2011년 7월 14일 목요일

Summer of rainy night revelations

"So im on the bus," to quote the true voice of my youth.  

Foreign land, friends of a different stock and just feeling life; my little slice of life.  Ears wrapped dapperly in that cows skin and im telling you, im thinking i can take the whole of my predecessors on, seriously.  Like no bloated head on this pair of shoulders but I sat with them, spat that spat and drank that drank; but I know I'm better.  

That's not to say that they have not accompplished more than I can even imagine, but where I am now compared with where they were then, does not compare. And the trully beautiful thing to me about this revelation, and it is just that, lie in the knowledge that it be not just I but a whole gang, no fuck that, a whole army of us that are on the ascendent path.  

Have you thought of what lands we will pound beneath our feet? The tabooes we will relegate into oblivion with the mists of our thoughts? We are them and we are what they want to be; thus we are the future, for that beith what we want but can't have.  We are (and I say that uncontractedly because it necessitates being spoken of deferentially, but being so makes it almost obsolete) the future.  To be at the precipice and acnowledge it...it trully being something that ne'er happen as often as it should.  And if it be so, savor it to its fullest, but moreover exploit it to the fullest of your capabilites.  

You, yes you there in that foreign land, that place of your unbirth, but being so makes it the land of your re-birth.  Look around and know that your boys, your friends from thy youth know not what yee seeth, what you heareth, what you have becometh...  But it is what they be, if not now then then i speak of the generational future, and of them know that your seedeth doth be.  

Speaking historicially my aim only be that my respect for then and the better then reverbrate as resoundingly humanly as possible.  As humanely as possible.  Before, this was the way they spoke of the Gods, but that tone came from men that no longer exist for men that no longer existed.  For we that have no savior, the sole correlation be our past and future; we being the mean of our past and the same for our future, means that we are them and they us, thus we are what has been the object of striving, and striving is what we are: Gods.  

So transcend your life and be transcendence becuase you are then, now and soon to be; you be an omnipresent existence omniscient in your conception of life and omnipotent in the life of that truth.