Mottled gray mornings chiseled into obtuse angles. Egoistic sleight of mind. The unconscious grift of replacing discipline with motivation. Being lied to, by yourself. The pathetic pivot of parleying for pleasurable pursuits. A sudden collapse of wakefulness beneath an undulating sky of red silk. Appealing to strangers without a mouth. Flirtation with jagged lungs, disguised as astral projection. Nascent afternoons highlighted by dissatisfaction. Pushed into the background by a memory of a past self. A backlog of maturity peddled away and traded for the fealty of the flock. The pursuit of kaleidoscopic consciousness, lost in the ever-present and interminable rising tide of discord.
6:49 p.m. - 2024-02-23
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