Guest guest Posted April 20, 2008 Report Share Posted April 20, 2008 In the twilight of naming.....symbiotic life forms emerge and attach themselves to the homo-erectus babies .......they spin their cocoons deep into the synaptic interface.......raise their amebic head above the primordeal conceptual ooze.... ..and survey their imaginary kingdom. I AM-YOU ARE is born and spins itself into the arena. The world is homesteaded by an army of hungry phantoms. By the time the organism is two the parasight has entrenched itself and resides deep in the labyrinth of its own excavation. It is safe....almost invulnerable....within the consensus infection. I sits atop its natural born steed.....frantically steering it into illusory pastures that it imagines will fulfill its addendum of fear based desires. To itself it appears quite benign....but it a natural born killer and rushes full ahead into the abyss of its own destruction. It is who you think you are and it will not succumb to its own thought. It is the one that feels angry, frightened and exposed right now. On a lighter note....... The humming birds are building their nest again. :-) toombaru Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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