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INFORMATION FOR YOUR BUILDING SOUL
We are being watched, always evaluated.
Kata is privilege, the only.
One will suffer now, or later. One will suffer in work, or worse without.
Our thoughts, a manifestation of our inner balance.
We are weighed on this.
Principle does not alter, nor change.
I am only a sloppy messenger, that looked into the abyss, and lost that divine spark.
See that.
There is a paradox, which seems to exist, then not...always in a transcient state. How far do I prim, groom...how closely do I spy through the concavity of "the viewer", whilst still LIVING within the construct? Life, a perpetuated agitated state, of being.
In our so called youth, we are matter making machines, or part of, yet later to find, to aid in what seem to discover what does not matter.
A constant agitation, a vibratory force emits, the paradox.
A Woman, vivre, justifying yet not held to it
Do we go on? Why? And for whome, do we seek, seeming endless now?
This is why a main symbol, a way is paramount. We can see in varied near or far sided fashion, amplified to a point with angle, intelligence, intellect and design. Yet in the end, as to have collectively asserted "an end", we see the command, we must chose together.
We also must blame another, for which we promoted now in regrettable blind faith, always in hindsight. Yet when, as a true collective, and alone as component, we rise, take responsibility for an ultimate action, we are now and finally go in a direction, known.
On this we must agree.
We are being watched, always evaluated.
Kata is privilege, the only.
One will suffer now, or later. One will suffer in work, or worse without.
Our thoughts, a manifestation of our inner balance.
We are weighed on this.
Principle does not alter, nor change.
I am only a sloppy messenger, that looked into the abyss, and lost that divine spark.
See that.
There is a paradox, which seems to exist, then not...always in a transcient state. How far do I prim, groom...how closely do I spy through the concavity of "the viewer", whilst still LIVING within the construct? Life, a perpetuated agitated state, of being.
In our so called youth, we are matter making machines, or part of, yet later to find, to aid in what seem to discover what does not matter.
A constant agitation, a vibratory force emits, the paradox.
A Woman, vivre, justifying yet not held to it
Do we go on? Why? And for whome, do we seek, seeming endless now?
This is why a main symbol, a way is paramount. We can see in varied near or far sided fashion, amplified to a point with angle, intelligence, intellect and design. Yet in the end, as to have collectively asserted "an end", we see the command, we must chose together.
We also must blame another, for which we promoted now in regrettable blind faith, always in hindsight. Yet when, as a true collective, and alone as component, we rise, take responsibility for an ultimate action, we are now and finally go in a direction, known.
On this we must agree.
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