phone call is a strategy.
how for trust where it doesn’t try while receptors sense deliberate spikes? our
minds unraveling our needs to undress if but to unbuckle—such revving envy or
private frustration where the veneer becomes entangled. our souls at
destinations our hearts filled while addiction has become anything; too many tacos,
or too many pills, or something crucial like liquor. our daughters growing
exponentially our mothers demanding their freedoms or quarantined looking
closely at our futures; but this is physics or this is buffering where great
minds are being polished. I become resistant I speak indirectly I fathom a
portion of such motive. to dislike temperament or to hassle over something
written while we discuss in riddle what we dare to seclude. our running images
our vomiting guts or an assignment we give to ourselves. “I disapprove where I must
act if but to show my position is valid. I have met this it must be conceited
for it doesn’t respond to me. I am an authority. I am smarter. resistance means
an attack on my professionality.” Hogwash! resistance means pain. something
self-centered will always run into friction. I don’t trust you so I don’t
respond to you. I don’t like those methods. while one might say, “you have
attacked me. I didn’t like it. if you have an issue, you deal with it according
to my methods.” such wrestling. such cadence. while I think it means nothing to
the saga! if but the core value, this furnace called control, while most submit
to titles. it becomes more mercies or strength to endure while one has
determined its psychical intensity. wherefore, deviation from perception is
intrusion. “I out think you I know how you should feel and I know the
appropriate response.” this is magnificent. (I afflict you; I determine how you
should feel; and I predict how you must respond. if it becomes gray, it’s totally
your fault, and I will act accordingly. as not in a fashion to build trust, but
in a way to subjugate, while undermining you at every turn—and by the way, I am
never with error!)
(in
depth a cave of ancient letters we see pictures made from minds; we see
prediction, we see nature, we see what concerned these ancient dwellers. it
cannot be distorted. we know that man was up against animal and often man died
a horrible death. in this instance we find a reliable pattern: when up against
wild beasts its kill or be killed. the pattern is always the same.) with humans
we find something different. one submits, another resists, and another does a
bit of both. it depends upon receptivity or intellect or emotion, or all the
above. for a studied person a plaque means nothing, for others it means life,
while certain boundaries are crossed dependent upon these facts. or we sense
deep damage, or something we might fix, while the author runs into something
needing its deference. (it tricks me, it has so much, but it still needs to
conquer me; that proves irregular, the battle bifurcates, it divides us—into pure
fragility or minor upheavals while something just registered!).
