Hyperfuck
There is a light and i can see
Hopefulness I've long since seen in me
The shadows that I've cast beyond every doubt
The healthiest of skepticism echoes profound
In a light shimmering a scattered flash
The shattered silhouettes fade ever too fast
Only to last in misremembered reverence
Incorrectly recollect the vague resemblance
If i have the chance at what i know as fact
Ifn't for specific variance, and the bullshit aftermath
If not for the indulgence of an abstinence
Illuminance is just a random happenstance...
Sometimes bliss is truly ignorance's own byproduct
Directly correlated to the information that gets stuck/sucked
Into its own awareness and the patterns it constructs...i fuckin knew it was too good not to be shit outta fuckin luck...
Growth of understanding is inherently cancerous
Wisdom with the power of discernment to the answerless
malignant with tumors and metastatic suffering
Forfeiture of peace of mind to anhedonia all encompassing
And i was doing pretty great at choosing my tiny bits of noticing.
General lack of joy means for intentional hyperfocusing...
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