Rejecting the Puppets

It’s the innate blindness that keeps me seeking. Something bigger to be a part of, being broken alongside brothers,

They feel the weight too

That’s why we connect, engaging an intellect with so much more power than the toxic simplicity we desperately cling to

To feel is to breathe, our people are oxygen

We play it off like it’s taboo; words seen as a shiv, plunging invasively into our sacred palates

But it is a quaint security to hold our adages, to embrace our first thoughts

It is choosing infinity over the disguised malice that is so easily woven into our existence


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