Emptiness consumes the thirsty heart.
When every idea has it´s absurdity, it´s nonsensical part.
A predictable set of beliefs so very excrutiating.
A concrete floor full of cracks, watch your step.
And beauty how she inconveniently beckons.
When ugliness dulls our ambitions, some peace is reached from...
Our destructive expectations.
Simple intoxicants calm our embered temples and restless urges and egos.
It´s inevitable that you lose yourself divinely only to find yourself obsessed with dogmas and romantic theories.
Every idea has it´s absurdity, it´s mysterious appeal.
Emptiness longs to be filled.
Ignorance traded for ignorance, distancing mundane wisdom from our fantastic theories and opiates that get us closer to the heavens in our fickle minds.
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