This is it. Every day now, every day again and again. That’s just it. Forever now. Because We hate, though We love. Because We wish to avoid it, though We do it. We face it, head on, day in day out. Again and again. Would you? Would you really?
Would you still know Us? We know for a fact that We wouldn’t even recognize you. Now… though We visualize you down to the atom in Our mind. Not everyday. You don’t get that spot rent free. No, you pay for that shit. You pay for the minutes spent in between Our thoughts of weakness, softness. Back in the day you fucked with Us. Now We make sure you aid Our pursuit, Our stride, Our push and pull.
But like We said, not everyday, not every minute. Just those times when it gets hard, and know, understand, that We’ve got many boosters to pick from, so you don’t even come up everytime. It’s rather random. It just pops up in that maniacal mind of Ours.
Booming Voice
Well, We ponder though, sometimes, dive into that abyss and caress certain notions, wake them up. What would you do? If here and now was yours, Our here and now. The pain, the thought of perpetuality, the knowledge of darkness to come. Would you face the reality of things? Yourself. That’s a hard thing to do, harsh on the mind. Could yours handle such strenuous cognition? To dig that trench and stand your ground in a mental warfare with demons that plagued you since the day we met.
We understand that many avoid doing such, they rather sit by the flat screen, listen to music, watch some Toks for hours, avoiding and avoiding. We can no longer do such a thing, We did, played video games, watched stupid shit, wasted time. But We can’t any longer. Not because We can’t, but because We have to, there was this voice. The same one that was present back then, it surfaced once again, stronger, forceful beyond measure. No apparatus could ever analyze it’s potential, it’s energy. Do you know of the voice? Have you heard the booming whispers? We doubt it. But We don’t know you, so, what can We say, what can We prove?
Speak in Revelations
Would We ever want to meet you again? Not really, We don’t care. If We ever run into you, so be it. But We wouldn’t waste a breath on you. We wouldn’t even care whether you’d achieved something or not. We don’t, because We know, whatever it is, it is hollow. An attempt at hiding the discomfort of unfinished growth. We wouldn’t say self growth, because that’s just a marketing strategy. Just regular growth as in expansion of self-knowledge. How do We know? We did the same damn thing, for longer than We should’ve allowed ourself. That’s just that. But can you admit that? Can you agree that you still struggle in this habit of avoidance? To put off that which really matters. The soul? Why do we run from the soul? Why did each of us shy from the reality of our existence. We did it just like you did it, and much like everybody else did it. That’s obvious today. Maybe that’s why we acted in such ways, why we were always behaving like we did.
Well, let’s just say, it’s okay, We get it. We get it… That’s all there’s to say. Forgiveness is for the weak, the only person We forgive is ourself. Everything else, We use it as fuel. A reason, a drive. To do exactly that which each of them, including you, always said We wouldn’t. Oh, and We fucking did a lot of it. Details… you’ll never get the details, because you’re not worth any of the words that flow from revelations gained along the way. And you can be damn sure We’ll speak in revelations when explaining all We did, all the endeavors to find the shards that everyone else forced Us to create. All the madness that came forth from those days of exclusion, every demeaning second, every snare, every tiny event that piled into a giant mess of insecurities, just because We had something not many possess. An extreme will, a force of nature that doesn’t exist inside of many people these days. A hunger for insanity, for reality, for truth in the spirit, the only pathway to “god”. Energy, that is god from Our point of view. A faith in that energy, the guidance it provides, the road it carves as you channel yours into the mysterious force that holds all accountable for their own actions.
Push the Soul
Did you learn, like Us, that your actions are what brought you this far, or at least brought you where you are? We ponder. We wonder how many of us have gotten to that state of mind. Some, probably, maybe none. We might be the first. Maybe We’re not, maybe We aren’t even there yet, maybe We make ourself believe. But something changed, because we get after it, every day. Again, and again, and once again. Without hesitation. We get it over with so that We can go on to the next day, to once more get it over with.
Hope you are pushing that soul to a particular point.