Who cares, then?
I've been assured that he does, she does.
She might.
I thought you did.
But the words on the page hold value
Only so far as I hold value to you,
Whoever you are.
But in that there's a limit.
In that there's a flaw.
In that there is a bigger picture
That's lost.
The words on the page
Are the words on the page
Regardless of how they got there
Who put them there
What they mean
And what they mean to say.
Like stones washed up on the beach,
Rounded and shining,
Do the particular waves
That carried particular stones
Have anything to account for?
2 comments:
I think everyone would hangout all the time, seeing as how they wouldnt have so much of need for personal space. And everything would probably be more warm and cheery. Nothing to worry about affecting your individial self, but rather affecting a bigger spectrum.
And even then you wont worry as much because you arent in it alone. But Also Ive heard of people going way too into acid and getting to the point where they couldnt be sad or something. It has impacts that stick and it trains your brain in a pattern at least temporarily.
The ego less thing sounds good, but the over do-ing acid doesnt.
I'm not suggesting an over use of acid. I just think the idea of the absence of ego is a nice one. I'd prefer we achieved it without becoming eternally tripping our burnt out. More of an interesting concept than anything. What did you think of the post itself, aside from the title, Leigha?
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