Are we bored with living?

We feast on the sorrows of others

Spiraling into madness

Suffering with existence

Quietly begging for our release

from the chasm of the subconscious

The chaotic flow of knowledge begins

We start navigating the abyss

You hear the painful screams of lost souls

Ignorance brings confusion

Not wisdom

There’s no need to rush

Obtaining knowledge is a slow and steady process

Time gives legitimacy to existence

Be forewarned

Humanity is being algorithmically influenced and exploited

Are you not entertained?

Deep within our unconscious mind, we may be able to tap into unlimited knowledge

However, humanity may not be ready for this

As it still embraces greed and power

What about you?

You were given the gift of life

Do you know what to do with it?

A garden.

Troubled thoughts.

I look ~ I saw an open

door.

Enter and explore.

Beauty fraught.

Adam and Eve,

Lost.

Unknown, found

Unsought.

Hair like kelp.

She was born kneeling.

Not at the cross, but at the cough, cigarettes and cheap whiskey. Where wild women go.

She planting fires underground.

Letting colorful wings go.

Zeal is whispered and lay down to die.

She lets out many written words as she kneels again. Aside.

Mercy in the Nick of time, where wild women go drunk on whiskey and Rye, breathing on the long winter storm.

Grin and teeth.

Falling upwards

into a bottomless sky

.

Breathe

.

Grabbing onto

air trying to stop

.

Breathe

.

Mouth open

in a silent scream

.

Breathe

.

Stars becoming

closer and closer and closer

.

Breathe

.

Running out

of air

.

Can't

.

.

Breathe

It was a blissful Saturday morning in New Jersey. I stationed myself near a bakery and sat down. I grasped a tin can in my hand, hoping for a bit of change. One by one, the customers entered the bakery and left, not even glancing at me. Of course, to them, I was a poor man with a shabby old beard and raggedy clothes. I sighed and got up to leave when a young boy dropped a quarter into the can. It landed with a loud clang and I looked up at him to see him smiling. As he walked away I pulled out a hundred dollar bill and snuck it into his backpack. Perhaps he would buy a new toy car or an action figure. I smiled to myself and left.

The next day I woke up in the alley where I normally slept. I decided to take a visit to the bank. When I entered, the lady at the front desk was rather surprised to see me.

"Mr. Monzerelli, what are you doing here?"

I whipped out my premium card and replied, "I'd like to make a transaction of 250,000 dollars please."

The lady nodded and escorted me to my personal bank, which was the size of a house.

I took out some wads of hundred-dollar bills before thanking the lady.

As I exited the bank, the lady stopped me and asked, "Why when you have the fortune of a billionaire would you stay on the streets, homeless?"

I just smiled and laughed. "Oh to me it doesn't matter whether I'm rich or not. I care about giving back to those who have been so kind to me.

The lady was still confused and just stared at me as I joyfully walked away.

She kept herself

In the corner

Where she could hope to continue on, unnoticed.

Somehow though,

her unobtrusive way was sought out, and prized.

Her reflective opaqueness recognized for the simple

Beauty and clarity, shining from her intangible Soul.

Like a brilliant, misunderstood mosaic.

The pieces fashioned painstakingly together.

I'm a smile ready to burst,

A flower ready to bud.

But nobody even asks,

Why I'm jumping on my toes,

Trying not to squeal,

Tapping the excitement out of my fingers,

Or twisting my hair into incurable knots.

I want to shout my happiness to the world,

But nobody asks,

They're too busy,

Posting pictures of themselves on the internet,

Ignoring reality,

Breezing through life without a care.

You used to make me laugh with the crazy

way you'd act

Your silly, funny character

Made me feel like we were meant to be,

together

But now I hardly even notice you

Your smile has seemed to simply fade

You mostly only ever frown

And though I search to find the you I one knew,

i only run into that sad, gloomy you

You used to make me fall in love

Every single time you'd look my way

That sparkle glistened, oh so brightly

And I was thoroughly convinced that you-

You were meant to be with me, forever

Yet recently, you only always seem to look away

Instead of love, it's just a mirage of who you used to be

....standing here in front of me

And though I want to love like yesterday

I know that you are still so far from here

I never seem to make you smile

Your love has kinda gone away

And despite the fact that I see you here,

I just can't quite seem to find you here near