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Solitude where are thou?

To swallow a bitter pill, a child is made to play hopscotch for a horehound,” Dr. Praxton had said.

What an experiment will give, to put a writer in the dark, ask her to stretch a character of the human kind with no physical characteristics attached? Will this character emerge with no prejudice in kind or one of a new kind, an organism cultured in the dark to what light may not reflect? Humanity absorbed or rudely deflected?

Life is sometimes to be watched as a retarded bird, uninspired by it. It may indeed be threaded, not as a precision course but as an affirmation of its own undoing.

A world always on the heels of its appearance was a world not worth living in, one not worth living. A carcass of what used to be a world was itself a fated unthinking vagabond and a cabriole caboose can not help the fate of such world. Nor can a caracole mountain right or left ever amount to some fated paradise.

You may move eloquently, so you think, to the rhythm of some fated dance for some projected eternity, but if that fate is neither yours nor the work of your own hands, a rag doll knows more grace.

There is little presence to an infant who always knows where he is going but never gets there. There is process.

This world is filled with loud pretenses, sound republics, blind kingdoms, all bare and out of sorts.

Flow is the best of what happens when potential is activated by consciousness.

I have seen evidence of this – that if that which is denied is what is strong, what is strong always evolves and what or who holds the denial is always the lie.

A source is always its own will.

The Artesian Well never returns its flow, where may stream its arrogation of space?

The Yorubas have a saying, here, my translation in English – a poor fool is a bigger fool rich. In other words, money only allows and enables you to be more of who you are. My bigger translation? You don’t jump essence, you jump environs!

Give a self-less person power and he or she breathes catastrophe. There is no foundation for the proper management of power.

She was some kind of woman, he resolved, one that wasn’t for him. He had failed to break her.

Dreams may be conceived as the ovulation of fate when they hold the possibility of becoming more than a concept or idea.

Commercialism and Privilege hold their powers in what they devalue. They sometimes prevent raw talent from breaking light.

When democracy can easily lose its mind, it has no right mind.

Commonality as a shared estate is an essential paradox; one calling dynamics within dynamics. It invokes the standard of not having standards.

If the Universe did procreate, it must be the mother of this strength within me ever expanding beyond my carnal limitations. Every mind open, must be my sibling.

If everyone’s hope were to be realizable with precedence, the law which enables individuality and reasonability will become senseless.

Rudeness instantly establishes a set of norms, a set of regulatory orders, authority, and power. To be rude is to go against an established accepted concept or ordered regulation. Thus rudeness could be in kind, a deviation from the norm. Rudeness can also be in kind an instantiation outside a set foundation. A deviation from a norm holds the same set foundation as the norm, their disagreement merely a manner of degrees.

Nature is the discipline on which all intelligence is based. Why ever would its understanding, a two-fold dynamic, be based not on reactionary actions, but on the conjuring of time-timelessness and non-reactionary backward spans?

Pray not while you can work. Hope is the least of what life can afford you, never the best. Hope is a plague, never a blessing, especially when the answer is sought not from us but from others. It is unqualified burden to expect something from nothing.

The neglect of a generation is regeneration so every soul may become its own history, not the incessant anxiety of unnaturally imposed lessons, a plague of its own making.

I passed the morning that knew no grief and at night bowed to the darkness that breathes. While in passing may seem brief, there is no simplicity to the nature of change.

When the communal silences the individual, every essence within the individual is silenced.

Individual minds are subject to something else more confining – the conformity cloud.

Everywhere are scattered dreams, each its own antecedent; it’s precedence in the possibility of its achievement.

The pursuit of a dream has a supernatural sense to it. It is a reaching beyond the moment towards a momentum meeting probability meeting hope. The human subsists to the dream in the beginning. But the mathematical measures of realization are never quite tangible. That money is the true worth of a dream is an illusion and money should subsist to the human in the end.

Every lifeline has a worth untouched – it is energy, uncolored, self-driven and supreme.

Love needs no reason material, external. But love lives strongly within reason, internal.

History foretells that when you give an ordinary person the wisdom of what is right and the dignity to follow his or her heart, the world as we know it changes or goes through a phase.

There is great knowledge in separation.

God is thus entrenched in the Flow systems as a causal belief, but an unordered one. Within Flow, this is implemented as unordered in relation with the ordered. The responsibility of first Cause and causes as effects including physiological causes are passed on to God. In fact, to devout Christians, God is all causation incessantly.

What a foreigner may see in a fool, a bigot, an idiot or others of their kinds? Really I cannot say. As normalcy goes beyond natural light and extremism is sometimes loosely defined. But every fool must be a foreigner to his potential in the positive light, a degenerate in the negative light. In between potentials is where normalcy may hide.

The sudden understanding of fate is always a new beginning.

Within the human, good or evil aims are never ancient. They are sometimes masqueraded when reinvented in modern means.

I ask of nature that it gives me life, unfiltered, show me what I am and every variation of me. That I may separate from it all, so I can know who I am.

It happened overnight – the evolution of an atomic identity towards a manifestation of life. There it was, polymers shrinking, disintegrating like Phenol without its Benzene. It was simply there, haphazard and hazardous as a series of exploding celluloid billiard balls. And there it was, until the sudden surge. And there was silence.

There is more than duplicity in scope-less-ness. There is the fraudulent manifest of falsehood as generosity.

The evil heart is patient, cross her fingers, palms together, hope, pray and act with faith, that all your hard work may come to nothing.