23/3/91 5.47pm

Death and the Shivers of the Spine.

Oh,

But why,

ANd how.

It just happens.

The mind does what it is told,

Only when it is told to do it.

Otherwise,

Yes,

There is no connection between the two levels of being.

To be conscious,

Mentally in tune with the subconscious,

The only way to travel.

The avenue has only one way,

The way to the end.

But where.

You may ask.

And one day your answer will come.

Why?

We do.

Action is mans prerogative,

To question action,

The ability to utilise the mind,

Another prerogative of action.

But why?

Because!

Yes,

That must be the answer to,

That is the question.

But why ask a question that has no answer?

All prerogative.

Thought.

Continuous action.

The mind,

Oh,

What a specimen.

Never logical,

Never rational,

Never complete,

Never direct.

Always lost.

Lost on the path.

That path of communication.

Never effective,

Never constructive,

Never positive,

Never.

Now.

It never rains but pours.

It never comes but flows,

The disaster one creates.

All consuming.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder,

Only if the holder know what was held,

Then life could be life,

Not the thought that is now.

Wow.

Reality

To know the answer to the question.

To place the mind in that state of peace.

That love of life.

Oh,

But,

I do hate life.

But,

Yes,

That is why it is so fucken good.

The juices flow,

The minds mix,

The shit hits the fan,

We all hate life,

We all want to die.

Reality!

The mind we read into the answers what ever it desires to.

The strength of it's power is so great that only the persistent thinkers may come close to control of that body.

Though the mind, body, and soul are one, so to control one is to control all and no one could ever come close to that so normality abounds.

That is :

Death and the Shivers of the Spine.

Why?

Thought.

Now

Reality,

but what do they say.

Give it some thought!

To tell you the truth,

The subconscious has written what has been wrote.

That's the only truth.

Lies and life,

Hand in hand,

To think not,

Is not to think,

But,

To live a lie.

Yes,

Oh,

But no.

That's the only truth!

Productivity is to be unproductive

To speak is not to listen.

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