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sometimes i think i am crazy

Sunday, October 24, 2010 [ 6:02 AM ]

clarity of the mind dissipates upon thought
thought-- a residue of all things unfulfilled
the veil over stupidity

think-- the balance of polarities dwindle as they waltz with emotion

reality from delusion
a stifling debate between a politician and a crack-whore

the politician is your man reality.
masculine in his strife to dominate the mind into righteousness and morality
he breathes confidence, and tortures you for all failures in life
yet, this regimented lifestyle seems almost planned
like a d.i.y kit to a controversial sense of a perfect life
ironically he would then seek comfort in the seducing arms of his mistress delusion

she is his escape from himself
a reflection of himself that she wishes to be
she is freedom
personifying the whimsical affair she has with life
where all things are in the limbo of daydreams? or a perpetual high on every ounce of cocaine?
yes-- delusion, she is an addict
an addict of a man-made euphoria
a victim to herself
a prisoner of her own mind
entrapped
truth becomes unbearably painful
she is not who she is, not who she wants to be
for she suffers from a volatile identity
playing characters to satisfy the "him" that pays for her time

him-- the politician
identifies himself with finances, stature and power
living by the ideologies he believes in
self-assured?
or merely shielding his vulnerability?
he is also not who he is, but what the world expects him to be

a twisted relationship they both share
a silent need for the other
there is no sense to this dependency-- perhaps complete nonsense
it is an innate feeling (i do not enjoy using the word feeling, for it makes everything meaningless)
a feeling that brings balance in their individual insecurities
the stiff reality and the erratic delusion

the two polarities that consummate the birth of you
your mind
your thoughts.

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