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Array ( [sid] => 151099 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Feelings, Nothing more [time] => 2009-06-27 18:52:44 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Without a simplistic notion of hate and anger
We feel no real feelings or desire
Only concepts of such in a pressed reality
Trapped under fake smiles and passing nods
We laugh at nothing but an assembling of words
Why it is funny we will never know
The true joke is the joke itself
That simple words formulated in a phrase becomes comical
That is how pathetic laughter truly is
Hate is a false concept based upon instinctual habits
All formed from youth our hate barricades us from the truth
That what we really loath is ourselves and that we are not able to like something
Worthless cattle we roam about the world until we become fodder for worms
Emptiness is unembraceable for there is nothing to hold on to
Nobody hopes to feel empty it just becomes their reality
That is why sadness means nothing, there is no reason to spit saline
For nobody truly cares what happens to you
They only believe they do in their prison of a mind
For if your dissipate mourning will pass
Proving that nothing is permanent
Time does not heal all wounds
It is just the system getting over you
No reason for anger, malice, or rage
Anger is just an excuse your body creates to act irrationately
In fact feeling anything is truly irrelevant
We live, we die what happens in between is simply a story
A story predetermined by your own perception
It will only adapt to surroundings
Point being if you exist somewhere
You aren’t meant to be there, you just are there
Simply ants in a system of numerical anarchy
Every now and then only by tragedy do we unite
Upon tragedy we conform to unified feelings
Meaning that tragedy awakens everybody temporarily
Only to be forgotten again in time
Reassimalating to chaos once more
We are simple creatures, with simple limitations
Unbreakable, unbendible limitations

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Feelings, Nothing more

Contributed by Namen on Saturday, 27th June 2009 @ 06:52:44 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Without a simplistic notion of hate and anger
We feel no real feelings or desire
Only concepts of such in a pressed reality
Trapped under fake smiles and passing nods
We laugh at nothing but an assembling of words
Why it is funny we will never know
The true joke is the joke itself
That simple words formulated in a phrase becomes comical
That is how pathetic laughter truly is
Hate is a false concept based upon instinctual habits
All formed from youth our hate barricades us from the truth
That what we really loath is ourselves and that we are not able to like something
Worthless cattle we roam about the world until we become fodder for worms
Emptiness is unembraceable for there is nothing to hold on to
Nobody hopes to feel empty it just becomes their reality
That is why sadness means nothing, there is no reason to spit saline
For nobody truly cares what happens to you
They only believe they do in their prison of a mind
For if your dissipate mourning will pass
Proving that nothing is permanent
Time does not heal all wounds
It is just the system getting over you
No reason for anger, malice, or rage
Anger is just an excuse your body creates to act irrationately
In fact feeling anything is truly irrelevant
We live, we die what happens in between is simply a story
A story predetermined by your own perception
It will only adapt to surroundings
Point being if you exist somewhere
You aren’t meant to be there, you just are there
Simply ants in a system of numerical anarchy
Every now and then only by tragedy do we unite
Upon tragedy we conform to unified feelings
Meaning that tragedy awakens everybody temporarily
Only to be forgotten again in time
Reassimalating to chaos once more
We are simple creatures, with simple limitations
Unbreakable, unbendible limitations





Copyright © Namen ... [ 2009-06-27 18:52:44]
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Re: Feelings, Nothing more (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Monday, 27th July 2015 @ 10:30:24 PM AEST
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Very unique and deep
Very well written indeed
James




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