Genie In The Eye
I was wondering whether to send an updated version of my most recent update but then I settled to reason that perhaps it wasn’t really the best time to interact regarding attention drawn outwards.
Let me clarify my words. I met this opportunity and even before I type the words actually spoken to me in my mind I visualize the face of another kind. Am I a cheater to my own, blind!? No, the fact is intact. There is no way to trace this face. It is all about this play I have regarding wild oats that need to be sown but let me tell you dear friend, lover or reader. They have already long been tended to. See the puzzling thing is my feelings are reserved for this man I met who was the most gentle I had ever laid my eyes on. The distance between us and if I may due to my craze and his space is one I have not come to riddle out just yet. There can never be a leave to take nor am I ungrateful for the opportunity to pant like water has been taken hostage from my grasp.
Enough with the theatrics, morning shines to all… I have some words in my mind that need to be spat out about villains and all. Do you guys remember these guys that hide in costumes that nowadays have become super dull if I may humbly comment on the fashion sense of them all, and no, before y’all jump in and ask whether I talk of the superhero cult that is in fact not what these guys are all about. On the contrary wouldn’t one see and agree to the fact that it’s almost as if these guys calling themselves the top man of many an old boy are like seedlings planted to challenge those who are meant to grow. See this here is me quoting a man who had read books beyond his given plan. To see the people who run, ehem excuse the cough; ruin. Oops must be the season of the flu…
It seems idle to me to be wasting emotions on decisions that seemingly affect most and I do realize I might be speaking from a point of privilege but come on you people who felt forced to listed to that content we were fed in the classrooms other than of course to an average degree enough to grab the gist and make sure level grades would be obtained to always partake and evermore underplay this semi forced game called school.
Let’s analyze this now: there is an aspect that benefits such as the reward and award and punishment task. We cannot all engage in therapeutic discussion or breathwork or yoga or philosophical mind bogglement now can we? Especially not when we are children ( hence I left out the obvious BDSM play thing). What I mean is quite clear but for those who disagree I shall further indulge in this point. Through examples such as addiction- calling attention to conditioning. Cue in Pink Floyd’s “ We Don’t Need No Education”.
Alright I admit my point is quite messy but who gets the gist?